Can a general do whatever he wants?

Facing those swaying light-colored pupils, Yan Yue saw himself reflected in them, gray and pale cheeks, red and dry eyes, it was the first time that he wanted to be redeemed so strongly, through her girl In her eyes, everything he didn't know about himself seemed to be locked in "her" eyes.

Facing "her" tough eyes, the flame of anger was extinguished in an instant...

It may be helpless.

"That's all you want me to do."

Chen Ming nodded excitedly.

"Help me put it on."

Chen Ming changed Yan Yue into the suit he chose.Although it was spring, the breath of winter did not fade away. Chen Ming didn't dare to let Yan Yue wear too thin, and he even chose a fleece windbreaker for him.

He helped Yan Yue up with difficulty, and fixed his back against the back of the bed.First, he took off his shirt. It's not that Chen Ming didn't wear clothes for other men, but it was the first time he saw someone as strong and strong as the young master of the Yan family.Every muscle seems to be floating.

"Look at what?"

Yan Yue lowered his eyebrows and looked at the little girl with the most gentle eyes.

The girl got very close, and he could clearly see every eyelash of "her", which was very thin, long and fragile.

The upright Chen Ming poked Yan Yue's abdominal muscles, raised his head and said "very good" with exaggerated lip language.

It looks hilarious.

It would be better if this small mouth could make a sound, Yan Yue thought regretfully.But he still expressed his gratitude to Chen Ming's praise.

Chen Ming smiled at him and continued to change his clothes.The movements are very skilled, unlike the first time.

"Did you often help others change clothes?"

Chen Ming nodded with his head buried.

Yan Yue hummed and did not continue to ask.He felt that this little girl's previous life must have been difficult, and he no longer wanted to reveal her past, and the atmosphere between them fell into silence.

After changing his clothes, Chen Ming looked at Yan Yue, rolled up his wide sleeves and crossed his waist, with a proud expression on his face that he had finished a great creation.

But the sleeves are too wide and the arms are too thin.The cuffs slid down to the wrists again.

Yan Yue thinks such a little girl is very cute.

Lovely is cute, Yan Yue turned his attention back to the suit that the little girl picked out for him, it wasn't his favorite style or even a bit unfashionable, but it was passable.

While Yan Yue was examining the suit he had chosen for him, Chen Ming was also admiring this man.

Sure enough, he was very mature, completely different from himself.When not smiling, he has a serious and gentle face, and when smiling, he has the calmness and gentleness that an adult should have.His brows are deep, his eyes are like an abyss... just... Is the hair a little long...

Only then did Chen Ming notice that Yan Yue's hair had grown to his neck.He leaned in and twisted the black hair on Yan Yue's collarbone, frowning, dissatisfied with its length.

Chen Ming's cute reaction made Yan Yue laugh out loud: "It's time to cut your hair, no matter what you do, you can't surpass the girl."

This is Xiao Chen Ming with short hair.

But this joke is neither painful nor itchy to Chen Ming...

Is it weird for men to have short hair?Speaking of which, it's strange that Young Master Yan's hair is so long!

"Unhappy?"

Yan Yue regretted laughing at Chen Ming's short hair.

Chen Ming shook his head and said no.

……

"Then girl, help me cut it."

Ok?

How could Chen Ming cut his hair, absolutely not, he waved his hand and refused.

"Are you afraid? I'm not even afraid."

The aggressive method used by adults...

It is very useful for Chen Ming.

The final result is not optimistic... Yan Yue looked at himself reflected in the bronze mirror Chen Ming was holding.

This hair, as expected...is ugly.

Can't blame the little girl, Yan Yue sighed and said: "There is a hat on the hanger, use that."

He didn't think he was wrong for helping Yan Yue put his hat on.

You asked me to cut it yourself. I refused it. You insisted on it. Don’t blame me if it’s broken.