Chapter 11

Listening to the driver's words, Li Xiaojie's heart was loaded back into her stomach.

Unexpectedly, Shen Qinghuan is very intimate.

She said she was stupid!

Although Shen Qinghuan didn't have a set of cosmetics today, he earned a lot by rubbing the fare.

Wait

When it comes to the fare, Li Xiaojie knows something later.

Li Xiaojie arrived at home.

Not only pay their own fare, with Shen Qinghuan's share of the fare also did not escape.

She looked at the figure of the taxi and scolded Shen Qinghuan in her heart.

Taiguli, the imperial capital, is the first comprehensive commercial project of taiguli industry in the mainland. It has everything to eat, drink and play. It can be regarded as a paradise for young people.

Shen Qing Huan tiktok brushed a very angry teacher Toni in the shaking voice, which found the specific location without long time.

But she didn't expect that Lu Ziheng was also here.

"Are you Mr. Tony?" Shen Qinghuan looked at Lu Ziheng in surprise.

The appearance of boys is very superior. At this age, it's rare to grow to 1.84 meters, especially the strong clothes in the hairdresser's shop, which set off Lu Ziheng's narrow waist and long legs.

Lu Ziheng's face is small, and his skin is white. According to the principle, it belongs to the little suckling dog.

But Lu Ziheng's face is often as handsome as frost, and his unique voice is full of attack.

"Classmate Shen. He's my big nephew. " The real teacher Tony explained to Shen Qinghuan with a smile.

oh

What a coincidence.

Shen Qinghuan looks at Mr. Tony. At most, he looks like a post-95. Compared with his relationship with Lu Ziheng, Shen Qinghuan is more worried about whether there are exaggerations in the popular videos Mr. Tony sends.

Mr. Tony is also a good teacher. Seeing Shen Qinghuan's worries, he patted her chest to ensure that he would satisfy her. He solemnly promised that if she couldn't do a good hairstyle, he would compensate her for his eldest nephew.

Lu Ziheng did not stand the joke, Jun face instant you red, flurried to turn away from the scene.

Young as Mr. Tony is, he is very professional.

When testing Shen Qinghuan's skin color, Tony thought chestnut was very suitable for her, so he gave some advice.

But Lu Ziheng, who had already fled, didn't know where he came from: "at the school stage, the black long straight is the standard configuration."

Tony thought his nephew was in love, interfering with other girls' freedom to choose hair color.

"Lu is right." Shen Qinghuan did not Lu Ziheng's words, let Tony teacher more sure of his guess.

A middle school has always been famous for its strict management. Since she wants to start over, it's better for her to make her hair the standard of a good student.

Shen Qinghuan is also very excited. The hairstyles of those women's groups are just what they should do at what age. It's not too late to do some things until they go to college.

Due to the insistence of the client, Tony directly skipped the two steps of skin color test and drawing design, and began to trim and brush his hair.

Shen Qinghuan has a good foundation. Five or six hours later, even the most rustic black and straight hair in the eyes of hair stylists is well controlled.

Tony's teacher is right. He is surprised in his nephew's eyes. Taking advantage of the fact that the shop is not busy, he specially allows Lu Ziheng to send Shen Qinghuan home.

It's dusk when she comes out of taiguli. Shen Qinghuan's new hairstyle is spread on her shoulders, just like her name, fresh and elegant.

Lu Ziheng looked at the girl's beautiful face in the sunset, and clearly heard the sound of his heart pounding in his chest.

"Why don't we go back by subway?" Shen Qinghuan suggested.