The thick and neat bangs were probably sighted by the fire, and they were curved and long and short, which was a bit like the deliberately scalded rolls in Shanghai in the 1950s and 1960s, but it was obvious that they didn't have that one.

Her comedy is artistic.

His wife really likes abstract art and even her own image has begun to be abstracted.

Su Mumu's beloved hair was burned by the fire, and she was already very unhappy, but this man actually laughed at her like this. She felt even more aggrieved and kicked him angrily, unable to help crying.

stand up.

Her hair has to go to work tomorrow. How can she meet people like this?

Jian Yi saw that she was really crying, and quickly hugged her in her arms like coaxing a child. While wiping her tears, he softly comforted her:[

"Mu Mu, don't cry or cry. Even if you don't have hair, I won't dislike you..."

Su Mumu became even more angry when she heard this, and her little fist hit his shoulder:

"Bad guy, bad guy, you bad guy, you still laugh..."

"I'm not laughing, I'm crying for you." Jian Yi's face was flushed and gasping for coaxing people.

Su Mumu pouted and glanced at him: "You cry with the corners of your mouth hahaha?"

"So it's laughter and cry!"

“…”

Su Mumu stamped her feet, pushed him away and then leaned on the sofa, not wanting to pay attention to him. Anyway, her hair was like that in front of her, and she couldn't get back no matter how hard she practiced it.

Annoying, annoying, annoying!!!

He was so childish that he had a simple and good temper and teased her again. He touched the soft feathers that floated out of the pillow and gently tucked her exposed cheeks.

Su Mumu's face turned into the sofa, and he changed directions again. She changed again, and he followed him without feeling tired.

Su Mumu finally jumped up unbearable and shouted at him:

"If you mess with me again, I will lock you in the toilet."

Just after yelling, I saw the man's smile and his mouth was about to break out again.

Jian Yi immediately admitted his mistake, pulled her back to her body, and apologized with a smile:

"Okay, OK, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have stomachache, I shouldn't worry you, I shouldn't eat the food you cook, otherwise you won't go into the kitchen, and your hair will not be sacrificed if you don't go into the kitchen

If you fall off, your tears will not evaporate, your…”

Is there anyone who admits this wrong? Su Mumu's flat mouth finally couldn't help but bend it, crying and laughing, especially the hair in front of it was like a dustpan head, which looked very funny.

Jian Yi almost couldn't control himself and took half of his face in time.

Su Mumu was dissatisfied and learned from Daoming Temple tone: [

"If the apology is useful, why do you need the police?"

She had no sincerity at all, and she reached out and touched the mess of hair on her forehead, which made her even more unhappy.

A simple chuckling and a speechless question:

"What do you want?"

Su Mumu said goodbye to her mouth, suddenly smiled, revealing her neat teeth,

“Enjoy blessings and hardships.”

-_-||||

Is there such a difficult situation?

Jian Yi collapsed helplessly: "Wife, how can you do this like you? You are completely unwilling to do to others."

Su Mumu smiled, puffed her cheeks and made fun of her:

"I'm a girl, my hair is like this and I haven't said anything yet. You are still a man... No matter, I don't have the shame to meet people, you want the same."
Chapter completed!