Almost the moment when Atractylodes fall, the faint lights extinguished, symbolizing that the young man's life also fell at that moment. The audience burst into thunderous applause.

Yan Luodi adjusted the mask on his face countless times.

Strange, I always feel that this mask is weird when worn.

Ye Qiyu clapped his hands excitedly: "The little technique is so powerful, I can't tell at all, so I haven't practiced for a long time."

Yan Nanzhi's mind was still playing the previous scene of Atractylodes placing her hand on Yan Luo's waist. Her hands with pink and distinct joints were gently placed on the girl's fair waist. His eyes were almost full of fire: "Stirring gangster! A disciple! Old sex criticism! Not adhering to male morality!"

[The beautiful wife is not only on her shoulders, but I think it is very suitable for her height difference than on her shoulders!]

[No, Atractylodes, Atractylodes are our lord's little wife! How can we form a CP with other women?!]

[I will carry the pig banner!!]

【Same red hair, height and body shape, I remembered that woman again.】

Atractylodes lancea lies on the ground, with her eyes closed, and motionless acting as a qualified corpse.

Yan Luo bent down and looked at him through the mask. The boy's lips were pale and lost his blood color. He was as fragile as an angel, waiting for the kiss of the person he was destined to be. Her hair naturally drooped and swept the tip of his nose.

The tip of the nose of Atractylodes moves very slightly.

As the final endpose, Yan Luo bent down on his chest, feeling almost crazy: "Your heart is my other half of wings."

"The fallen angels are born with bad seeds, and we are born as one."

The performance officially ended here. Yan Luo put his hands on the side of Atractylodes. He tried hard to get up, but his scalp felt a burning pain.

Damn, the fallen angel was immediately retribution.

If it weren't for the fact that Atractylodes's ambition was not as brave as the leopard, Yan Luo even doubted whether this guy had pulled her precious hair.

Yan Luo's face was ferocious, his head was stalemate and he didn't dare to move. He used his hands to explore what was entangled in his hair.

oh.

It is the button of Atractylodes.

Atractylodes opened their eyes and didn't know what happened. They supported their bodies with both hands and sat up, pulled their whole body and pulled Yan Luo's hair again.

"Hiss-Don't move!"

Yan Luo took a deep breath in pain, grinned and patted him with his hands, not knowing where he was photographed.

Atractylodes's face turned red and he silently protected his chest, "This is not very good... it's in public."

In order to relieve the pain, Yan Luo's head was forced to approach Atractylodes' chest, and he could almost hear his regular heartbeat.

Atractylodes finally realized something was wrong. She wanted to move her but was so nervous that she dared not touch her head, "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Luo barely reconciled with the buttons and reached a delicate balance. As long as Atractylodes' body and her head remained unmoved, she would not pull her hair. "My hair is wrapped around your buttons."

Atractylodes rushed to untie her hair, and Yan Luo's hair was wrapped in a ball with his cufflinks. Atractylodes asked her in a panic while making a light move, "How is it? Does it hurt?"

"What about this?"

"Is this strength not there?"

"How is this? Does it hurt?"

Yan Luo, who was even more calm than him, had a messy hair, supported his body with one hand, and had recovered from calmness, and replied "Yes" with great calmness.

The performance was over, and the two people on the stage had no intention of getting up. The expressions on the contestants' faces gradually changed from excitement to doubt, and the sequel of discussion gradually arose, "What's going on?"

"So many people into the show?"

"It may also be because I felt that I was performing so well that the two of them became sympathetic on stage?"

Atractylodes signaled to the audience, "Please wait a moment, your hair is entangled."

Yan Nanzhi couldn't sit still anymore, so he ran onto the stage quickly, showed a smirk of the Atractylodes, and took back Yan Luo's hair from Atractylodes's hands, "I'll help you."

When Yan Luo heard Yan Nanzhi's voice, he felt an unknown premonition. Atractylodes are still a little bit good. Yan Nanzhi is the original one. If she pulls her hair to her, she can tell her innocently that he didn't mean it.

"Brother, there is no need for it," Yan Luo said with no need, "Or why leave some things to others."

"I don't!" Yan Nanzhi turned his head stubbornly, as if he knew that his hands were broken, and he was watching the tutorial "will know how to do it" in the video, and he was still stubbornly trying to do it by himself.

He lifted Yan Luo's messy hair and looked at her with a serious look on his face, "Don't worry, leave it to your brother."

Then she put her hair down and then moved it back to its original messy appearance.

Yan Luo pulled the corner of his mouth expressionlessly: Don't worry, you will definitely mess it up, right?

Yan Nanzhi tried to untie her hair, but not only did not untie it, but instead wrapped it tighter and tighter.

Yan Nanzhi frowned and said solemnly, "Why would you better cut it?"

Yan Luo: Goodwill-1-1-1-1...

Atractylodes curled the corner of her mouth and took Yan Luo's hair back from Yan Nanzhi's hand, "Can girls' hair be cut casually?"

Yan Luo: Like 1111...

"What do you think you should do?"

Yan Nanzhi took back his hair again, accidentally exerted too much force and pulled Yan Luo's hair.

"Hiss--" Yan Luo was in pain and took a breath.

Her hair is so beautiful!!

Atractylodes frowned, with a not-so-friendly tone, "You've hurt her."

Yan Nanzhi touched Yan Luo's head comfortably and glared at him angrily, "Of course I feel sorry for my sister, otherwise I will want you to feel sorry for you."

Yan Nanzhi never tied the girl's hair, and she had a bit of thick hands and feet, and would pull Yan Luo's scalp from time to time.

Atractylodes really couldn't stand it anymore, so they reached out to compete with Yan Nanzhi. Of course, Yan Nanzhi had to defend his brother's sovereignty to the death. The two started a hair battle.

Unexpectedly, Yan Nanzhi's elbow hit Yan Luo's face head-on. Yan Luo subconsciously tilted his head, and his delicate and small nose bridge was still hit. The pain made her subconsciously punch Yan Nanzhi's waist.

The mask broke from the middle and made a crisp crackling sound. Yan Luo thought expressionlessly and optimistically:

She will never buy things at the two dollar store next time!!

She closed her eyes in despair. No matter how others fell off their horses, they all showed their beautiful face. She just had messy red hair, like Zhang Wuji's adoptive father, the Golden Lion King!

It’s still the golden (red) haired lion king tied with his hair!

Mask: I cracked!
Chapter completed!