What is it like to have a sand sculpture blood wife?

Chapter 182 184. Have you washed your hands in the toilet?
"Xia Yuan, what do you think of my hair?"

Ying Sitong was sitting on a chair, and before the broadcast started, she brushed her hair with her hands.

Xia Yuan was slightly taken aback.

Because when Ying Sitong pulled her hair up, she could clearly see her fair neck.

The side face of the beautiful young woman of the blood race is perfect, the head shape is full and three-dimensional, and the outline of the face is clear. Against the backdrop of the neck, the color of the lips is bright and red, which makes people want to go forward and kiss .

Xia Yuan silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva, not daring to look at her, but said duplicity:

"You're not a good-looking anchor, you're a faceless competitive person, why do you care about your hair?"

Ying Sitong's eyes froze, as if he wanted to kill him.

This incomprehensible man.

"So, it doesn't matter if I'm bald?"

Xia Yuan hesitated for a moment, but did not refute her, and Ying Sitong's bald head automatically filled his mind.

Although a bald head is the highest standard for testing appearance, he still can't imagine what kind of picture it is.

After brainstorming for two seconds, Xia Yuan couldn't help shivering.

"Forget it, don't be bald."

"Hmph, I think you just want to see me with a bald head." Ying Sitong pouted, guessing that Xia Yuan had already automatically imagined the image of her bald head in her brain.

But she didn't have too much expectation for Xia Yuan, this guy doesn't know much about aesthetics.

"Although I'm wearing a mask, this thing alone can't cover up my prosperous beauty." Ying Sitong stroked (dáo chì) her hair back and forth.

Xia Yuan glanced back, "I don't know if it was prosperous or not, but the beauty is still beautiful."

"Hmph, that's about the same."

Ying Sitong was quite satisfied with his answer, and felt much happier.

But Xia Yuan immediately added a sentence——

"I'm talking about your filter."

"Xia Yuan, do you want to suffer... um..."

Before Ying Sitong finished speaking, Xia Yuan blocked her mouth.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Xia Yuan laughed wantonly, thinking this guy is really cute.

"You know how to bully me, and you're happy when you're angry with me, right?" Ying Sitong was very dissatisfied with him.

"You don't understand." Xia Yuan said with a smile, "I'm afraid that once I admit it, you will drift away, and someone must pull you back a little, so that the kite can fly higher and farther."

"I don't believe it, you bad silver."

"Then let me tell the truth."

Xia Yuan said in a helpless tone.

Ying Sitong's heart immediately became tense, and she looked at him motionless.

Xia Yuan pinched her little chin, "You have to see through my stubbornness, idiot."

"what?"

"Hey, it's hopeless, this straight girl of steel."

Xia Yuan shook his head, ready to leave the bedroom.

Yes, you have to see through my stubbornness. Although I didn't praise you for your good looks, my eyes and body movements should be very honest.

Moreover, if you find out that I love you so deeply, won't I lose face in the future?
At that time, don't you want to wipe as much blood as you want?

"What the hell?"

Ying Sitong was still confused.

Seeing that Xia Yuan was about to leave the bedroom to make room for her live broadcast, Ying Sitong quickly grabbed him.

"Hey, don't go yet."

"what?"

Xia Yuan turned around in confusion.

Ying Sitong took out a pair of scissors from the drawer and handed it to Xia Yuan, which made him even more terrified.

"Why is this?"

The scissors in his hand looked shiny and sharp.

"Aren't we going to take wedding photos in a few days?" Ying Sitong brushed her long hair around her ears with her hands, and looked at him with innocent big watery eyes, "You said I look good with long hair What about short hair?"

"I think……"

Xia Yuan looked around her, and Ying Sitong also made the movements of gathering and letting down her hair very cooperatively, letting him take a closer look.

After watching for a while, Xia Yuan's expression became particularly hesitant.

The current Ying Sitong has medium-length straight hair and slanted bangs. Her lolita reveals the temperament of Yujie. Her super good looks make people ignore the influence of her hair and become sweet and salty.

"Your hair looks pretty good now." Xia Yuan said.

Ying Sitong was not particularly satisfied with his answer, so she raised her long hair with both hands and said, "Come on, give me some scissors, let's take a look."

Xia Yuan looked at her with some horror, "Shall I cut it? What if it breaks?"

"Oh, that's right, let me do it."

Ying Sitong took the scissors from his hand, and cut her hair short with two clicks.

Xia Yuan stared at her dumbfounded.

I wonder if this guy has a big heart?
I don't know how long it will take for this black and beautiful hair to grow back after being cut. Can I still take wedding photos?
"How about it?"

Ying Sitong blinked her big eyes.

"How about ignoring my rough back and just talking about the front face?"

She brushed her short hair by her ear.

"Good-looking, short hair looks good, there is a feeling of bright eyes."

Xia Yuan sighed, what else can I say, I have cut it all, and I can only say that your short hair looks good, otherwise how can you take this wedding photo?
However, Ying Sitong's short hair is really pretty, it looks youthful and lively, which suits her very well.

This may be that as long as the face value is good, any hairstyle can be easily controlled.

"Hmph. I don't believe it. Why are you sighing if you look good?" Ying Sitong wrinkled her little nose.

"This……"

Xia Yuan thought that I sighed not because it was not good-looking, but because I felt that there was no turning back when I opened the bow.

He was about to speak when a strange scene happened in the room——

Ying Sitong's eyes were slightly opened, and there was a slight red light in her eyes. At the same time, the hair on the back of her was growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In less than half a minute, the hair has grown to the waist.

The scene in front of me is really breathtaking.

Fortunately, Xia Yuan is also a person who has seen the world, otherwise, he might be frightened and faint, thinking that it is the arrival of Zhenzi.

"What is this, a new skill?"

Xia Yuan stretched out his hand, touched her long hair, and found that it was real.

No.

It was true.

"That's right." Ying Sitong nodded, "But you can only control the growth, you can't make it shorter or style it. Otherwise, you can save a lot of money on hairdressing."

How stingy are you?

Xia Yuan rolled his big eyes inwardly.

"Don't donate your hair to others."

Xia Yuan clicked his lips, and suddenly found another way to make a fortune.

"Yeah, it seems to me that there are people who specialize in collecting girls' hair, especially the long and high-quality hair. You can start a wholesale business and sell a hundred or eighty hairs a day. Aren't we happy? ?”

Ying Sitong gave him two supercilious eyes, and didn't want to talk to him at all.

This kind of man is still thinking about playing tricks on his wife, it is really hopeless.

……

Played for a while in the afternoon.

When it was time for dinner at night, Xia Yuan suddenly had a craving for spicy crayfish, and a few people were also a little greedy, so they ordered four crayfish takeaways, which added up to 4 kg.

Although it is said to be 4 kilograms, in fact, after removing the thick shrimp shells, there may not be much meat left behind.

Several people chatted while eating crayfish.

Ying Sitong said, "Did you know that there is a kind of person in the eating chicken called little deaf and blind. Deaf is the deaf who is deaf, and blind is the blind of the blind.

What they often say is-

who am I?
Where am I?

Who is hitting me. "

After Xiaoyan finished a joke, he observed the reactions of the people around him, and found that everyone was indifferent.

This stalk is really too old, and everyone is old mille-feuille, why don't you understand?

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Zhang Shiting forced an awkward laugh.

The little eyes were moved to the point of crying. In this family, only my aunt could stand up for her, and the other two were white-eyed wolves.

This reminded her of the group of fake fans who were silently diving and watching her forcefully laugh in the live broadcast room.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Noticing that the expression on Ying Sitong's face was not quite right, Xia Yuan also laughed in unison.

"It's so funny, so that's what the crayfish mean."

Ying Sitong peeled her shrimp silently, not wanting to talk to this man.

But although crayfish is used to describe those who can't see or hear anything when playing games, and are easily beaten to death, Xia Yuan looked around and found that everyone's hearing seems to be quite sensitive of.

Including my aunt.

Zhang Shiting's hearing is super sensitive, but she is a bit blind.

After eating for a while, Ying Sitong went to the bathroom.

In less than 5 minutes, Xia Yuan immediately felt the movement from the stomach.

It's over, this spicy crayfish is poisonous, why do you start to have a stomachache after eating so much?
Moreover, Ying Sitong is still occupying the toilet and cannot come out, which makes Xia Yuan feel extremely uncomfortable.

After finally hearing the sound of toilet flushing coming from inside, Xia Yuan immediately knocked on the door urgently.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I can't do it."

"Why can't you do it?" Ying Sitong opened the door, but didn't let him in immediately, but blocked the door and looked at him funny.

"Get out of the way, I'm having a stomachache."

"Ok."

Ying Sitong smiled, stretched out his thumb and gently wiped the corner of Xia Yuan's mouth, and then opened the door.

"Tsk tsk, look at you, eating spicy crayfish, rubbing all over your face."

Xia Yuan quickly pushed her out, and then closed the door with a bang.

After a while, Xia Yuan's furious voice came from the bathroom:
"Fuck! Ying Sitong! Did you wash your hands in the toilet?"

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