Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

When she arrived at the barber shop, Jiaoyang was looking at hairstyles and finally chose a style with long, wavy hair.

When Fu Qiran got there, he immediately sat down on the soft leather sofa, sinking his whole body into it, spreading his arms on the back of the sofa, and snapping his fingers in his hands.

With his legs spread out, he occupied the entire sofa domineeringly.

Bo Yunli had no time to care about this with him. He looked at the little girl over there who was perming her hair. Her fair and slender back neck, with long hair as thick as seaweed pouring down, from behind, she looked like a long-haired girl. Princess.

Why didn't you find Sheng Jiaoyang so beautiful before? To be precise, when Sheng Jiaoyang appeared in the other two states, he would not think they were beautiful, or even pay attention to their appearance.

Bo Yunli's eyes became a little confused for a moment. But it was only for a moment, and he quickly returned to his usual rational appearance, and his dark eyes also returned to calmness, always with a wise and mysterious light. People can't help but sigh at his past. The human mind and amazing knowledge.

Bo Yunli, ever since he was a child, has always been the kind of child from other people's families. He is breathtaking, but he was born at the wrong time.

"If she wakes up, she will collapse."

Bo Yunli was referring to Jiaoyang's straight hair, which had finally been managed neatly and neatly, and was now going to be wavy again.

He didn't understand why she had to get a perm. To show the difference between herself and that woman, to prove the mark of her existence? If this is the case, does it prove that she is also very insecure.

Strange. What does he want to do with this?

Bo Yunli frowned.

"Don't worry, maybe she will like it. But whether she admits that she likes it is another matter."

Fu Qiran didn't even raise his head. He was staring at the photos of hairstyles in his hand, thinking that since he was here, he might as well change his hairstyle and go back.

When did you last change your hairstyle?

Fu Chiran didn't just say it casually, he understood it this way: since the two sub-personalities were split from her true heart, that is, her other side. What they like and want to do comes from the depths of the soul of the owner's personality.

They are all more honest than that main character.

"No, she won't like it." Jiaoyang is Jiaoyang, she is her.

They are different.

Bo Yunli still insisted.

Fu Qiran couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and closed the book in his hand: "I said, Bo Yunli, why are you so stubborn with me now?"

Thinking of something that suddenly occurred to him, he raised the corner of his mouth and leaned over with malicious intent: "Could it be that you are attracted to this little sister now? That's a good thing! You said, you help your number two, and I help mine. No. 3, if we work together to kill the current master personality, what are our chances of winning?"

"You shouldn't have such thoughts," Bo Yunli frowned, "It's not worth the loss to pay for someone who shouldn't exist and is destined to disappear, unless you are sure to escape intact."

But who can guarantee that? Who can guarantee that if you step into a pit of fire, you can escape unscathed? Maybe Fu Qiran can, but he can't guarantee himself, so he will never try.

"Who is interested?" Fu Qiran's smile became more and more incomprehensible, "Bo Yunli, just admit it. Compared with that boring main character, No. 2 is more attractive to you. She is indeed that kind of person. Most men will. My favorite type."