I Have Paid Too Much For This Home

"What's wrong?" Yu Fengxing saw the little bunny cub looking at himself with a subtle look and couldn't help but look down at himself. What's wrong?

Today he is wearing a set of gray-blue home clothes, the texture of pure cotton, wrapped in a tall and slender body, giving people the appearance of power in Fuxi.

Overall, it is a hundred times softer than his usual suit and shoes.

Especially in the face of Su Xiaochen, who was suspected of being in a rebellious period, he became more and more careful and acted with caution.

"No." Su Xingchen shook her head and continued to drink coconut milk with joy.

His feet in dog-toed shoes were shaking regularly in places that were hard to see under the sofa, which all indicated that Su Xiaochen was in a better mood and very happy.

The person who Yu Fengxing observes in this way has long taken Su Xiaochen's pride in his eyes.

Could not help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

"..." Su Xingchen drank a full cup of hot coconut milk and yawned sleepily, trying to rest.

After not knowing what happened, he was taken away by Mr. Yu with a candy pillow and a cup in his hands.

"Go in and rest." Mr. Yu's deep voice sounded faint.

Su Xingchen couldn't resist the drowsiness, shook in obediently, and got into the bed.

This consciousness Su Xingchen slept particularly well, and it was dark when she woke up.

He sat up, looking at his long, messy hair, and looked around with a sleepy eye, a little dazed.

where is this place?

It was not until he saw a tall figure sitting on a sofa in the corner of the bedroom and reading a book that he remembered his former feelings.

He came to Mr. Yu's house for the summer vacation!

Su Xiaochen, who was fully awake, looked at Yu Fengxing on the sofa in a daze.

He felt that Mr. Yu, who was reading under a wall lamp, had a hazy, atmospheric beauty.

These two contradictory words are combined to strangely construct an amazing picture of harmony.

Undoubtedly, Mr. Yu is excellent and a desirable existence.

As a good friend of Mr. Yu, he is just a novice dog, Su Xingchen thought with sigh.

Su Xingchen didn't know how long he stared at Yu Fengxing, until he found a strange question: Does it take so long for Mr. Yu to read a book?

"Are you awake?" Yu Fengxing finally raised his head and looked at his youth stupidly after watching him awake.

"Um." Su Xingchen looked at him and looked at the place where he had not been lying. "I'm sorry, Mr. Yu, I took your bed."

"It doesn't matter, I invited you to be a guest. You don't have to be so polite." Yu Fengxing put down her book: "Get up, change your clothes, and I will go out with you."

"Okay." Su Xingchen no longer tangled. He got down from the bed and found that his lower abdomen rose to the ground, and then he ran into the bathroom.

Washing his face indiscriminately, and combing his messy hair, Su Xingchen changed into a set of student's standard—t-shirt and jeans.

There will be solid canvas shoes to wear in a while.

Not to mention, this kind of dressing Su Xiaochen is very pleasing to the eye, giving people a sense of rooting Miao Hong who has a good impression at first glance.

In general, the older grandma and aunt loved it the most.

President Yu also liked it very much. He stared at Su Xingchen who came out a few times without saying anything.

Silently waiting for Su Xiaochen to put on his shoes, he led him out.

The two walked out of the elevator door. Su Xingchen trot followed, thinking in the back, Mr. Yu's legs were really long!

Taking one step from the other side is equivalent to taking two steps from him!

What an enviable figure, Su Xingchen hopes that one day he will grow up like Mr. Yu.

But he looked at his wrists, feeling a bit impractical.

For the first time, Mr. Yu, who took the cub out, opened the door of the co-pilot, only to find that Su Xingchen had not come around.

He froze, then fell on Su Xingchen's lap and said nothing.

"Mr. Yu! Where are we going?" Su Xingchen followed the car and got off the car, went to dinner, and Mr. Yu pulled him into the car again.

From his excellent memory, he found that he was not the way home by lying on the window!

Is Mr. Yu going to take him to see the prosperity of Greater Shanghai?

Su Xingchen thought of this, and immediately built up his extravagant life in Shanghai.

A big hand reached out to cover Su Xingchen's wild thoughts, and gently rubbed his slightly longer hair: "Take you to cut your hair."

Summer vacation to bring children into the city of three treasures, eat, buy clothes, cut their hair!

Su Xiaochen was skipped to buy clothes because her hair was too long, and she was directly escorted by Yu Fengxing to her frequent shop, so that a familiar designer cut her head.

"What kind of cut do you want?" The designer was surprised, and the inquiring eyes turned back and forth between Su Xingchen and Yu Fengxing.

Cutting hair is a big thing, and Su Xingchen knows it.

It would n’t be good if it was cut, so he needs to think about it.

"Student's head," Yu Fengxing said directly, ignoring Su Xiaochen, who was shocked by the wet hair in the mirror.

"No, I want to be handsome." Su Xingchen actively strived.

"Student head." Yu Fengxing said to the designer, and he did not even consider Su Xiaochen's demands at all.

The designer Aaron nodded. Obviously, the relationship between these two people was clearly obtained in the eyes. Naturally, he would not consider Su Xingchen's opinions and started to follow Yu Fengxing's opinions directly.

Su Xingchen's face is smooth and full of lines, and the facial features are handsome and austere. In the eyes of the designer, with a childishness that has not yet opened, it is indeed suitable for cutting students' heads.

If you don't have this natural sense of juvenile on your face, and you cut a student's head to make it tender, then drawing tigers will not be an anti-dog.

Su Xingchen watched the hair on his forehead, and was cut short with scissors by clicking and turning into garbage on the ground.

"Designer, I want to cut a handsome one." Su Xingchen whispered to the designer, because he saw that Mr. Yu seemed to be smoking outside.

Did not stare at him to cut his hair!

"No, little brother." Aaron shook his head and refused. The scissors on his hands kept clicking.

Su Xingchen pursed his lips and said, "Why not?"

Aaron paused, and said patiently, "Because whoever pays, listens to whoever."

"I pay." Su Xingchen stared straight at the designer in the mirror: "I paid, please cut me handsome."

Aaron still shook his head, but a happy smile appeared on his face. Not to mention, he also said a word that made Su Xingchen swell: "I can only help you cut more cute."

Su Xingchen :? ? ?

Su Xingchen glared at the mocking designer in the mirror, then retired gloomily, and stopped looking at Aaron and said nothing.

Aaron laughed a little bit, even shaking his shoulders.

Yu Fengxing, who was smoking outside, glanced casually at the floor-to-ceiling window, and saw that Aaron smiled unusually.

Suddenly he thought of something, Meifeng wrinkled sharply, then extinguished two cigarettes on the ground, and threw it into the trash.

The next time, Yu Fengxing stood beside Su Xingchen straight and never left.

Su Xingchen and Aaron were shrouded in this invisible pressure, and the flowers had already burst in their hearts, thinking how fat this is! ?

"Okay," Aaron said after finishing the last cut.

"Are you sure?" Su Xingchen's eyes widened after seeing the effect.

It looks like he is only fifteen or six years old in this mirror!

"Very good." Yu Fengxing nodded with satisfaction, then went to pay.

Su Xingchen was sitting on a chair, and after unraveling the haircut cloak, he immediately reached out and shuffled his hair, and then he returned to his usual appearance.

"Come to Shanghai for the summer vacation?" Aaron saw Yu Fengxing absent and talked to Su Xingchen again.

"Well." Su Xingchen nodded in low interest.

"What are you calling him?" Aaron snorted at Yu Fengxing at the counter.

Su Xingchen was asked for a moment, and after understanding Aaron's meaning, he closed his mouth and said nothing.

Because he suddenly felt that Mr. Yu was a very title.

He and Mr. Yu are not so strange.

Seeing this, Aaron thought he was still angry: "Haha, he is also for your good. After all, are you still studying?"

Su Xingchen took a breath and thought it made sense: "Huh."

"How high do you read? When is the college entrance examination?" Aaron patted his little brother who was getting better, feeling that he was a friend of high school students.

I saw the little brother who was just getting better, and immediately glared at him, and then humped his face and never spoke again.

Yu Fengxing walked over quickly, pulled Su Xingchen next to him, and watched Aaron with alert eyes: "What happened?"

Aaron was stared at by his brother's parents, but he was completely confused: "I ..."

Did not do anything!

But looking at the expression of the younger brother, what is obviously done ...

Aaron rubs her hair!

"Go." Yu Fengxing, holding Su Xiaochen with a small emotion, immediately left the barber shop that was blacklisted.

Of course, Su Xingchen was not clear about Yu Fengxing's decision. He was just like every winged angel who had his hair cut, thinking about when his hair would grow?

Can I recover in a month?

How about shampooing with beer and ginger?

He didn't notice Yu Fengxing's arm resting on his body and his dark face.

"What did he do to you just now?" Yu Fengxing bent over, covering the young man who was obviously frightened while sitting on the co-pilot.

"Ah?" Su Xingchen turned his head and looked at Mr. Yu's perfect face backlit.

If there is a face like Mr. Yu, then it's almost impossible to hold any hairstyle!

"Did he harass you?" Yu Fengxing calmly, slowly tightening his fingers on the chair behind Su Xingchen, the anger and danger contained in it could hardly be concealed.

"Harassment?" Su Xingchen thought about it, thinking that Mr. Yu wanted to know the reason for his unhappiness: "No, he just said that I looked like a high school student, and also said that I would cut my hair to be more lovely."

That's all about his anger.

But now it doesn't matter, anyway, one month later, it's a good guy.

"..." Yu Fengxing really sank his face so sharply, sharply scanning Su Xiaochen's silly face, and thinking about the embarrassing things of adults.

"Mr. Yu, is there any problem?" Su Xingchen didn't leave when he saw him.

"It's okay." Yu Fengxing raised his hand, intending to touch Su Xingchen's hair, but remembered that others had just cut his head and had some scruples.

Su Xingchen's eyes lighted up, and his hand quickly caught the palm of Mr. Yu's hand, resting on his head, rubbing it indiscriminately.

"Mr. Yu, hahaha!"

Yu Fengxing's eyes softened, and with this clean and clear smile, he washed away the anger that was just aroused by the ugliness in the world.