Future Shennong Space

"Okay, open your eyes." A lazy voice said in my ear.

Ji Mingxiao opened his eyes, and soon, the person in the mirror in front of him showed a surprised expression.

"Hmph, even if it's just a haircut, it depends on who cuts it." Seeing Ji Mingxiao's expression, the lazy one immediately became proud, "How is it? Perfect!"

"Yes," Ji Mingxiao nodded honestly to his boast, "very good."

I thought he was an unreliable stylist, but I didn't expect to wrong him. His skills are really not so good.

The hair is just cut short, and there is almost no deliberate change, but it seems that the temperament of the whole person has changed.

His hair is thin and soft. It used to look messy when it was long. It covered his head limply without any shape. In addition, his face was small and almost half of his face was covered. The whole person looked very ugly. Spirit.

But now, the hair has been cut short and layered. It is no longer limply attached to the head, but fluffy like some kind of fluffy animal.

The forehead and eyes are also exposed, and it looks more energetic.

Looking at it this way, the body actually looks pretty good.The forehead is full, and the face is oval-shaped, but the chin is slightly round, and the apple muscles are even, giving people a very cute feeling.Although the complexion is pale, the skin is fine, with almost no pores visible, the eyes are large and beautifully shaped, and with the delicate nose and lips, the whole person looks quite delicate.

Ji Mingxiao blinked, and then blinked again.

Why does he seem to be a different person again, looks younger than his actual age, and has no attack power at all.

"Oh, I can't take it anymore!" A strong force suddenly fell on his shoulder, his face was held, and "Jiu Jiu Jiu" was kissed several times on the forehead.

Ji Mingxiao was suddenly dumbfounded.

"It's so cute, I'm so discerning! I saw you right away in the crowd!" The voice of the stylist who was already considered reliable was rippling, "As expected, only I can discover the dusty pearl~"

Two lumps of soft things were stuck to his body, Ji Mingxiao's face turned red when he thought of what they were.

Struggling to push him away, he was still rubbed twice on the head, and his newly-made hairstyle was messed up.

Ji Mingxiao wants to take back the original words, this guy is not reliable at all!

Maybe it was really outrageous, and finally someone rescued him.

"Sue, the reservation guest has arrived!"

The unreliable stylist named Sue reluctantly withdrew his hand that was still going to rub his head, and shouted at the entrance of the second floor: "Got it! Go there right now!"

Ji Mingxiao heaved a sigh of relief, Sue took out a business card and handed it to him, winking at him.

"I will serve you for free today, and you can come to me next time if you need it. Remember to make an appointment in advance~"

Ji Mingxiao took the business card, carefully put it away, and thanked, "Yes, thank you today."

Although the personality is a bit unreliable, but the technology is really good.

Sue went to the entrance on the second floor and blew him a kiss before walking up the stairs.

When he was leaving, Ji Mingxiao went to the counter to pick up the skateboard he kept, and the young man at the counter looked at him strangely. Seeing that he was really puzzled, he pointed to his forehead to signal him.

Ji Mingxiao turned his head to look at the mirror next to him, and couldn't help being embarrassed: there were several bright red lip prints clearly printed on his forehead.

He immediately reached out to rub it, and the young man handed him a wet wipe sympathetically.

"You don't mind, Sue has this temper, but he is the chief stylist in the store, and his level is very good, just bear with it a little bit."

chief?

"Is your chief stylist running to solicit customers?"

"Oh," the young man shrugged nonchalantly. "Usually he is on the second floor, waiting for customers to make appointments. Today, he had a fight with the boss and ran out to solicit customers."

Ji Mingxiao was speechless immediately.

When he picked up the skateboard and was about to go home, Ji Mingxiao received a message that the machine he ordered had arrived.

"We have to rush to deliver the next courier. Should we leave it at the door for you, or wait until tomorrow to sign for it?" the courier boy asked cheerfully.

Thinking that he was going home soon, Ji Mingxiao didn't plan to wait until the next day to get the things, so he directly asked to leave them at the door, and then signed for receipt on the terminal.

I specially took a taxi to go back, and it only took about 10 minutes, but as soon as I entered the lobby on the first floor, Ji Mingxiao was embarrassed again.

The patrol robot of the building stood at the door, the eyes were constantly flashing red, and there were two large boxes behind it...

It turned out that it was placed at this door, and the courier was too unreliable!

Speaking of which, why did I run into unreliable people today (⊙﹏⊙)b

Ji Mingxiao apologized repeatedly and said that he was not an example, so he calmed down the robot who kept shouting that he violated the regulations.

Picking up the smaller box, after moving a few steps with difficulty, Ji Mingxiao put down the box and began to pant - the box was too heavy.

He tried to ask the robot to help him, but it simply turned around and continued to patrol.

Convex!As a robot, do you want to be so capricious!

After the robot left, Ji Mingxiao sat on the box, worrying about the other box, his stamina was almost smashed to pieces.

When I was struggling in every possible way, a question sounded like the sound of nature behind me: "Do you need help?"

"Ah, yes." He hurriedly stood up and turned around.

Still only see each other's chest.He froze for a moment, then looked up to see his face.

It was his tall neighbor who asked the question.

It turns out that he also has black hair, which makes Ji Mingxiao, who has been seeing all kinds of colorful hair recently, feel a little kind.

However, the facial features are still the characteristics of Westerners, as if carved by a knife. They are not handsome, but they look very tough.The eyes are dark blue and look sharp, giving people a sense of oppression.And now those eyes were looking at him questioningly.

"Uh," Ji Mingxiao scratched his head in embarrassment, turned his body sideways, and showed two boxes to his neighbor.

"If you can, please help me lift these two boxes into the elevator, they are too heavy."

The man came over, reaching out to carry the box to test the weight, then he paused, turned his head slightly and glanced at Ji Mingxiao, his eyes were very subtle.

Ji Mingxiao was baffled, but saw him stretch out his hand to grab another box, and easily carried the two boxes into the elevator at the same time with one hand.

...Well, he probably knew what that look meant.

Disappointed, Ji Mingxiao hugged his skateboard and followed his neighbor into the elevator, and then took the initiative to press the button on the 18th floor.

"Do you need to send me to your room?"

Neighbors broke the awkward atmosphere in the elevator.

Ji Mingxiao didn't bother himself this time, and simply nodded, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Next time, you can directly ask the courier to deliver the items to the balcony."

"Eh? Is it possible?" Ji Mingxiao was surprised.

The neighbor didn't answer, but just looked at him calmly.

Well, Ji Mingxiao shut up, he has no common sense again.

Thanks to the future technology, the balcony can be freely converted from closed to open, and many people park the suspension car directly through the balcony.Although their place here is relatively small and there is no indoor parking space at all, but it is still no problem to use a hover car to deliver goods from the balcony.

However, why did this person's eyes put so much pressure on him? It was like meeting the dean of the school when he was a student.

The elevator door opened, and the neighbor helped him carry the box directly into the house, then nodded, turned and left neatly.

Now he is not like the dean, but more like the instructors he met during military training.