Black Bellied President Dotes on Wife

When the little deer took a picture, he widened his eyes and said, "You have been busy for more than half an hour. How can I not see the change in my hair?"

Her hair seems to be only a little shorter, and now it is still the kind of shawl long hair, she thought she would see her short hair look, the result is not at all!

Where can he get a haircut?

Jing Yiran's tired wrists were sour, but his "customer" didn't buy it. He twitched his mouth and said, "What eyes are you, your hair is a lot shorter! How has it changed?"

"No, it’s too long, cut it again."

"Can't cut it anymore, it's just like this, it looks like you have a feminine taste."

Where does the deer control what a woman smells, and hair that is too long will get in the way at a critical time.

"My hair, I have the final say, it is inconvenient for the hair to be too long to fight and kill, it is easy to reduce my combat power!"

Jing Yiran also heard for the first time that hair is too long will affect the fight and kill!

He stunned her waist and frowned. "You don't need to fight in the future, you don't need to kill, and your hair doesn't have any hindrance."

The deer was shocked. It seems that she does not have to go on and do all the murder tasks in the future. Her life has changed a lot.

However, she is used to maintaining a good state in order to deal with various emergencies.

For example, in the case of yesterday, if she is in a bad state, she will definitely suffer a big loss.

You know, she is not only very good in strength, but also her strength. When her speed is reaching the limit, she can really take the gun before the enemy shoots!

However, if the hair is too long, it will definitely affect her speed.

She thought about it and said: "I don't like hair too long, inconvenient, and it is troublesome to wash. You cut me short."

Jing Yiran couldn't help her, she had to pick up the scissors again and cut her hair short. Now she is tied up, I am afraid that it is really a short pony tail, so that she looks more like a ten. Little girl.

The deer saw himself in the mirror and finally got some satisfaction.

However, Jing Yiran's craftsmanship seems to be even worse than her. After all, she has been cutting her hair for several years, and Jing Yiran is the first time.

Deer has never been too concerned about hair style. If it is not because the bald head will easily expose her identity and attract the attention of others, it is possible for her to shave her head in order to save trouble.

Jing Yiran originally thought that cutting hair for Xiaolu would make him feel fulfilled, but the result was not.

His craftsmanship is not very good. Fortunately, the deer itself is beautiful enough to be cute, otherwise other girls' hairs will be made like this, and it will look like a village girl.

The lives of both of them are almost upside down. During the day, they usually sleep and rest, and they will come out at night, so even if it is very late, Jing Yiran is still very good.

However, the deer is tired of fighting today and wants to rest.

She habitually hugged Jing Yiran's waist, buried her face in his arms, and muttered in a low voice: "I am sleepy..."

Her attachment, naturally revealed, she is no longer as before, just left, went to the bedroom and fell asleep.

Although her intention was not to spoil, but her natural doll sound, always whispered when she whispered, and her sleepy speech sounded no different from Spoiled.

Jing Yiran froze in the heart, then she picked her up and took her to the bedroom to rest.

The height difference between the two of them is close to 30 centimeters. It is the most prevalent height difference that is now popular. Jing Yiran holds her effortlessly.

Holding her up in bed, Jing Yiran just left, and found that his clothes were pulled by the deer.

"what happened?"

The deer looked at him with his foggy eyes and whispered: "You sleep with me."

Jing Yiran, because of her soft and soft words, her heart was soft and soft.

He no longer got up, but he was lying next to her, and she took her into her arms.

The deer's cool body was wrapped in his fiery body, only to feel comfortable. Although she has just changed her blood, her body temperature has risen, but it is still cold compared to normal people.

She still likes to be so sleepy by Jing Yiran, so that the more she sleeps, the warmer she feels.

If she sleeps alone, after waking up, the bed is definitely cool, she doesn't like it.

Jing Yiran also likes to hold the deer. It is summer, the weather is hot, and it is very comfortable to hold a soft, cool body to sleep.

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In Mu's Hospital, Shangguan Ning and Jing Yichen were placed in the same ward.

Jing Yichen had a serious distraction, and he had a lot of blood. He had already slept after the surgery.

Shangguan Ning can't sleep without turning over.

She was afraid of Jing Yichen's good deeds. She almost always kept his eyes on him. From time to time, he touched his forehead. He had a fever. It had been several hours. The body temperature did not retreat, but it increased a little. child.

Zheng Jing lived in the ward next door to them, living with him, and Ahu.

Ahu’s injury is not light, and he has always been in a state of drowsiness. Mu Qing knows that for Jing Yichen, he is not a classmate, but a brother, so he personally gives Ahu a check and personally gives him Stitch the wound.

He was busy this day. After coming out of the operating room, the two wards were running, because in addition to Shangguan Ning, the other three diseases were fever. Jing Yichen was the most injured, but it was the most burned. Light, because his physical quality is really not comparable to Zheng Jing and A Hu.

After Mu Qing gave Zheng Jing and A Hu a look, he came to the Jing Yi Chen ward to check his physical condition.

Shangguan Ning handed the thermometer that had just been measured to Mu Qing, and some worried whispers: "Mu doctor, Yi Chen's body temperature has risen, already 38. 7 degrees, or else, you will give him a shot of fever. ?"

How to go on like this, he was all hot, lying in bed in a coma, as if he was going to leave her at any time, Shangguan’s distressed eyes were red.

Mu Qing glanced at the thermometer and smiled bitterly: "The scorpion, the needle is not used. This has already given Jing Shao two shots. He can't fight any more. Otherwise, he can't bear it with his current physical condition. ”

Shangguan condensed tightly on Jing Yichen's hand, and his delicate brows all wrinkled: "What do you do? You have no choice?"

In her heart, Mu Qing is a top doctor, there is no injury that he can't handle.