He Mengjie rolled her eyes and went into the kitchen to do it. As long as he doesn't mention Chen Yuwei's matter anymore.

Wen Xuan turned around to leave, took a step and remembered something and stopped: "By the way, you still have to take care of the rain in the future, and you can't have anything to do at noon today!" ”

He Mengjie nodded hurriedly, it is bound to be impossible, such a thing as drugged is enough to do it once.

Wen Xuan was very satisfied with her attitude when he saw her so quickly, and turned around to go to the study.

He Mengjie looked at his back, her heart moved, and she couldn't help but say more: "That...... You mean, you're still going to have a relationship with Chen Yuwei, right? ”

Wen Xuan stopped, raised his eyebrows and looked at her, but did not speak.

He Mengjie suddenly felt very embarrassed and was so annoyed that she was going to die. Why do you want to ask this question yourself? It's like you're too much......

After a while, just when He Mengjie thought that Wen Xuan was going to look at her like this, he suddenly spoke: "Her hair is good. Then he turned and walked away.

He Mengjie was stunned, this is the answer? Do you want to keep dating because you have good hair?

Didn't he say that when he heard the woman he didn't like, he broke up decisively? Is it because of good hair this time?

Curious!

That night, when He Mengjie took a shower at home, she deliberately washed her hair well. After washing, stand in front of the mirror and comb it.

Isn't this also dark and straight, and the hair quality is good? He Mengjie looked at it again and again, and felt a little narcissistic, really, people's hair is also very good? The comb is also in free fall.

The next day, He Mengjie opened the door of the Wen family with her hair scattered. Sweating.

She regretted it very much, she shouldn't have gotten up late, and she shouldn't have woken up late without braids. I squeezed the bus all the way, and I don't know how many times my long hair was ripped off. Now it's even more sweaty!

She turned her head to see that there was no one in the living room, and secretly rejoiced, and hurriedly ran into the bathroom to tidy up.

After washing her face, she took out the braid rope and was about to tie her hair up, but she hesitated again. Didn't she use her hair to teach Wen Xuan a lesson today, telling him that a woman's long and good hair doesn't mean anything, and she must not leave the question of whether she has a relationship or not to her hair to decide.

When she thought about it, her heart was suddenly filled with a sense of mission to save the world. She nodded at herself in the mirror, and secretly encouraged: "You can do it!" Then he made a V-sign and walked out of the bathroom.

As soon as he got out of the bathroom, he took a picture with Wen Xuan, who was going downstairs.

Wenxuan is neatly dressed, with a shirt and trousers, which is the rhythm of going to work. When I saw her, I was stunned.

He Mengjie's face turned red for no reason, and she turned around and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast without a sound.

After making a vegetable salad this morning, He Mengjie brought the plate to the table, and Wenxuan had been waiting for a long time. Looking up at her hair.

He Mengjie put down the plate and went upstairs under the pretext of listening to the rain, and ran away in a hurry. When the rain came down with Wen Ting, he saw Wen Xuan sitting at the table, and the salad on the plate did not move.

"What's wrong? Not tasty? He Mengjie couldn't help but approach a little strangely, and stretched out her head to look at his plate.

Wen Xuan's index finger and thumb were pinched together, as if pinching something, beckoning to her.

He Mengjie was curious for a while, and took a closer look, and couldn't help blushing at this look.

It turned out that Wen Xuan was pinching a black shiny hair on his fingers! This kind of length is definitely not something he can have......

I don't know if you understand my humor?