Mo Hancheng still complied with Yan Zhuo's wishes, and bought her a bunch of food, now no matter whether Yan Zhuo eats or not, he will not be hungry.

The so-called punishment did not play any role at all.

Before going home, Yan Zhuo suddenly proposed to cut his hair, and Mo Hancheng was stunned when he heard this.

"Nothing suddenly want to cut your hair?"

People who didn't want to cut it before, he has become accustomed to the appearance of long hair, and it is very comfortable to touch.

"That uncle just now said I was a girl." Yan Zhuo pouted, obviously not very happy.

Mo Hancheng understood, it turned out that it was because of this, it was true, Yan Zhuo's appearance was delicate and good-looking, and he was already a little indistinguishable from male and female, although he was not short but had a small skeleton, and as soon as his long hair was left, he was easily identified as a girl.

When school starts after a while, Mo Hancheng will send Yan Zhuo to school, and a man with long hair is indeed a bit nondescript.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the cut." Mo Hancheng took Yan Zhuo's hand, and took someone to the nearest barber shop like a child.

Coincidentally, there was a poster hanging in front of the barber shop, which belonged to Mo Wei'an, with permed and dyed pink hair, which was very eye-catching in a group of hairstylists.

Yan Zhuo's eyes lit up, and he pointed to Mo Wei'an's photo: "I want this!" ”

Mo Hancheng looked at it, his face darkened, and he pulled Yan Zhuo in: "Nonsense!" What do you want?! ”

A child's family, perm and dye pink hair, don't learn the good, learn the bad!

Mo Wei'an dared to take his little monster, Mo Hancheng silently made a note in his heart, and when he had the opportunity to see it, he must shave his pink hair!

lest it be immoral!

The long hair was cut, Yan Zhuo didn't feel sorry for Mo Hancheng, and he instructed: "Cut it well, I want to take it back with my hair." ”

The barber looked confused, this was the first time he had heard such a strange request since he had cut his hair.

Who cut their hair and take it back?

But it is understandable that this long hair is so beautiful, he is a person who specializes in cutting people's hair, and he can't bear to start, so he can't help asking: "Does this long hair really need to be cut?" How good it is! Are you willing? ”

Yan Zhuo is also reluctant, but who called her a boy?

"Scissors! I'm a boy! ”

Misconception kills people!

When Yan Zhuo realized that he was actually a woman, whenever he recalled this time when he even had the wrong understanding of his gender, he couldn't wait to find a mallet and beat himself to death, it was really ...... It's a shame!

It didn't take long for the man with long hair in front of the mirror to become a young man with short hair.

Cutting off the long hair that covers the face, it is more obvious that Yan Zhuo's current appearance is more inclined to teenagers, and there are still many differences with girls, it is better to say that the eyebrows are not as delicate as girls, many of them are masculine belonging to boys, and the lines of the face are much harder than those of girls, especially there is a little bulge between the throats, which is the Adam's apple that belongs only to boys.

Cutting off the long hair, Yan Zhuo's delicate and delicate facial features are more prominent, the broken hair in front of the forehead gently floats above, blocking part of the forehead, and a pair of eyes are as black and bright as ever, looking at the person in the mirror curiously at this time.

Yan Zhuo grinned, and the delicate-looking young man in the mirror also smiled, with two small dimples on his cheeks, which looked sweet and full of sunshine.

Even so, no one will suspect that Yan Zhuo is a girl.

"Momo, you see I'm just like you!"

Mo Han took over the young man who rushed towards him, and he was still carrying a paper bag in his hand, which the barber had just found for him, which contained Yan Zhuo's long hair that had been cut off, tied with a hairband, very neatly.

"Slow down, what a big man, and pounce on me."

"Hey, hey." Yan Zhuo raised his head and smiled, and shook his head, "My hair has been cut, and my head is more relaxed!" ”

"Of course." Mo Hancheng raised his hand to touch Yan Zhuo's head habitually, and the feeling was still good, but he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart without that long hair.

It's a pity, a little.