Chapter 62 I like it very much

Si Miao silently closed the WeChat interface.

As soon as he looked up, he met Tony's eyes again. Tony said proudly: "How about it, hook people?"

Si Miao: "..."

Here's the problem, the hairstyle is pretty good, but Ji Dongdong just invited him to dinner in the morning, and he looks like this at night. It's not obviously ulterior motives, ready to seduce others.

That was so wrong, he just wanted to look gentle.

Tony stared at his masterpiece, and the more he saw it, the happier he was. In fact, the guest was so handsome that even if he shaved his hair bald, he wouldn't be ugly.

Looking at it, Tony suddenly noticed something, and stopped playing with the scissors, "Little handsome...how do I look at you, you look familiar, you look like..."

"No, you read it wrong, I don't look like that." Si Miao hurriedly paid the money and ran away with his new hairstyle.

Back home, Si Miao lay on the bed, thinking about it.

If you dye your hair back, the price of dyeing and perming is a bit painful, and the time is a little short.

If you don't dye it back, in case Ji Dongdong misunderstands, how should you explain it.

Si Miao rode on the quilt and scolded Miao Miao, who was sleeping beside her, reluctantly.

Before waiting for the result of the struggle, Ji Dongdong called: "Are you awake?"

"Well," Si Miao stuck her head in the pillow, her voice muffled, "wake up."

"I'll pick you up in half an hour, get out of the bed early to get rid of your sweat."

Si Miao: "..."

Why does this person seem to have clairvoyance, even he knows he is in the bed.

Don't worry about it, let's break the jar like this. Si Miao rolled up and ran to the wardrobe to look through autumn and winter clothes.

He didn't have many clothes, most of them were white. It just happened that his hair was too bright to wear clothes with high saturation. In the end, he picked an off-white turtleneck sweater and put it on, and hung it danglingly on his body.

Half an hour later, he finished dressing and went downstairs as scheduled, lowered his head, and opened the car door carefully, not wanting to attract Ji Dongdong's attention.

It's a pity that God is not beautiful, Ji Yuedong felt a cool wind blowing in, so he turned his head and looked over——

The boy was wearing a wide off-white sweater, covering his neck, revealing only a small snow-white face. The light brown hair makes his pupils darker and his lips redder, throwing off the image of the good-looking brand he used to be, but rather like the hero in a Korean drama, the kind that makes people cry "Ouba, I can".

It is also more like a star than before, and it is still linked to the traffic idol star. Ji Yuedong shook his head for a while, and said, "fasten your seat belt, big star."

"..." Si Miao protested in a low voice, "I'm not a big star."

Ji Yuedong pulled the handbrake, "in my opinion yes."

For Si Miao, it was a gift for Ji Dongdong not to ask him why he acted like this, so he kept his head down and was as quiet as a chicken for ridicule.

Ji Yuedong saw that he didn't speak, didn't speak anymore, and held the steering wheel tightly.

This time, Ji Yuedong chose a Thai music restaurant. Considering that Si Miao is a public figure, he set the room diagonally above the stage on the second floor, so that it would not affect watching the show. There were few customers on the second floor, and children would not Easy to be photographed.

The two were seated, Si Miao had never eaten Thai food, and the heavy responsibility of ordering fell on Ji Yuedong. The drink was negotiated by the two of them. Si Miao looked at the drink list and was very interested in a pink glass bottle.

Ji Yuedong reminded him: "There is alcohol."

"It's okay," Si Miao found the digits on the bottle, "Fifteen degrees, it's okay."

Ji Yuedong was noncommittal, so Si Miao ordered this beer according to his heart, and Ji Yuedong chose plain water.

This restaurant has high consumption, and there are not many customers. The seats on the first floor next to the stage are full, and there is only one table for them on the second floor. After the waiter ordered and left, the atmosphere was inevitably a bit dull.

Si Miao tried to find a topic: "Listen to my brother, sister-in-law has come over, has she contacted you?"

"I got in touch," Yuedong nodded, "I started work last week."

"Thank you, Ji Dongdong."

Si Miao bought him a piece of home clothes as a thank you gift, which was mailed directly from abroad.

But he couldn't say it was a thank-you gift. He knew that Ji Dongdong would definitely not want it, so he made a reason, "I brought a special product back, and I'll give it to you when I go back."

Ji Yuedong said "um", he has been to P city, and he only brought back an orange cat that can be eaten. He no longer has any expectations for specialties.

While the two were talking, the dishes were served one after another. The waiter lit the alcohol block under the Tom Yum Kung soup pot. Si Miao glanced at the table and found the common feature of all the dishes: "It's all spicy?"

He frowned: "Your stomach can't eat spicy food."

"It's okay," Ji Yuedong divided the bowls and chopsticks and said lightly, "Change the taste."

Si Miao hasn't eaten with Ji Yuedong a few times, and in his impression, this person seems to be able to do everything, not picky eaters. Si Miao is not a picky eater, but he has a strong taste and likes to eat spicy fried food, which may be related to eating too much food since childhood.

After eating grass in the crew for three months, Si Miao is going to be greedy for the spicy food. This table dish can no longer suit his appetite. He insisted that Ji Yuedong couldn't eat spicy food, so he put two non-spicy curry shrimps for him, and took a bowl of spicy soup by himself, drinking it with relish.

Halfway through the meal, the performance time began, and Thai girls in traditional costumes lined up to take the stage. They first danced a few folk-style dances, and then sang a few cheerful Thai songs, many of which were covered from China, which sounded very interesting.

The last show was hula dance. The sexy and beautiful Thai girl wore a cowboy hat, a bikini on the upper body and a grass skirt on the lower body. She stood in a circle around the customers with her hands and twisted her waist to the music.

The music was full of enthusiasm, and under the contagious smiles of the Thai girls, the diners couldn't help but get up and twist. This is an interactive show in itself, and the atmosphere is good to watch. The Thai girls took off their hula skirts and hats one after another, and chose their favorite guests to dance with.

The first few Thai girls chose the customer who twisted the most. When it came to the last two, they looked around in the restaurant, discussed a few words, and went up the stairs.

Si Miao said in surprise: "Isn't he here to find us?"

"Yes," Ji Yuedong took a sip, "there is only this table on the second floor."

Sure enough, the two Thai girls came straight to them without blinking their eyes. They first put their hands together and gave a standard Thai salute, then smiled and sent the two grass skirts to the two of them, chatting a lot. .

The meaning of this must be to let them play along, Ji Yuedong was indifferent, Si Miao looked at the Thai girl who handed Ji Dongdong's grass skirt, as if facing a big enemy.

That Taimei probably thought that Ji Dongdong was handsome, with a spring face, shyly fiddling with the long hair and the flowers around her ears.

...... His head shape is already like this, and Tai Mei dares to openly hook people under his nose, that's just hitting someone in the face of his company!

So Si Someone got on fire, and without thinking about it, he first took his grass skirt and put it around his waist, then grabbed Ji Dongdong's grass skirt with his hands and tied it around his neck, as if he was wearing a cloak. of.

He didn't let go of the hats either, he grabbed both hats, one was normally worn on the head and the other was covering the face. Taimei was stunned by his manipulation and forgot to twist her waist.

"Don't look at it, don't look at it," urged Si Miao, "Dance and dance!"

Only then did the Thai girls come back to their senses, nodded again and again, and led him downstairs while holding back their laughter. Si Miao drank a little wine. In fact, his nerves were quite excited. After he got downstairs and joined the main force, he twisted with everyone for a while. Not only did his anger subside, he was also very happy.

But he didn't dare to be arrogant. After all, there was another person upstairs. Taking advantage of the gap in the circle, he pulled up his hat and glanced at his table secretly.

The smile on the corner of Ji Yodong's mouth could not be stretched. He patted it twice and said to him with his mouth type, "Well well."

Si Miao: "..."

After twisting this song, Thai girl organized customers to take one shoulder one by one, and drove three laps of small trains around the hall. Si Miao played with a sweat, kept fanning with his hands, and prepared to go upstairs and return to his seat to rest.

The Thai girls came over, stopped him, took off the flowers wearing on the head one by one, and stuffed it into his hand.

Si Miao didn't know what they meant. The boss smiled and explained: "Handsome guy, they want to give flowers to the best person today."

Si Miao: "... Okay, thank you."

Si Miao returned to the seat with a blooming flower of humiliation. Under the dual action of twisting to the disconnection and alcohol, he felt a little dizzy.

Seeing Ji Yue still laughed, he whispered by Jiu Jin: "What are you laughing?!"

"Smile you jump well."

"... What good," Si Miao threw a few flowers in dissatisfaction, "Jump for you, this semi -credit is divided into you."

"I don't have any effort, I won't work with you."

Ji Yodong rejected his "good intentions", looked at the children who opened his mouth halfway, and a little breathing, suddenly itchy.

Then he picked up the most gorgeous branches in the flowers and stood up and looked down.

Si Miao felt familiar with the fleeting atmosphere. After five seconds, he sat back in the east, leaving only the flower inserted in his ear.

"Why ..." Si Miao's disgusting life, saying, "Don't wear this, mother."

"No mother," Ji shook his head in the east, "pretty good."

After thinking about it, he added an additional evaluation: "Very hooked."

"..." Si Miao regretted that he did not dye his hair back during the day.

This meal is full, and the food is very happy and happy. The boss who went back was red with his ears, but he never picked the flower.

Until the elevator, Ji Yuexun reminded: "After we wear it for a long time, I can't bear to pick it?"

Si Miao was vague, thinking: Because you look at it for me, you can't bear to pick it up. "

Ji Yuedong didn't know what he was thinking. He felt that the children were willing to wear it, but they were not ugly.

But ... he stretched out his hand and twisted his child's hair through his height advantage.

At this time, the door of the elevator was opened, and a "Ding" sound, Si Miao didn't hear what he said. After entering the elevator, he knew it later, "What did you just say?"

"I said that I would dye my hair as little as possible in the future."

"Isn't it good?" There were only two of them in the elevator. With the strength of the wine, Si Miao finally became bigger. "You ... don't like it?"

"Are you dyed to me?" Ji Guang asked.

Si Miao was stuttered, "It is not exactly, mainly because I want to change and change the image."

As soon as the words fell, a warm feeling came from the top of the head, and the man around him fell on his head.

In retrospect, this seems to be the most close contact between the two.

However, the East did not plan to take away his hand. He rubbed it a few times and felt a much harder hair that the children were much harder than the average person.