Hughes glanced at Yumu subconsciously, and when he saw her expression was dull, he pursed his lips and said, "Yes, I dyed it before."

The master couldn't help but praise after hearing this: "This hair is great!"

He felt a little pity again, "Your hair is long, smooth and beautiful. Are you sure you want to cut it? It would be a pity if you cut it."

"Yeah, I cut it off." Hughes didn't seem to have any regrets. "It will grow back. There's no regrets."

Seeing Hughes's resolute attitude, the old master could only sigh and take Hughes to wash his hair first, then cut his hair short, style it, and then blow-dry it.

A century-old shop is still a century-old shop, and the hairstyles are fashionable in the 1980s. Fortunately, the trend of the times is reincarnated, and now we are no longer accustomed to such middle-parted bangs.

After blow-drying his hair, Yumu paid the money and took Hughes back.

On the way back, Yumu drove the car and saw Hughes touching his neck from time to time, so he asked, "Does your neck feel uncomfortable?"

Hughes shook his head: "I just feel a bit chilly and I'm not used to it."

Yumu: "Oh, just get used to it." She has never had short hair anyway, and she doesn't know what to do with it.

At night, after Yumu took a shower and dried her hair, she returned to the bedroom. Looking at the bedroom with only a bedside lamp, she paused.

Walking in, Yumu looked at the little mermaid lying on the bed with an expressionless face.

The little mermaid finished her bath early in the morning and was lying on the bed waiting for Yumu. She saw Yumu come in. The little mermaid was half lying on the soft big bed, wearing a loose bathrobe, vaguely revealing her delicate collarbone.

His light blue eyes were as bright as water, and he blinked lightly at Yumu. The ends of his eyes were slightly raised, clearly a holy and pure child, but mixed with seductive and complicated emotions.

The little mermaid's thin lips are moist and bright red, and the straight legs under the bathrobe are swaying like the beautiful light blue fish tail, which makes people unable to take their eyes away.

"Mumu, can we give birth to the baby?"

The little mermaid was coquettish and her tone was extremely clingy. She didn't know when she came over and intertwined her fingers with Yumu: "Mumu, I will bear a child for you~"

Yumu's face was expressionless and before she could say anything, the little mermaid came over and kissed her on the lips, raising her eyebrows and saying domineeringly: "You can't refuse!"

Yumu: "Heh."

The little mermaid smiled slightly, put Yumu in front of the wardrobe and kissed her again and again. She gently rubbed her ear and said, "Mumu, you smell so good, with a faint milky fragrance."

Yumu glanced at him lightly and said coldly: "You don't use shower gel when taking a bath?"

Aren't they all the same?

Hughes shook his head and said nonchalantly: "It's just Mumu's body that smells so good!"

After coming and going, he was abducted and put on the bed.

There was only one bedside lamp in the room, which seemed a little dim.

The beautiful and delicate young man's pure light blue eyes were filled with dark desire. He leaned over and kissed the girl's lips, which flowed to the ear, densely.

The mermaid's beautiful voice was extremely hoarse at the moment, and she was cute and coaxing at the same time.

"Mumu, can you help me take off my bathrobe?"

The young man's cold fingertips grabbed her wrist. Yumu narrowed her red eyes slightly, looking tired and lazy, but she was too lazy to break away. Following the young man's movements, her fingertips hooked on the bathrobe. With a slight tug on one end, the already loose bathrobe completely slipped off.

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