"In view of your good performance recently, I can reward you once first."
Song Ci blinked.
How did it become a reward for her
Well, that's indeed the hairstyle she likes.
"Then... let's go now."
"Okay, how about getting your hair done first and then taking wedding photos?"
Song Ci's eyes lit up and he nodded eagerly like a little animal that had received a reward.
Jiang Xingzhou suddenly felt soft in his heart, rubbed her head and said, "Let's go."
“Yeah!”
Song Ci kissed Jiang Xingzhou happily, then turned around and ran to pick up her small bag and prepare to go out.
When he reached the entrance, Jiang Xingzhou suddenly stopped.
"Song Song, should we change our clothes?"
"ah?"
Jiang Xingzhou tugged at her clothes: "Change into something nice for the photo."
Song Ci realized that the wedding photos of others on the Internet showed them all wearing white shirts.
Then shouldn't they also change into a white shirt
"Okay." She happened to have several white shirts.
I have never seen Jiang Xingzhou wearing a white shirt, so Song Ci asked: "Do you have a white shirt?"
Jiang Xingzhou recalled and it was true. Last year, they bought white shirts together in their dormitory for the interview.
But he didn't like to wear it because it was troublesome and he had to button a row of buttons every time. So he stopped wearing it after the interview.
"have."
So both of them changed into white shirts inside.
Coincidentally, they both wore the same white shirts, which matched well.
Song Ci wore a vest over his shirt and then a down jacket.
Jiang Xingzhou simply wore a shirt and a down jacket, relying entirely on his righteousness to keep warm.
Fortunately, shopping malls now have everything, and it’s warmer inside, so you won’t feel cold.
They went to the barber shop first. It was a weekday and there weren't many people in the shop, and there weren't many people lining up in front of them.
The two of them sat side by side on the sofa. Jiang Xingzhou looked at the woman who was getting her hair permed and asked Song Ci in a low voice, "Song Song, do you want to get your hair done, too?"
Song Ci looked up, followed his gaze, was stunned for a moment, and shook her head.
"No, it's too much trouble. Just do it a long time ago."
"Okay, I'll go wash my hair first."
Jiang Xingzhou got up and followed the clerk to wash his hair. Song Ci sat on the sofa by herself. After a moment of silence, she stood up and went to find Jiang Xingzhou.
Jiang Xingzhou was lying on his back while the clerk was washing his hair.
He had his eyes closed, but suddenly he opened them as if he had sensed something.
The figure of Song Ci appeared in his sight.
He was watching it backwards, and this angle was somewhat fatal, but Song Ci still held his gaze.
"Why don't you sit there and rest?" he asked.
Song Ci pouted and said nothing.
Jiang Xingzhou compromised immediately.
Okay, this is social phobia again.
"Then come over here." He waved his hand, asking Song Ci to walk around the clerk and come to his right side.
Song Ci obediently walked around and stood to his right side.
Jiang Xingzhou reached out and grabbed her little hand, stroking it gently.
"Since you're so well behaved, I'll give you a different hairstyle next time."
Song Ci's eyes lit up again in an instant.
This condition is really attractive.
But there were shop assistants here, and it would be embarrassing for Jiang Xingzhou to say that she was well-behaved.
She glanced at the clerk quietly. The clerk was concentrating on washing Jiang Xingzhou's hair and did not look up at her.
Her ears turned red as she held Jiang Xingzhou's hand with her backhand, pinched his palm like Jiang Xingzhou did, and responded to him with a soft "hmm".
Soon, Jiang Xingzhou's hair was washed. Song Ci let go of his hand and stood aside obediently watching him sit up.
He didn't let the clerk wipe his hair, but wiped it himself with a towel.
After getting up, he pushed Song Ci back to sit on the sofa in the waiting area.
Song Ci helped him put on his down jacket with concern. He had just taken it off to wash his hair.
Jiang Xingzhou turned around and said, "Song Song, did you just throw away my clothes?"
Song Ci was stunned for a moment.
Well, yes.
She threw away Jiang Xingzhou's clothes.
Jiang Xingzhou's clothes were left alone on the sofa.
Her cheeks turned pink, and there was a hint of shyness in her eyes, and she felt extremely embarrassed.
"I'm sorry."
Jiang Xingzhou chuckled and was about to raise his hand to pinch her cheek, but then he remembered that his hands were a little wet. Song Ci was wearing makeup, and it would be bad if he ruined her makeup, so he patted Song Ci's head instead.
"Why are you so nervous? I didn't say anything."
Song Ci glared at her, looked at his wet hair, and couldn't help but stroke it.
Wet my hands.
She shook his hand and patted his pants under Jiang Xingzhou's gaze.
Jiang Xingzhou: “.”
Song Ci took the initiative: "Hurry up and dry your hair, there is still a lot of water."
Jiang Xingzhou smiled helplessly: "Okay."
While Jiang Xingzhou was drying his hair, Song Ci pursed her lips and smiled secretly, then patted her hot cheeks.
Suddenly, she remembered something.
"Jiang Jiang." she called.
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
Jiang Xingzhou wiped his hair, turned his head and looked over, asking curiously.
Song Ci reached out and lifted Jiang Xingzhou's hair, and found the pimple according to the location she remembered.
She asked, "My makeup has come off my pimples and I can't cover them anymore."
The smile on Jiang Xingzhou's face suddenly froze.
Jiang Xingzhou: “???”
His pimples are covered with white.
unwise.
It was a huge mistake.
"How about... we go cover it up later when we get home?" He even felt guilty saying this.
Song Ci smiled with her eyes curved, and said her favorite cold words in the sweetest tone.
"No~"
"Song Song~"
"You can't act like a spoiled child."
Song Ci felt a little happy.
Today she said Jiang Xingzhou is not allowed to act like a spoiled child~
Humph!
But it made her very angry!
"Okay," Jiang Xingzhou shrugged, "I'll ask the barber to cover it for me later."
Song Ci suddenly raised his hand and touched it again.
She pressed it gently and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Jiang Xingzhou didn't understand why, but he still shook his head obediently: "It doesn't hurt."
"Then don't cover it. It's so small that you can't see it at all."
She moved her little butt a little closer to Jiang Xingzhou, put her cheek close to him, raised her hand to push aside the loose hair on her temples, and showed it to Jiang Xingzhou.
"Look, I have a mole here too. It's so big that you can't even see it. Don't cover it up."
Jiang Xingzhou was a little curious.
This location is too secluded.
This was the first time he knew that Song Ci had a mole next to his ear.
He reached out and touched it.
"cute."
Song Ci: “?”
"Don't use adjectives so frivolously." She pulled back and pouted.
Jiang Xingzhou smiled brightly and continued to wipe his hair, but his eyes were always staring at Song Ci with a smile.
"It's really cute." He insisted.
Song Ci turned around and ignored him.
How can one describe a mole as cute
Just then the last person in line stood up, and she turned back angrily: "It's your turn."
"ah?"
"Haircut."
"Oh," Jiang Xingzhou stood up, "Song Song, give me that photo."
“… Ouch.”
Song Ci found the photo again from his mobile phone and handed it to Jiang Xingzhou.
"this."
Jiang Xingzhou took her mobile phone to the "execution ground".
I hope this teacher Tony can be more helpful.
He didn't even cut his hair, he just styled it. My uncle should forgive him.
Jiang Xingzhou prayed silently in his heart and showed the look to Teacher Tony.
Teacher Tony has received many customers like him who brought photos of celebrities to get the same hairstyle.
However, celebrity hairstyles are all specially customized, and coupled with the celebrities’ good looks, the public thinks they can also have the same hairstyle and look just as good.
Generally speaking, there are more failures than successes in this kind of situation.
Most of the successful ones are good-looking.
To put it bluntly, it all depends on your face.
When he saw Jiang Xingzhou, he was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that such a handsome guy could be so vulgar and pursue the same hairstyle as celebrities.
Coincidentally, Song Ci followed with the down jacket that Jiang Xingzhou had taken off again. She looked at Jiang Xingzhou in the mirror, stared at him for a moment, and then looked away.
Teacher Tony took a look.
Wow. Got it.
This is my girlfriend chasing stars.
Fortunately, she knows how to find a partner, and her boyfriend is handsome, so this hairstyle can definitely support her.
Teacher Tony's hands were ready to move.
So he started to do Jiang Xingzhou's hairstyle. Song Ci looked at it for a few seconds, but was always in the way. Jiang Xingzhou urged her to sit back on the sofa.
This time, she obediently held Jiang Xingzhou's clothes and ran to the corner to sit down, staring at every move here without blinking.
Teacher Tony is quite skilled. Jiang Xingzhou looked at his hairstyle gradually taking shape in the mirror and thought he was very handsome.
Soon, the hairstyle was done and Jiang Xingzhou looked at himself in the mirror.
Who is this handsome guy in the mirror
It's him~
Song Ci saw the right moment and ran over, and laughed when she saw Jiang Xingzhou's hairstyle in the mirror.
It looks really good.
She is still very good at choosing hairstyles.
She glanced at Jiang Xingzhou sheepishly, and saw Jiang Xingzhou in the mirror raising his eyebrows and looking at her with a teasing expression.
Song Ci glared at him, this guy finally got up.
After paying, the two of them left.
"This hairstyle is disposable for daily use." Jiang Xingzhou said as he zipped up his pants.
"Then take a few more photos as a commemoration." Song Ci gave him some advice.
Jiang Xingzhou: “…”
Is that what he meant
never mind.
"Let's go take wedding photos."
"Hmm~"
"Song Song, do you have a wedding dress you like? Come and take a look. Let's go take wedding photos when it gets warmer."
Song Ci's cheeks blushed again. She didn't expect Jiang Xingzhou to suddenly bring this up.
She nodded: "Then I'll go back and take a look."
"Well, we'll shoot in whatever format you like."
"good!"
The two of them soon arrived at a place where they could take pictures.
"Let's take more pictures and choose the best ones," said Jiang Xingzhou.
Good thing, Song Ci naturally wouldn't say anything: "Okay."
The two of them cooperated very well and took several sets of serious photos.
After taking these photos, Jiang Xingzhou urged Song Ci to take a lot of inappropriate photos.
Song Ci was a little restrained, so he didn't shoot any scenes that were too funny, but Jiang Xingzhou was still very satisfied with the finished film.
Especially that group where both of them were smiling particularly happily.
They were so happy that it was visibly visible, and their joy almost overflowed the screen. The boss even said that they were the happiest people he had ever seen laughing.
This made Song Ci feel a little proud and happy.
I have to say that some of the stores in the mall are very well arranged.
After two photo studios, there is a flower shop.
Jiang Xingzhou naturally led Song Ci into the store.
"Give me a bouquet of red roses." He said to the clerk, then turned to Song Ci and asked, "Song Song, is there anything you want?"
Song Ci blinked, a little confused.
Aren’t the roses Jiang Xingzhou bought for her
Hmm.
Jiang Xingzhou knew what she was thinking as soon as she looked at her expression. Jiang Xingzhou smiled and said, "The red roses are given to you by me. Now I ask you what you want. If it is what you want, I will buy it for you. It is different. Do you understand?"
Song Ci's expression was a little dazed, as if he understood but not quite.
However, I always wonder if Jiang Xingzhou secretly read some books for further study
But looking at the flowers all over the store, Song Ci's mood couldn't help but become better.
The beautiful flowers blooming before my eyes are so beautiful.
Song Ci looked at the roses of various colors and became conflicted.
"What's the matter?"
"These flowers are so beautiful, I want them all."
"Then make a colorful bouquet. It's not that difficult."
Song Ci was instantly shocked by his idea.
Oh, I forgot, the bouquet doesn't have to be of the same variety or color of flowers, she can choose freely.
Song Ci became happy instantly.
"Then I want roses of all these colors. One of each, is that okay?"
"sure."
The clerk was right next to them, and couldn't help but smile in support of the couple when he heard their conversation.
Boys are very good at it.
She went up to the two customers very professionally and quickly picked out the roses to pack.
Soon, a bouquet of colorful roses was packed and delivered to Song Ci.
Jiang Xingzhou held the bouquet of roses he bought, paid the bill and went out, then gave it to Song Ci.
"Hey, happy wedding, Song Song."
"Ah? But aren't we going to get the marriage certificate the day after tomorrow?" Song Ci took the bouquet with a red face and held it in her arms.
"Send it in advance. I'll take you to buy a new one the day after tomorrow after you get the certificate. A bigger one."
"Oh, then... Jiang Xingzhou, happy wedding." Song Ci handed over her bouquet of colorful roses.
Jiang Xingzhou hugged the flowers Song Ci handed over with a smile: "How can you give flowers like this? Besides, I'm a man, why should I give flowers to you?"
Song Ci frowned, freed her right hand to grab Jiang Xingzhou's clothes, and pulled him back to the flower shop.
"Boss, can you give me a bouquet of roses? The same as this one." She pointed to the bouquet in her arms.
The boss was a little surprised. Didn’t these two just buy it? They were still holding it. Why did they come back again
"Yes, sure." She looked at Jiang Xingzhou behind Song Ci with some uncertainty.
Jiang Xingzhou said with a smile: "Didn't you just buy it?"
"It's different." Song Ci said seriously, "Just now you said you gave it to me, now I give it to you, why can't boys be given flowers?"
"Ah?" Jiang Xingzhou was stunned.
The florist understood immediately.
This young couple is quite interesting.
Especially girls.
But the girl is right.
Boys can also be given flowers.
Not only girls can receive bouquets prepared by their lovers, boys can too.
Only when there is give and take can things last long.
"Okay, sir, I'll pack it for you now."
Song Ci suddenly called her back and changed the topic, "Please pack me one that is twice as big as this."
She turned back and asked Jiang Xingzhou: "Jiang Jiang, what kind of bouquet do you want?"
Jiang Xingzhou: “…”
"Let's have a colorful one."
"good!"