the next day.

Inside a barber shop in Huayang City.

Wu Ting's little goose face looked at herself in the mirror very melancholy.

He muttered unhappyly: "It's so annoying, I don't look rusty at all."

"Isn't this hairstyle popular now? That bastard actually said I'm a rustic girl."

Seeing that she couldn't make up for a long time, the barber said, "I haven't considered what to do yet?"

"Listen to me, this kind of perm is popular now, I'll show you the photos."

As he said that, he brought a poster over.

He pointed to an explosive head on it: "That's it, the hair is fluffy and explodes, and then dyes yellow."

"Plus with your beautiful face, going out will definitely turn back and forth."

"Listen to me, I have been professionally cutting hair for ten years, and I have always been looking at it accurately when grasping the popularity of hairstyles."

The barber started to brag wildly.

Wu Ting glanced at her and lost interest.

What do you think of this? Jiang Hao, the bastard, said that I am very rustic.

What's more, the hair exploded like that.

I want face very much.
Chapter completed!