In Ye's house, in Ye Guilan's own small courtyard, a man with long pink hair stood in the courtyard, looking at the thing in his hand, his eyes narrowed dangerously.
The tips of the animal-turned-human palms are long nails, shining with cold light.
In the palm of the hand was a small red flower with extremely rough workmanship. Staring at the small flower with selfless animal eyes, the storm in his eyes began to gather.
After looking at it for a long time, I could barely tell that it was a flower. If I didn't look carefully, I would have thought it was something.
"Little scoundrel, this is what you call..."
One of them was already a little angry and raised his eyes very unhappy, but after seeing the embarrassed expression on Ye Guilan's face, he became silent.
"Ah, isn't it a bit ugly?"
Ye Guilan stood there, her face slightly red, as if she was obediently waiting for training. She smiled awkwardly and politely, and reached out to scratch her hair.
The selfless animal eyes keenly noticed the wound on her finger, raised her eyebrows slightly, and picked up the thing in her hand that could barely be seen to be a flower.
"Did you do this yourself?"
Ye Guilan nodded sheepishly, "I did it for a day, and this should be the most beautiful one."
She would definitely do whatever she promised her in the spirit space. She said she would have new hairstyles and new headgear. She thought those cute little clips from the other world would not be difficult, but she didn't expect that her craftsmanship had not improved as usual.
Ye Guilan bit the bullet and handed over the most similar one. Ye Guilan was already prepared for it to get angry and be scolded.
Wu-I had a cold handsome face, looking down at the little flower in his palm.
Ye Guilan's face turned redder and redder. She was so embarrassed that she stepped forward and took back the little flower in her palm.
"what you do?"
Wuwo raised his head and stared at her uncertainly with his beastly eyes, "Are you regretting it now?"
"No, this one is too ugly. I can't do it anymore. I'll make it again."
Ye Guilan held the little flower tightly in her hand. As a girl, her hands-on ability was negative, and she was indeed a little embarrassed.
Fortunately, the original owner of this body knew how to comb hair, otherwise she wouldn't know how to negotiate terms with Wuwo.
Ye Guilan secretly looked at the little flower in her palm. How could it be possible with such a twisted and ugly thing?
"Bring it here."
Wuwo said, "You didn't give this to me?"
"It's for you, but...I'll make it again."
Ye Guilan twitched the corner of his mouth and was about to destroy the one in his hand. Wuwo looked at her actions and narrowed his animal eyes, "Little scoundrel, if you dare to destroy it, my promise to you will be void."
"What?"
Ye Guilan raised his head, "It's not that I won't give it to you, I just want to make a new one. This one is too ugly."
Anger flashed through his red-gold beast eyes, "Whether you want to make something new or not is your business. Give this to me."
"This is really ugly."
Ye Guilan blushed, looked at the little flower that was about to be crushed by her palm, and flinched a little further.
The slightly animal-like palm took back the little flower from her open palm, and the anger in the animal eyes disappeared a bit.
Wuwo looked at her shameful look and said, "Do you despise what you made so much?"
It looked at the little flower in its palm and said, "It is indeed ugly."
"Then you still want it!"
Ye Guilan shouted back with a red face, "I told you to make a new one, it will definitely look better than this one!"
"What's new is new, this is this, how come it's the same."
Wuwo raised his eyes and looked at her, "I guess this is the only one who is so ugly."
"I know my craftsmanship is not good, there is no need for you to emphasize it again and again!" Ye Guilan whispered in shame and annoyance, "If you dislike it so much, just throw it away."
Wuwo was stunned for a moment, hummed for a while, then walked directly to the stone bench in the courtyard and sat down.
"Come here and fulfill your promise."
Wuwo sat there, watching Ye Guilan walk over with a red face.
Ye Guilan began to comb its hair behind it. Its long pink hair almost reached its waist, but it was always smooth and showed no signs of knotting.
She touched her extremely smooth hair and couldn't help but whisper, "It doesn't even get tangled or split. It's amazing."
"Nature requires constant care."
Ye Guilan was stunned for a moment, "Nursing? Do you lick your fur often?"
Just like a cat, do you often groom yourself?
The air pressure around Wuwo was obviously much lower. Ye Guilan quickly closed her mouth and concentrated on combing the hair of a certain girl in pink.
Until now, no-self has not shown its true identity.
At most she had seen a big head that looked like a fox.
It looks like a human with long pink hair. If it looks like an animal, it will probably be a long-haired variety.
The long, smooth pink hair began to change in Ye Guilan's hands, relying on the body's instinct.
"I want a hairstyle from another world, why are you still the same?"
Wuwo held a mirror, looked at her hair, and frowned slightly, "Is that all you have?"
"Everyone in the other world has short hair. If you want, I can cut it for you."
She smiled, showing her small white teeth, "Short hair is also very handsome, what do you think, do you want to try it?"
"Short hair?" Wuwo looked at her little face in the mirror, "What do you mean?"
Ye Guilan untied her bun, and her long and smooth hair poured down from the top like a waterfall, falling into her palms.
She picked up a tuft of pink hair, made a scissor-like shape with her other hand, and lightly cut the hair.
The red gold beast eyes shrank hard.
"Short hair looks great, do you want to try it?"
Ye Guilan looked at it with a smile, "The hair will grow back anyway, and you won't appear in the form of an animal. As a human being, the length of your hair doesn't matter."
Ye Guilan saw the end of its eyebrows jump a few times, and suddenly thought of something.
"Without me."
She spoke in a low voice, and someone sitting there, who obviously hadn't recovered from the shock of having short hair, hummed.
"The reason why you maintain a human posture cannot be because of... your hair."
brush.
The hair hangs down smoothly from Ye Guilan's hand, like a small pink waterfall.
The one sitting there tilted his head slightly and glanced at her with his animal eyes.