Ex-husband sells for 300 yuan

Bevisi's attitude was so positive that it was hard to believe that he was purely enthusiastic.

You can't really look forward to a labor fee of ten yuan at a time, right?Ling Qian is very sure that even for an ordinary family, this is only an insignificant amount of money.

After several eliminations, Ling Qian quickly came to the most reasonable conclusion.

Bei Weixi was uneasy and kind, and wanted to laugh at him.

This is undoubtedly in line with the standard mode of getting along between male bad friends.

Of course Ling Qian didn't want to give him this chance.

"No, I can do it myself." He put down his schoolbag stubbornly, "Didn't I wash it by myself yesterday?"

"And then decided to give up her hair again?" Bevisi said.

Ling Qian fell into silence.

"Why don't you want me to help you?" Bei Weixi tilted her head while hugging her chest, showing a puzzled expression, and her tone of voice was strange when she spoke, "You are really strange~"

Ling Qian was shaken.

It's awkward and unnatural.

"I can take a shower by myself, but it's inconvenient to wash my hair," he said to Bevisi.

"Don't you usually wash together?" Bevisi asked.

of course.Ling Qian always takes a quick bath. He first rubs his head with lather and then slathers his body with shower gel. Finally, he closes his eyes and stands under the shower head from head to toe. It can be done in less than 10 minutes.

After drying the body and then blow-drying the hair, it doesn't take long in total and is extremely efficient.

It is really troublesome to take a shower with one hand, but he is such an adult, and he needs another boy of the same age to wash his body, Ling Qian explodes when he thinks about it.

"I usually wash it together, but I usually don't need help from others," Ling Qian said, "Just wash my hair for me."

Bei Weixi pursed her lips and remained silent.I don't know if it was an illusion, but Ling Qian vaguely read some regret from his expression.

Facts have proved that it is not so easy for others to help wash your hair.

Ling Qian lay on the edge of the bathtub, lowered his head and pouted his buttocks, feeling like a pig waiting to be slaughtered.

"Pigs that aren't so skinny can't be sold at a good price." Bevisi stood beside him, holding the shower in one hand, and gently brushing his hair with the other hand, "Don't move around."

Ling Qian was afraid of getting his clothes wet, so he was very honest and didn't move.

He used to wash his hair in the barber shop, but he was either sitting or lying down, and he didn't feel so strongly at the mercy of others.

Fortunately, Bei Weixi was proficient in his movements, pressing his fingers on his scalp, it was unexpectedly comfortable.

"Have you studied it before?" he asked, "how come you are quite professional."

"When I'm at home, I often help my brother wash," Bevisi said, "But we take off our clothes together and sit in the shower room facing each other with a basin in the middle. I'm more proficient at washing that way. Do you want to try it?"

"No." Ling Qian refused without hesitation.

Bei Weixi seemed to smile a little, and said again: "His head is only a small one, and I can take care of it all by snoring with my hands like this. Unlike you, you have to use both hands together. This angle is very inconvenient."

While talking, he had already applied shampoo and began to massage carefully.

"You don't need to be so careful," Ling Qian said, "I wash it every day, it won't be very dirty, just rub it casually and then rinse it off."

"What's the rush, the bubbles haven't come out yet." Bei Weixi's movements were still unhurried.

Ling Qian couldn't calm down.

He can only see a small piece of the white porcelain bathtub now, which is not much different from closing his eyes.Bevisi's fingers and his breath became stronger than ever before.

"...Why can't you make foam, do you use too little shampoo?"

As he spoke, he raised his left hand and touched his head, and sure enough there wasn't much foam.

"You must be using too little shampoo!" he asserted.

"Will you?" Bevisi knocked off his hand, "Don't move around. It's fine if you can wash it clean. It's not convenient to rinse with so much shampoo."

Ling Qian quickly realized what was going on.

He kind of wants to tell Bei Weixi that there is no need to save money in this kind of place, you can use it generously in my house, and no one will blame you.

After struggling for a while, he swallowed the words again.

Bei Weixi will move out soon, this kind of living habits may not be suitable for him.

He lay down silently for a while, his scalp was massaged very comfortably, but his shoulders and neck began to feel uncomfortable.

Even if you use less shampoo, it won't take so long, right?

"It's almost ready," he urged, "if you wash it again, you'll be bald."

"You have to sleep next to me at night, and you have to wash well." Bevisi said.

Ling Qian didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Is it usually smelly?"

Bevisi was quiet for a few seconds, then finally turned on the shower again, and said, "I don't know, it's too far away. I'll take a closer look at night and tell you."

The white foam was washed down along with the warm water, swirled a few times in the bathtub, and finally flowed into the sewer.

Ling Qian squinted his eyes for a while, then quickly closed his eyes.

Water droplets mixed with foam slid down his cheeks and flowed near his eye sockets, making him a little uncomfortable.

Sure enough, it is more convenient to wash in the store.He just got extra living expenses because of his hand injury, so finding a cheaper barber shop to wash his hair every day wouldn't be a big expense, would it?

"Is it comfortable?" Bevisi rubbed his short hair gently while washing, "Tell me if it's too heavy."

"...It's okay." Ling Qian said.

He actually felt that Bei Weixi's movements were a little too light, maybe it was a habit left by washing children's hair.It also felt very comfortable, like someone was gently touching his head.

It's better not to go to the barber shop, and it may not be possible to find one that suits my heart.

Bei Weixi's fee is cheap, only ten yuan.And he won't talk endlessly and sell all kinds of unaffordable recharge cards like ordinary barbershop clerks.

Bevisi is the most cost-effective, he is cheap and good.

After washing, you have to blow dry again.

Bei Weixi is much rougher than Ling Qian in this regard, and after washing her hair, she waits for it to dry naturally.Without this habit, the operation is naturally unskilled, unfamiliar and clumsy.

Unable to use it in the bathroom, they returned to the room with the hair dryer, Ling Qian sat cross-legged on the sofa with his back facing outwards, and Belle West held the hair dryer in the back and learned to be an excellent tony teacher from scratch.

As much as Ling Qian enjoyed washing his hair, it's just as painful now.

Sometimes Bevisi put the blower too close to his scalp and blew hard at his ear holes from an inappropriate angle, and he screamed and complained from time to time.

Most of the trivial thoughts were completely covered up by the noise of the hair dryer, and Bevisi didn't notice it.Occasionally heard it, and responded with a few words, but Ling Qian couldn't hear clearly again.

He asked loudly amidst the buzzing: "What did you say!"

Bevisi also yelled at him: "Nothing!"

Because he kept fiddling back and forth during the drying process, when it was finally done, Ling Qian went back to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, always feeling that his head was a bit fluffier than usual.

He frowned, trying to press down the overly curved bangs, but the effect was not good.

"Wow, isn't this the most popular air bangs right now?" Bevisy said triumphantly, "I'm such a genius who knows nothing by himself!"

Ling Qian can't wait to get some water to suppress his bangs: "I'm not a girl! What do you want this for? You look like a fool!"

"It's a pity," Bei Wei sighed pretendingly in a suit, "I have a unique skill, but I don't get appreciated."

"...you can find a girlfriend in the future." Ling Qian said.

After he finished speaking, he secretly glanced at Bevisi through the mirror.

Bei Weixi raised her eyebrows slightly, and quickly shook her head with a smile: "It seems that it is really useless."

The implication is that I don't plan to find a girlfriend anymore.

Ling Qian's mind suddenly became active, and he spoke with unconscious excitement: "It's impossible for you not to have a girlfriend for the rest of your life, right?"

"At least I don't want to think about it now," Bevisi said, "After all, I am now..."

As he spoke, he paused unnaturally.

"A person who wants to study hard?" Ling Qian asked.

Bei Weixi shook her head and said, "I'm a married person now."

Ling Qian was taken aback.

Bei Weixi stretched out her hand and pressed on his bangs, which were still not very submissive: "What do you think about persuading my old bus girlfriend?"

Ling Qian was stunned for a while.

It wasn't until Bei Weixi left the bathroom that he came back to his senses and raised his hand to cover his forehead.

What the hell, he thought blushingly, why is this person doing this, taking advantage of others somehow, how shameless.

As dinner was approaching, Ling Fengzi, who hadn't shown up for a long time, paid a surprise visit.

She was out of town a few days ago, and she was too busy to get away. When she heard that her precious son was injured, she was worried about it, and came to visit her as soon as she got home.

Seeing that the splint used to fix Ling Qian's hand was so small and he was alive and kicking, he finally felt relieved.

Then, she cared about Qi Cheng Haomiao and asked him if he was happy living here, if he had contacted his family, and when he planned to go back.

Cheng Haomiao was shameless in front of Ling Qian, but he couldn't be so unrestrained when facing his good brother's parents, he was so embarrassed that he almost melted in place, he hesitated the whole time.

Fortunately, Bevisi quickly rescued him.

Ling Fengzi didn't miss any of them, and asked about Bei Weixi's study progress.

Before Bei Weixi could speak, Ling Qian gave a speech ahead of her, saying that Beibei has been studying very hard recently, she is studying hard every day, her progress is gratifying, and she is just around the corner to be admitted to A University.

Ling Fengzi nodded her head and listened carefully, then asked: "Qianqian, what's the matter with your bangs?"

The whole living room was silent for three seconds, Cheng Haomiao burst out laughing, and lowered his head in order to hide his distorted face.

Ling Qian remained silent, turned his head and stared at Bei Weixi.

Bei Weixi smiled awkwardly: "I just started to learn how to blow my hair, and I'm not proficient. It will be better if you practice more in the future, and I will definitely not do this again tomorrow."

At this time, he was willing to admit that there was a problem with his level, Ling Qian pouted at him, looking annoyed.

Ling Fengzi understood immediately, and her smile was actually very gratifying.

"It's good, it looks very lively," she smoothed things out casually, and looked at Bei Weixi again, "Do you find it difficult for you to study by yourself like this now? Do you want to hire a teacher for you?"

Just as Ling Qian was about to nod his head in agreement, Bei Weixi kicked him lightly from under the table.

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome. I have signed up for an online class now, and it sounds good. The current situation is very good. If there is a need, I will take the initiative to mention it. Auntie, don't worry." Bei Weixi said.

Ling Fengzi hesitated for a while, then nodded: "You are also my half son now, you must not treat yourself as an outsider, you know?"

Bei Weixi nodded: "Well, I understand."

Ling Qian frowned slightly and turned his head to look at him, but he poked him lightly from under the table again.

After that, the conversation at the dinner table quickly turned to other aspects.

Bei Weixi and Ling Fengzi had a happy conversation, but Ling Qian kept distracted and thinking about other things.

He knew that Bevisi would definitely not really regard them as "one of his own".This guy has found a suitable place the other day and will be moving out next month.

This was undoubtedly the reason why he did not want extra help with his studies.

The initial verbal agreement between the two was about to be reached soon, but Ling Qian couldn't feel any joy in his heart.

He even wanted to propose to Bei Weixi, why don't we revoke the divorce application first.In any case, the college entrance examination is still very important, first seize the opportunity, invite a good teacher to study hard, and leave after the exam is over without any worries, it is not too late.Anyway, you have to memorize your marriage history, which is not bad for you.

He thought about these over and over in his heart, and when he felt the urge, he told Bevisi at night.

The big deal is just another wedding cutscene. The blue and white design looks pretty good. It seems that preparations have already begun, so it’s not good to waste it all.

I don't care, don't you care?

"By the way, there is one thing that I forgot to mention to you."

Ling Fengzi's voice became slightly louder, pulling Ling Qian out of his thoughts.

"What's the matter?" Bevisi asked.

"Master Liao's birthday is next week," Ling Fengzi said with a smile, "Will you come with me?"

The author says:

Some children suggested that Beibei should be an entertaining game anchor.

It seems feasible to ignore too much time.

Beibei is definitely the type who is very good at creating program effects. He also talks all kinds of sweet words in order to trick the boss into giving gifts, and plays games with the local tyrants on the list. RMB.

The result is that Qianqian peeks and then gets sulky, and may even turn on the trumpet to shoot rockets in a flash of brain.

In the end, the two of them lined up awkwardly under the watchful eyes of everyone in the live broadcast, and the joint property of the husband and wife was drawn by the platform.

Beibei: Study hard, what to broadcast.