Did I... tell you something?

Meng Yingning was so panicked that she snapped her phone on the floor and stood up suddenly.

She had to ask Chen Wang in person for this matter.

Chen Wangren was lying on the bed, with his arms on the back of his head, and his eyes were fixed on the ceiling.

The phone was placed on the bed next to you for a long time and vibrated.

Yesterday he returned to the army last time and was called by Lu Pingyan. The old sayings of Che Hualu were tossed and turned. Chen Wang heard it and the conversation was at the end. Lu Pingyan sighed: "I know you don't like to listen. After talking for so many years, you don't bother me. This is the last time. No one will tell you this to you again."

Chen Wang lowered his eyes and stood without saying a word.

Lu Pingyan sighed again, intending to change to a more relaxed topic: "It's okay to retreat. When you are free, consider your own affairs. I heard that there are several girls around you, why? None of them like you?"

Chen Wang pulled the corner of his mouth: "I never thought about this."

Lu Pingyan raised his eyebrows and said deliberately: "My little niece can't catch your eyes either?"

Chen Wang didn't say it straightforwardly, and said lazyly: "I am so a person, I can't even understand how I can't delay other girls, but my daughter."

Lu Pingyan pointed at him: "Shaonui, Yuyan has been spoiled by her mother since she was a child, but she is a good person and really likes you," and said, and glanced at him again, "Why, I didn't tell you that day that I was going to pick her up, so I was not happy?"

"No," Chen Wang lowered his head and smiled, "Isn't this the only one I'm an idle person?"

Lu Pingyan didn't say anything else.

...

The light in the bedroom was dim, the curtains were tightly pulled, the cell phone on the bed was quiet for a moment, and then it started to shake again.

Chen Wang picked it up and put it in his ear, but he had not spoken yet.

"Chen Wang, you——" I wanted to scold you, but I held it back, and let out a long "two" sound, fucking it, "I'm so fucking convinced, you cat, hurry up, ultimatum, get it away for me today."

Chen Wang: "Why, you don't like it very much."

"It's all hairy. Is he not adapting to the local conditions? I've lost hair very badly recently," Chen Xiang collapsed. "It's so stinky. I smeared a customer yesterday and I slapped her half of the fog. As a result, my assistant went to shovel her poop. It was so fragrant that my hands were shaking. The needle almost pierced the customer's eyes."

Chen Wang smiled: "What's wrong, I'm wearing a tattooed face."

"Eyebrow bone, it's quite a trendy guy," Chen thought, "Anyway, you should pick it up quickly. Why did you pick it up? You said how many days have you raised it? I have raised you for ten years! Ten years! I have raised you from a lively little boy to an old man."

The little girl is naturally wild and used to being a child with him since she was a child. She doesn't treat him as a brother, and she doesn't even have any secret words. She mocked him: "Your cat has lived in the same family for four generations, and you are still a virgin."

Chen Wang turned over and got out of bed, bent down and picked up his jeans from the ground, and put his cell phone on his cover: "Shut up, I'll go there now."

Chen Xiang’s job is as rebellious as her personality, and she is a tattooed piercer.

A few years ago, I was in City A. I heard that he was going to come back and moved to the imperial capital. The location was still in the art industry park. The whole area was full of vision at first glance.

When Chen Wang arrived, Chen Xiang was piercing his eyes on a young and tall nose. A needle was thick and shining with a cold light. The trash can be thrown away all of blood-stained alcohol cotton in the trash can. Chen Xiang wore a black mask and lowered his head to work, with a focused expression and a cold voice: "If it hurts, it's said."

There is no way I looked like I was so sad half an hour ago.

Chen Wang entered the room and closed the door. As soon as the man came in, his feet were surrounded by a ball of hair.

Chen Wang lowered his head.

The cat looked up at him and said "meow".

Chen Wang squatted down, raised his hand, and gently scratched his chin with his fingertips.

The cat rumbled comfortably for a while, swept his tail and turned his head and walked slowly.

Chen Wang walked to the sofa at the door and sat down, stretched his long legs forward, leaned into the sofa, closed his eyes and rested.

He didn't sleep much for almost a week, and was tossed by a little lunatic last night. No matter how hard he could, he couldn't stand it.

My mind was a little drowsy. Chen Wang closed his eyes. I don’t know how long it took, but he vaguely heard a ding-ling sound, followed by a slight sound of the door being pushed open.

Chen Wang opened his eyes "swish" and looked over.

Meng Yingning stood at the door, with most of her body exposed outside the door, and only one head was poking in, looking in secretly.

Chen Wang was a little surprised, his throat was hoarse: "Why are you here?"

As soon as his eyes met him, Meng Yingning panicked and looked silent, and paused for a few seconds. He looked as if nothing had happened, and pushed open the door and came in: "Why can't I be here?"

Chen Xiang heard the sound, and finally turned his head. The sound was a little stuffy behind the mask. He asked through the screen: "Do you have an appointment?"

The young man with a nose ring has left now. She has changed to a client and is holding a tattoo machine to give someone a tattoo.

"I..." Meng Yingning said dryly, "No."

Chen Wang looked at her, and he was still a little lazy when he just woke up: "What are you doing?"

Meng Yingning's heart skipped a beat.

Meng Yingning thought to herself.

I only asked where Chen Wang was in Lu Zhizhou, but forgot to ask what the place was.

She had no idea what the store was doing, and there was only a black sign hanging at the door, and there was no writing.

A very personal place.

Meng Yingning looked around the decoration of the entire store quietly. It was a very industrial-style small two-story building, with a seating area at the door, a sofa and a coffee table, and a few chairs that looked very comfortable inside.

It looks similar to the high-end hair salon that Lin Jingnian often went to before.

It was blocked by a partition inside, so I couldn't see clearly.

Only the buzzing sound of machines can be heard.

It was like the buzzing sound of the fader used to shave a man's head.

Meng Yingning was not sure, so she cleared her throat and spoke tentatively: "I want to... cut a bang?"

“…”

After the partition, the buzzing sound inside stopped immediately.

Chen Wang was silent for a few seconds, looked at her, and nodded calmly: "What kind of thing do you want to cut."

Meng Yingning felt happy and felt that she was right.

She became confident in an instant.
Chapter completed!