Gong Yusheng hurried to the nearest barbershop.

It's already a step too late......

Jo Keai's long hair was cut to the ground, and the barber was watching her hold up the photo on her phone, trimming and cutting it short little by little.

And the photo in Qiao Keai's mobile phone is the rest of Gong's life.

"Don't cut it!" Gong Yusheng scolded loudly, stepped forward and pushed the barber away, dragging Qiao Keai up from the chair, "Are you crazy?!" ”

Qiao Keai turned around, her neat short hair was slightly shaken, and the moment she saw him, her eyes suddenly showed joy, "Brother for the rest of his life!" ”

Her short ear-length hair is refreshing and temperamental, and her fair neck is exposed, which has a unique charm.

In the next second, Qiao Keai reached out and covered her hair, "I haven't cut it yet, it's not short enough now." ”

As she spoke, she turned to look at the barber and pointed at Gong Yusheng, "Just cut it like his hairstyle, I want it to be exactly the same." ”

The hand she pointed to was grasped by Gong Yusheng, "Enough trouble, Qiao Keai!" ”

"Ah, it hurt......s," she cried out softly, looking at him a little aggrieved, "Makino said that your favorite person is yourself, so I will become your appearance, so you will like me, and when I was a child, many people said that the two of us looked alike, and said that we were twins!" ”

Gong Yusheng frowned, and couldn't help but raise his hand and flick her head, "It's just a joke between adults complimenting each other, and only you will take it seriously." ”

Suddenly, her face was full of loss, her little hands pinched the corners of her clothes tightly, and she asked in a trembling voice, "Then when you were a child, you said that you were going to fall in love with me when you were eighteen years old, was it just a joke, and I just took it seriously?" ”

"......" he said nothing.

Qiao Keai turned around and sat in the chair in disappointment, looked at the barber with teary eyes and said, "Keep cutting me, no, just shave my head!" ”

Gong Yusheng looked at the barber with cold eyes.

The barber didn't dare to step forward at all.

"Come back with me." Gong Yusheng said, reaching out to grab her arm.

"I won't go with you, you liar!" Hot tears fell from her eyes one by one.

In the next second, Gong Yusheng picked her up sideways and left the barbershop.

In his arms, Jocoai looked at him as if he had been sedated, motionless, with big teary eyes.

It wasn't until the door of the villa that Gong Yu Sheng put her down.

He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped the tears from her face.

"Alright, let's go inside." He said in a gentle voice, looking at her crying red face, he was extremely distressed.

"Let me ask you one last time, did you really not count what you told me before?" Qiao Keai couldn't help but ask again.

His heart was slightly touched, but there was a cold expression on his face, "Hmm." ”

"Liar, Gong Yu Sheng, you are too much!" Jocoe left crying.

Looking at her back as she ran away, Gong Yusheng clenched his hands tightly.

"Ahem." Makino, who was leaning against the back of the pillar and smoking, came out, extinguished the cigarette butt and walked towards him, "If you don't chase, I'm going to chase!" ”

Gong Yusheng's cold and angry eyes squinted at the past, and said in a deep voice, "You dare!" ”

"You're not right, you don't chase yourself, you don't let others chase you, what do I mean by that? Do you like her or don't like her? Makino was puzzled

"Don't meddle in my business, and don't have any thoughts about her!" Gong Yusheng coldly warned.