What will Mr. Koo buy today?

the other side.

The next morning, Gu Shang woke up from his sleep.

He opened his eyes, ready to face every morning face crit as usual.

Then he discovered to his horror: the face was gone, and the only thing left was the crit.

Using both hands, Gu Shang dug out his face from the curly hair like a bird's nest.

"Huh? Still coming?"

Zhao Xingluo opened his eyes sleepily, and suppressed him like a conditional launch.

"No, no, no." Gu Shang threw him off with a carp, and after looking at him for a few seconds, his vocal cords twitched.

"I can't come", Gu Shang finally stopped, "I will laugh."

Zhao Xingluo: "???"

Zhao Xingluo got up quickly, walked to the dressing table and took a look, Bi Gushang's reaction was not condescending, and he just laughed for a long time.

"What's the matter with your hair?" Gu Shang also got up with him, went to the bathroom, soaked a towel in warm water, pressed it on Zhao Xingluo's head, and asked.

"Self-roll, don't you know?" Zhao Xingluo dangled around in the towel, stretched out his hand from the gap in the towel to poke the ends of his curly hair, shrugged and said.

"I know, I know, but I usually see that your hair is quite soft." Gu Shang thought for a while and said.

Zhao Xingluo sat on the bed, pulled off the square towel, and dangled like a piao, thinking for a while.

"Ah, it's all Xiaoshang's fault." He said suddenly, then stood up from the bed and floated towards Gu Shang, muttering "I hate you so much".

Gu Shang caught him and put him in his arms, "Take it."

"Why do you say it's my fault?" Gu Shang asked while hugging Ah Piao.

"After you washed my hair yesterday, you didn't condition my hair or make a hair mask, right?" Zhao Xingluo said sullenly through the towel.

Gu Shang: "..."

"I didn't know you were such an exquisite pig boy." Gu Shang said with a perfunctory smirk on his face.

"It's not a question of whether it's delicate or not. My hair is of this type. Anyway, I need Shamat to wash, cut and blow it almost every day. It's really annoying, but Xiaoshang still has to learn this skill. As I get old, my legs and feet will become inconvenient, and my appearance as an old gentleman depends entirely on you." Zhao Xingluo said sincerely.

Gu Shang: "..."

Immediately, I felt that the pear was very big.

"Has your hair always been like this?" Gu Shang reached in from the outside of the towel and touched it.

"Well, it's very troublesome. Because of this hairstyle, I couldn't get enough sleep when I was in school." Zhao Xingluo said a little aggrieved.

Gu Shang knew that Zhao Xingluo began to correct his own personality when he was very young, and because of this, he suffered from insomnia for many years. In this case, he had to get up earlier than others to do his hair, which must be very hard.

"Okay, I will learn this skill in the future, and try to do it alone while you are asleep." Gu Shang boldly promised his sweetheart.

"Really? I'm so happy." Zhao Xingluo jumped up.

"But what to do now, I don't know if I can press it down with a wet towel." Gu Shang said, reaching out to take off Zhao Xingluo's A Piao costume.

"Wait a minute", Zhao Xingluo grabbed Gu Shang's wrist.

Gu Shang: "???"

"Don't you want to play?"

"What are you playing?" Gu Shang asked with a question mark on his face.

"Put a red scarf on my head, don't you really want to play the bride game?" Zhao Xingluo's voice was full of anticipation.

Gu Shang: "..."

"I think it might be that winter is coming soon. The towels in your hotel seem to be for the atmosphere, and the colors are all Christmas colors." Gu Shang took =. ='s expression stated, "Red and green, I don't pick red, do you want me to pick green?"

Zhao Xingluo: "..."

"Alright then." Zhao Xingluo said, reaching out and grabbing a corner of the towel.

"Wait a while." Gu Shang swallowed his saliva, feeling a little moved.

"Play... let's play."

Zhao Xingluo: "..."

Say no with your mouth, but your body is very honest.

"Do you use your hands directly? Or do you need something long?" Gu Shang looked around.

"Why do your words sound a bit dirty." Zhao Xingluo said in the towel.

Gu Shang: "..."

It is impossible to follow your words, it is impossible in this life, I have suffered a lot in this, Gu Shang thought to himself.

He went to rummage in the cloakroom and found that there was a riding outfit with a riding whip on the shelf.

"This should work." Gu Shang took off the whip, tried it in his hand, and it felt good.

He was about to go back to the bedroom when he heard a knock on the door, accompanied by the prompt of "room service".

Gu Shang opened the door and waited for the staff to bring in the breakfast. At the same time, Zhao Xingluo floated out of the bedroom wearing a red towel and said, "Is it still okay?"

Gu Shang: "..."

staff member:"……"

The staff looked at Mr. Zhao who was wearing a towel, and then at Mr. Gu who was holding a whip in his hand, and suddenly remembered a famous saying in the industry that came from an unknown senior.

"When you open the door of Mr. Zhao's room, no matter what you see, just treat it as if you didn't see it."

"I wish you a pleasant meal." The staff placed the meal without changing face and heartbeat, and exited the gate of the new world.

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After playing the bride game, Zhao Xingluo's hairstyle remained unchanged except that Gu Shang had turned into liquid, and he still stubbornly played the role of a bird's nest, so he had to do it himself again.

Gu Shang was waiting for himself to return to the solid state, and he had nothing to do lying on the bed, so he contacted a stylist he had worked with many times, and asked him about the details of various self-made papers in detail. Use and maintenance.

After a lot of hard work, Gu Shang believed that he had mastered the essence of modeling, so he proposed to Zhao Xingluo his willingness to practice.

Zhao Xingluo: "..."

I have a sense of foreboding, but if I blatantly refuse my boyfriend to play with my hair, what if he gets awkward and refuses to play with his other parts?

Zhao Xingluo agreed based on the principle of fairness and justice.

Because the hotel where they stayed had a hairdressing center, it was easy for Zhao Xingluo to ask for a complete set of washing, cutting and drying supplies for Gu Shang.

"Mr. Zhao, if you want to do styling, you can just come here." The person in charge of the beauty center said repeatedly, "Our hair stylists and stylists here have served many celebrities."

"Thank you, there's no need, as long as the tools are enough." Zhao Xingluo carried away a whole set of tools concisely.

The person in charge of the grooming center: "..."

It seems that the urban legend is very likely to be true, no matter what you see, just pretend that you don't see it.

The person in charge of the beauty center took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and nodded secretly.

After Gu Shang got the full set of supplies, after taking a bath at night, he let Zhao Xingluo sleep on a very comfortable massage chair and started to operate by himself.

"Don't worry, you can just go to sleep. If I can do it well, you can sleep a little longer in the morning." Gu Shang promised again and again with genius-like confidence.

Zhao Xingluo: "..."

Zhao Xingluo closed his eyes and turned his heart, and actually fell asleep.

After a long time, when he felt that he was about to wake up naturally, he was patted awake.

"Forehead……"

Gu Shang said "Ah" a few times, always looking hesitant to speak, Zhao Xingluo's heart tightened when he heard it.

So he ran to the front of the dressing table as fast as he could.

Then he felt his eyes go dark again, as if a mosaic had been automatically applied.

He looked back at Gu Shang in despair.

Gu Shang: "..."

"I gave up this project, and I promise I will never touch your hair again." Gu Shang swore to the sky.

"Really?" Zhao Xingluo approached him with a standard killer hair.

"I can swear." Gu Shang nodded.

Zhao Xingluo looked back at himself in the mirror again, puzzled.

What kind of black technology did my boyfriend use to make such an aristocratic hairstyle?Could it be that he used to do a haircut business at the entrance of the village under the pseudonym Master Wang?

"Are you okay?" Gu Shang walked over cautiously, and patted Zhao Xingluo's back that looked battered.

Zhao Xingluo turned around, looked at him affectionately, and sang when he disagreed.

"Braces Girl~Naihe Beauty~"

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The breath of nobility blows