Reborn, being taken care of by the enemy Empress blocking the resurrection point

Speechless all the way, Maybach broke through the rainy night and arrived at Bishui Villa in Beicheng District, Qingjiang City.

Luo Baiyue drove all the way and finally came to the property she just bought. She parked the car in the garage with a few clicks.

She gently woke up the boy next to her, "We're home, wake up."

"Huh?" Gao Yunjing opened his eyes drowsily and asked with a sleepy look, "What time is it?"

Luo Baiyue took out her cell phone and took a look, "At 6:30, the barber should be arriving soon. Let's get out of the car first."

"Yeah." Gao Yunjing, who was still tired, opened the car door in a daze and got out of the car.

Qingjiang City is located in the northeast of the entire Yunhua Empire. It was still the transition between spring and winter on February 2, and it was already dark.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Gao Yunjing shivered from the cold, and the lingering sleepiness was also blown away by the cold wind at this moment.

Only then did he realize what he had done, to sleep soundly and unprepared in Luo Baiyue's car?

Gao Yunjing looked at himself through the car glass with a look of disbelief. He actually fell asleep in someone else's car without any precautions. How is this possible?

His brows furrowed. Could it be that there was something wrong with the A3 medicine Luo Baiyue added to the porridge? Gao Yunjing closed his eyes and felt his body carefully.

Gao Yunjing didn't feel anything was wrong with the surging divine blood flowing through his body.

His brows were pressed together tightly, nothing was wrong, so why did he fall asleep in her car?

"Hey, why are you always in a daze? Come here quickly!" Luo Baiyue saw Gao Yunjing standing there and walking over quickly. She couldn't help but hold his hand and walked towards the unit building.

In order to dispel his suspicion, Gao Yunjing could only smile and asked shyly: "Is this your home?"

"Ah!" Luo Baiyue said matter-of-factly: "It's just a small apartment."

She regretted saying this. She had forgotten that the current boy was just an ordinary boy who woke up after three years of sudden coma, not the high-spirited judge in her memory.

The mind is only at the age of 15. Even if Gao Yunjing matures earlier than ordinary people, his mind at this time is only about 18 to 20 at most.

Men in this age group are most likely to have low self-esteem, let alone Gao Yunjing who now has nothing?

Sure enough, she soon discovered the flash of inferiority and discomfort in Gao Yunjing's deep, dark eyes.

The strength of holding her hand increased.

Luo Baiyue complained about herself extremely at this time, ah! Why are you so stupid? Although he has been reborn, he still needs to bring the original character of Gao Yunjing into the current person.

What she didn't know was that Gao Yunjing was enjoying her little hands.

Luo Baiyue's hand was so soft and warm that once you hold it, you don't want to let go, and Gao Yunjing did exactly that.

Anyway, the relationship is nominally an unmarried couple. Isn't it too much to take advantage of it?

Gao Yunjing also knew that his thoughts were perverted and dangerous, but after being single for more than a hundred years, he really couldn't help it~

The little girl’s hands were so soft and warm that he seemed to be able to directly touch her hand bones. He really enjoyed it~

"Well..." Luo Baiyue wanted to say something to ease the awkward atmosphere, but she couldn't say anything comforting.

At this moment, a gentle voice sounded.

"Are you Ms. Luo? If so, I am your personal stylist."

Luo Baiyue cast a grateful look at the barber who was wearing an exquisite tuxedo and carrying a black toolbox.

"Quick, quick, quick, let's do your hair first." Luo Baiyue pulled Gao Yunjing and walked quickly to the unit building, with the stylist following closely behind.

The internal structure of the apartment made Gao Yunjing confused for a moment. He opened the door and faced a toilet. The master bedroom and the second bedroom were distributed on both sides.

The living room occupies most of the entire apartment, and a bar separates the kitchen and living room.

In other words, you can directly see what people are doing in the kitchen while sitting on the sofa.

This was the structure of the apartment he lived in when he took Luo Baiyue home in his previous life.

In the living room, a huge floor-to-ceiling mirror was placed in front of Gao Yunjing. Luo Baiyue was lying on the soft sofa with a look of enjoyment. However, she only told the stylist a few requirements and never spoke to the stylist again. .

Gao Yunjing sat on the chair neatly, letting the stylist do whatever he wanted with his head.

The stylist sprayed water on his head while chattering, "Sir, your hair is not of good quality. Do you want me to recommend some conditioners for you?"

His hair quality is indeed not good. After all, he has been deprived of nutrients for a long time and only relies on glucose and other drugs to maintain his vital signs. This has caused his hair to be dark yellow and rough.

However, Gao Yunjing didn't really want to deal with this stylist.

The only choice is to refuse out of politeness and say, "No, thank you."

The stylist didn't seem to hear the coldness and alienation in his tone, but continued chattering, "Sir, you have such a good appearance. If your hair quality is poor, the style you create will be a little worse."

"If your styling is poor, it will have a certain impact on your overall image~"

"I still suggest you choose a conditioner from my store. It's not expensive. It only costs 2000 yuan a bottle. Do you think?"

"Two thousand?" Gao Yunjing couldn't help but frown when he heard the price, and asked: "A bottle of conditioner costs 2000 yuan, isn't it a bit too expensive?"

"Expensive!" The stylist pretended to be surprised, covered his mouth, and asked in disbelief: "It's only two thousand yuan, how expensive is it?"

"It's always this price, right?"

"If you really think this price is expensive, do you want to reflect on yourself?"

"Reflecting on myself?" Gao Yunjing didn't feel any surprise. He had lived for more than a hundred years in his previous life, what hadn't he seen before?

Like this stylist, he probably thought that living in such an expensive high-end apartment area would not be short of money, so he wanted to make a fortune by quoting a high price.

"Yes!" The stylist put his hands on Gao Yunjing's shoulders and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"You should think about whether you have taken good care of your body over the years."

"Your girlfriend is so beautiful and excellent. If you don't improve yourself, you have a good foundation and there won't be any difference in a short time."

"But as time goes by, the shortcomings of not taking care of yourself will be exposed..."

Before the stylist finished speaking, he was interrupted by Luo Baiyue's cold voice, "I asked you to style his hair, I didn't ask you to keep talking."

The cold sound was like a gust of cold wind blowing from the top of the snow-capped mountains and glaciers.

The stylist was so frightened that he quickly finished styling Gao Yunjing's hair as if running for his life, picked up his suitcase, and turned around to leave.

The back view is full of panic and chaos.

The reason was simple. He felt Luo Baiyue's murderous intent. In this bloody and chaotic era, in a fringe city of Qingjiang City, the murder of a stylist late at night would not cause any fluctuations.

So he was afraid. After all, in this era, the deaths of ordinary people were not worthy of large-scale police investigations. They would most likely end in vain.

Gao Yunjing turned a blind eye to all this. He stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror and observed his new hairstyle.

Looking at it this way, he looks really good.

"Stop being so beautiful, take a shower and go to bed quickly. We have to go to school tomorrow."

"Oh."