"What's wrong?" Yu Fengxing saw the little bastard looking at him unblinkingly with a subtle look, and couldn't help but look down at himself, what's wrong
He is wearing a set of gray-blue home clothes today, made of pure cotton, wrapping a tall and strong body, giving people an appearance of strength in hibernation.
In general, it was a hundred times softer than when he was wearing a suit and leather shoes.
Especially in the face of Su Xiaochen, who is suspected to be in the rebellious stage, he is more restrained and cautious.
"No." Su Xingchen shook his head, happily continuing to drink coconut milk.
The feet in the dog-toed shoes swayed regularly under the sofa where it was difficult to see, all of which indicated that Su Xiaochen was in a better mood and was very happy.
Yu Fengxing, who is so observant, has already seen Su Xiaochen's pride in his eyes.
Can't help but pull the corner of his mouth slightly.
"..." After drinking a whole cup of hot coconut milk, Su Xingchen yawned sleepily and wanted to rest.
Later, he didn't know what happened, he was dazed when Mr. Yu took away the candy pillow and the cup in his hand.
"Go in and have a rest." Mr. Yu's deep voice sounded faintly visible.
Su Xingchen couldn't resist the drowsiness, obediently swayed in, and got into the bed.
This time Su Xingchen slept very well, and when he woke up, it was already dark.
He sat up, with his long and messy hair on his head, and looked around sleepily, a little dazed.
where is this place
He didn't think of the past until he saw a tall and straight figure sitting on the sofa in the corner of the bedroom reading a book.
He went to Mr. Yu's house for summer vacation!
Su Xiaochen, who was already fully awake, looked at Yu Fengxing on the sofa in a daze.
He felt that Mr. Yu, who was reading a book under the wall lamp, had a hazy and atmospheric beauty.
The combination of these two contradictory words creates a strangely harmonious picture.
Undoubtedly, Mr. Yu is excellent and a desirable existence.
And as a good friend of Mr. Yu, he is simply a disheveled dog, Su Xingchen thought to himself with a sigh.
Su Xingchen didn't know how long he stared at Yu Fengxing, until he found a strange question: Does Mr. Yu take so long to read a page
"Are you awake?" Yu Fengxing finally raised his head, looking at the young man who had been staring at him foolishly since he woke up.
"Yeah." Su Xingchen looked at him, and then at the place beside him that hadn't been laid before: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yu, I took your bed."
"It's okay, I invited you to be our guest, you don't have to be so polite." Yu Fengxing put down the book in his hand: "Get up, change your clothes, I'll go out with you."
"Okay." Su Xingchen didn't hesitate anymore, he got off the bed and found his belly swollen, so he quickly ran into the bathroom.
After washing his face indiscriminately and combing his messy hair, Su Xingchen changed into a standard student outfit - T-shirt and jeans.
There are also solid color canvas shoes that I will wear in a while.
Not to mention, this kind of attire for Su Xiaochen is very pleasing to the eye, giving people a feeling that they are just young and red.
In short, the elderly grandparents like it the most.
Mr. Yu also liked it very much. He glanced at Su Xingchen who came out several times, but didn't say anything.
Silently waiting for Su Xiaochen to put on his shoes, he led him out.
The two walked out of the elevator door, Su Xingchen trotted to keep up, and thought in shock behind, Mr. Yu's legs are really long!
One step taken by the other party is equivalent to two steps taken by him!
What an enviable figure, Su Xingchen hopes that one day he will grow up to be like Mr. Yu.
But he looked at his wrist and felt a little unrealistic.
Mr. Yu, who took the cub out for the first time, opened the co-pilot's door, only to find that Su Xingchen hadn't come around yet.
He was startled, then his eyes fell on Su Xingchen's lap, and he didn't say anything.
"Mr. Yu! Where are we going?" Su Xingchen followed in the car and got off to have dinner. Mr. Yu dragged him into the car again.
According to his excellent memory, he leaned against the window and found that this is not the way home!
Could it be that Mr. Yu wants to take him to see the prosperity of Shanghai
Su Xingchen thought of this, and immediately built up his extravagant life in big Shanghai in his mind.
A big hand stretched out to cover Su Xingchen's wild thoughts, and gently stroked his slightly long hair: "I'll take you to get a haircut."
There are three treasures for bringing children to the city during the summer vacation, eating, buying clothes, and cutting their hair!
Because Su Xiaochen's hair was too long, he was skipped buying clothes, and Yu Fengxing took him directly to the store he often went to, and asked a familiar designer to cut Su Xiaochen's hair.
"What kind of cut do you want?" The designer was very surprised, and his probing eyes circled back and forth between Su Xingchen and Yu Fengxing, unable to understand the relationship between the two.
Hair cutting is a big deal, Su Xingchen still knows about it.
It would be bad if it was cut off, so he had to think about it.
"Student's head." Yu Fengxing said directly, completely ignoring Su Xiaochen in the mirror with his wet hair on his head and his astonished eyes.
"No, I want a handsome cut." Su Xingchen actively fought for it.
"Student head." Yu Fengxing said to the designer again, completely ignoring Su Xiaochen's appeal.
The designer Aaron nodded, he clearly understood the relationship between these two people in his clear eyes, so he naturally ignored Su Xingchen's opinion, and started working directly according to Yu Fengxing's opinion.
Su Xingchen's face is smooth and full, with handsome and youthful features. In the eyes of the designer, he has a kind of childishness that has not yet bloomed, which is really suitable for a student's haircut.
If there is no such natural youthful look on the face, and the student's hair is cut abruptly to pretend to be tender, then painting a tiger is not an anti-dog, which is very contrary to harmony.
Su Xingchen watched helplessly as the hair on his forehead was cut short by the scissors, turning into rubbish on the ground.
"Designer, I want to make a handsome cut." Su Xingchen whispered to the designer, because he saw that Mr. Yu seemed to be smoking outside.
Didn't stare at him cutting his hair!
"No, little brother." Aaron shook his head and refused, and the scissors in his hand kept cutting.
Su Xingchen pursed his lips, and said, "Why not?"
Aaron paused, and said patiently, "Because whoever pays will listen to him."
"I'll pay." Su Xingchen looked straight at the designer in the mirror: "I paid, please cut me a handsome one."
Aaron still shook his head, but there was a happy smile on his face, not counting, and he said something that made Su Xingchen angry: "I can only help you cut it cute."
Su Xingchen:? ?
Su Xingchen glared at the designer who was laughing wantonly in the mirror, then withdrew his gaze depressedly, neither looked at Aaron nor said anything.
Aaron laughed so hard that his shoulders seemed to be shaking.
Yu Fengxing, who was standing outside smoking a cigarette, casually glanced at the floor-to-ceiling windows, and saw Aaron smiling unusually.
Suddenly he thought of something, his eyebrows frowned sharply, then he extinguished the cigarette he had smoked twice on the ground, and threw it into the trash can.
For the next time, Yu Fengxing stood straight beside Su Xingchen and never left.
Su Xingchen and Aaron were shrouded in this invisible pressure, and their hearts had already exploded, thinking how this is fat four!
"Okay." Aaron said as he finished the last trim.
"Are you sure?" Su Xingchen's eyes widened after seeing the effect.
In this mirror, it looks like he is only fifteen or sixteen years old!
"Very good." Yu Fengxing nodded with satisfaction, and then went to pay.
Su Xingchen sat on the chair, and after being untied from the hairdresser's cloak, he immediately reached out to ruffle his hair, and only then did he return to his usual youthful appearance.
"Come to Shanghai for summer vacation?" Seeing that Yu Fengxing was not there, Aaron spoke to Su Xingchen again.
"Yeah." Su Xingchen nodded uninterestedly.
"What are you calling him?" Aaron pouted at Yu Fengxing who was in front of the counter.
Su Xingchen was taken aback by the question, but after realizing what Aaron meant, he kept his mouth shut and didn't say anything.
Because he suddenly felt that Mr. Yu was a very unique title.
He and Mr. Yu are not that unfamiliar.
Seeing this, Aaron thought he was still angry: "Haha, he is also doing it for your own good. After all, you are still studying, aren't you?"
Su Xingchen calmed down a little, and felt that it made sense: "Yes."
"What high school do you go to? When is the college entrance examination?" Aaron patted his little brother whose face had improved, and felt that he was simply a friend of high school students.
I saw the little brother whose face turned better just now glared at him angrily, and then stopped talking with a puffy face.
Yu Fengxing walked over quickly, pulled Su Xingchen to his side, and looked at Aaron with vigilant eyes: "What happened?"
Aaron was stared at by the little brother's parents, but he was really confused: "I..."
Did not do anything!
But looking at the expression on the little brother's face, he obviously did something...
Aaron pulls his hair!
"Let's go." Yu Fengxing put his arms around Su Xiaochen who was emotional, and immediately left the blacklisted barber shop.
Of course Su Xingchen didn't know the decision in Yu Fengxing's mind, he was just like every angel with broken wings who had his hair cut off, he was thinking about when his hair would grow back
Can it be restored in a month
How about washing your hair with beer and ginger
He didn't notice Yu Fengxing's arm resting on him, nor his dark face.
"What did he do to you just now?" Yu Fengxing bent over, covering the frightened young man sitting in the co-pilot.
"Huh?" Su Xingchen turned his head, staring blankly at Mr. Yu's flawless face against the light, lost his mind again.
If there is a face like Mr. Yu's, it can hold any hairstyle!
"Did he harass you?" Yu Fengxing said calmly, slowly tightening his fingers on the chair behind Su Xingchen, the anger and danger hidden in it was difficult to conceal.
"Harassment?" Su Xingchen thought for a while, thinking that Mr. Yu wanted to know the reason for his displeasure: "No, he just said that I look like a high school student, and that he wanted to cut my hair to be cute."
That's all the point of his being angry.
But it doesn't matter now, anyway, he will be a good guy again in a month.
"..." Yu Fengxing's face was so downcast as expected, his sharp eyes swept over Su Xiaochen's stupid face, and he thought about those dirty things of adults.
"Mr. Yu, is there a problem?" Su Xingchen saw that he still didn't leave.
"It's okay." Yu Fengxing raised his hand, intending to touch the top of Su Xingchen's hair, but he was a bit apprehensive when he remembered that his hair had just been cut.
Su Xingchen's eyes lit up, and he quickly grabbed Mr. Yu's palm, put it on his head, and rubbed it randomly regardless of left or right.
"Mr. Yu, hahaha!"
Yu Fengxing's eyes softened, and the anger aroused by the ugliness of the world was washed away by this clean and bright smile.