When Xiao Jiaojiao cried, the soldier king led the team to kill like crazy

Sikong Yan, who was sitting on the sofa outside and dealing with this matter, had a faint smile on his face.

He knew it.

I knew it would be like this.

Xiao Jiaojiao usually looks calm and indifferent, and she always acts as if no one and nothing can please her.

The sky is falling, but there are still tall people holding it up.

Fear neither heaven nor earth.

That’s because it didn’t touch Lu Yiling’s reverse scale.

Hair is one of her Achilles' heel.

From the bathroom, the sound of Xiao Jiaojiao's collapse and roaring continued to be heard.

At this time, Sikong Yan didn't have the courage to go over and check, for fear of getting into trouble.

When Xiao Jiaojiao is angry, she will attack indiscriminately.

No, it should be her husband who was attacked the most and whose life and death were in doubt.

Her hair was ruined. This big deal was like the sky falling down, and it made Xiao Jiaojiao feel sad and desperate.

So Sikong Yan didn't dare to go over to comfort her.

The howling in the bathroom lasted for two or three minutes, and then suddenly stopped.

The smile on Sikong Yan's mouth widened.

OK?

This time, it took Xiao Jiaojiao a short time to accept her current hairstyle.

better.

In the bathroom, Lu Yiling looked at his afro in the mirror and wished he could die.

Who is this ugly guy?

woo woo woo woo.

When did she become so ugly? Her hair.

Woo woo woo o(╥﹏╥)o.

After a minute of sadness, Lu Yiling tearfully used Sikong Yan's hair clippers to trim her hair into light bulbs.

Wow, so ugly.

no way.

But there was really no way to solve the problem, everything was burnt.

It's all turned into a pile of wire mesh, what's the point of keeping it?

Xiao Jiaojiao's hairstyle is close to that of her idol, yes, idol.

He is the singer who sang "Send You a Little Red Flower".

die young.

She likes Jun Ge very much and his songs very much, but even though she likes him very much, she can't appreciate his afro.

Every time I want to take action and give him a handsome hairstyle.

But there is no chance.

God is jealous of talents.

And now, an accident has put her shoulder to shoulder with her idol and having the same hairstyle.

Looking at the light bulb, Lu Yiling felt complicated.

If she were to go to Lu Yihe and Ji Tinglan with this 800-watt light bulb, she wondered if she could make them feel uncomfortable.

Anyway, she was happy when Lu Yihe was upset.

This idiot, his honeymoon is endless.

Not back yet.

Travel around the world.

Taking Ji Tinglan with me, having fun.

Lu Yiling was not envious or jealous, but she could not stand Lu Yihe's phone harassment.

Every one or two days, he would send messages to tease her.

They are all beautiful photos from all over the country and all kinds of food.

Lu Yihe sent a photo of maltose, there were two pieces of maltose.

"Little sister, do you want to eat?"

"This maltose is really good. It tastes like the ones we ate when we were kids! I bought two. I'll eat one and you can watch me eat the other!"

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine!"

"Oh, I'm so happy. This kind of happiness is something office workers and lab workers can never experience!"

“…”

Every time at this time, Lu Yiling wanted to send a lunch box to Lu Yihe.

Damn it, this guy, even after getting married, is not stable at all, he is even worse than when he was single.

So convinced.

Just deserves a beating.

We knew that she was busy in the laboratory every day and never left the house. When she was preparing top-grade spices a few days ago, she didn't even close her eyes for three days and three nights. She kept mixing the ingredients and adding herbs.

Not a single step can be wrong.

The measurement must also be accurate.

Who would have thought that at this time, Lu Yihe would still send a message to show off.

Need to clean up.

Lu Yiling gets angry every time.

But she herself didn't realize that every time she was free and exhausted, she would habitually flip through her phone to check Lu Yihe's WeChat.

He expressed disgust, but there was always a slight curve at the corner of his mouth.

Lu Yiling didn't know that Sikong Yan had long discovered the brother-sister relationship between her and Lu Yihe, which was stronger than blood.

He also asked Lu Yihe to send those WeChat messages.

Xiao Jiaojiao is too tired.

Every day in the laboratory, there was nothing to regulate her mood, and Sikong Yan was very worried about her.

I am worried both mentally and physically.

Xiao Jiaojiao at work is like a different person.

Restrained and rigorous.

He couldn't see the characteristics of the chili pepper at all. Only when he read Lu Yihe's text messages could Sikong Yan find that familiar feeling in Xiao Jiaojiao.

Because of this incident, Lu Yiling always wanted to punish Lu Yihe.

However, she has had no time in the past year.

I can only feel hatred.

This 800-watt ceiling light bulb looks a bit unpleasant.

woo woo woo woo.

o(╥﹏╥)o.

Suddenly, Lu Yiling thought of Sikong Yan outside the bathroom, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

No, in their family, there can't be one person with hair and one without hair.

If we want to be bald, let’s all be bald together.

She can’t be the only one to illuminate the married life of two people.

Now, Sikong Yan was on Xiao Jiaojiao's mind.

After a while, Sikong Yan heard Xiao Jiaojiao calling him in the bathroom.

"husband....."

"Hubby, come and help me!"

"husband!"

'....."

Hearing Xiao Jiaojiao's voice, Sikong Yan was stunned for a moment.

It's over, it's doomed.

Because just now, Sikong Yan heard the sound of a clipper in the bathroom. It was the clipper he used to cut his hair.

Xiao Jiaojiao’s hair can only be shaved and then grown again.

Maybe the hair that grows out will be even darker and more beautiful.

If Xiao Jiaojiao called him at this time, it would definitely not be a good thing.

Sikong Yan had already guessed what Lu Yiling was going to do.

Hey!

There was a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

Forget it, I'll sacrifice my life for you.

He dotes on his own wife.

Besides, Xiao Jiaojiao is having a hard time and is very tired every day, so just make her feel better.

Sikong Yan knew nothing about perfume making and couldn't help, so he tried to make Xiao Jiaojiao feel more at ease in other ways.

Sikong Yan got up from the sofa and came to Xiao Jiaojiao's dressing table.

Pick up Xiao Jiaojiao's eyebrow trimmer and just accompany her.

Sikong Yan just did this to his hair.

In a blink of an eye, the light bulb lit up brighter and brighter.

Lu Yiling held the electric shaver in his hand and called out a few times, but there was no response from Sikong Yan.

The tone was somewhat impatient.

Lu Yiling; "Sikong Yan, Sikong Yan, are you outside?"

"I'll ask you to help me!"

“…”

Sikong Yan: “Here it comes!”

“…”

Hearing the footsteps, Lu Yiling's face looked a little better.

Just as Sikong Yan pushed open the door, Lu Yiling spoke like a machine gun: "Do you want to shave it yourself, or do you want me to do it for you?"

"Whether it's voluntary or forced, the outcome won't change!"

"You have no choice!"

“…”

But when Lu Yiling finished speaking, he was dumbfounded when he saw Sikong Yan who walked in.

this....

This is so fucking!!!'