#1204 Ready to Go (3)

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"Identity photo? What's that from?"

Xuehu sat up lazily and asked her to sit beside him.

Yang Zimei had to explain briefly.

"So that's the case."

Xuehu looked at the wig and hat in front of him, "You can pick one for me."

"Xuehu, if you want to wear a wig, your long hair may have to be cut short."

Yang Zimei remembered Xuehu's stunning appearance at the auction in City B at that time, and she also cut her hair short.

"Okay, you help me cut it."

Snow Lake has no opinion.

In fact, for their demon clan, the longer the hair, the stronger the spiritual power.

Of course, because the hair is cut short, the spiritual power will not be weakened.

"I cut?"

Yang Zi frowned and smiled, "Okay, if you don't dislike my craftsmanship, I'll cut it for you. Anyway, I cut Xiaoqian's hair. I'm still good at cutting hair."

In the last life, she didn't have the money to go to the barber shop, and it was very troublesome and sloppy to drag her long hair. She usually cut her own hair by herself.

Of course, if you cut it yourself, it will not look good.

Xiaoqian refused to be touched by anyone except her, so the task of cutting his hair could only fall on her.

She has a complete set of simple tools for cutting hair on hand.

Yang Zimei went to get the hair cutting tool.

"Xuehu, I'm going to take off your head wrap."

Yang Zimei carefully faced Xuehu Road.

Xuehu hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Yang Zimei carefully untied the cloth.

The top of the horrible head was scorched black. Fortunately, there was no rotten black water.

Smell the smell of snow lotus.

"Xuehu, do you apply snow lotus?"

Yang Zimei thought that she had eaten a thousand-year-old snow lotus that day, and vaguely guessed that it should have been picked by Xuehu and wanted to apply it to his Reggio.

"Well, put on a little."

Snow Lake replied.

"That's a pity, I actually ate that thousand-year-old snow lotus, maybe it's useful for your scorching."

"It's useless. At most, it can stop the black water from seeping out. But, it's very useful to you."

Xuehu glanced back at her slightly, "Do you think the top of my head is disgusting?"

"It's a little ugly, but it's not disgusting. In my mind, Xuehu, you will always be the most perfect monster."

Yang Zimei looked at the top of his head and said, "I hope I can have a chance to meet Thor. By the way, when there is a thunderstorm next time, I have to stand in the rain and roar, and call Thor down to help you heal."

"Stupid girl, don't do this. Thor has a bad temper. If you dare to yell like that, he will definitely hit you with a thunderbolt!"

Xuehu laughed angrily.

Yang Zimei shivered.

She was still afraid of lightning.

However, this will not stop her determination to meet Thor.

Even if she is killed by Thor, she will try.

Yang Zimei picked up the scissors and carefully cut Xuehu's hair.

Snow Lake's hair grows extremely well.

Thick black, supple and flexible, Yang Zimei carefully placed the hair cut from his head on a tray aside, ready to be used as a souvenir.

She cut it neatly, then picked up a wig and put it on him.

This wig is very handsome, very Korean style with short and medium blond hair.

"Hey, it suits your temperament very well, hehe, even those handsome men in South Korea who have undergone plastic surgery can only be reduced to sad supporting roles when they stand with you."

Yang Zimei smiled with satisfaction, "Put on this shirt and trousers and see."

Xuehu didn't object either, just thought of taking off the robe he was wearing in front of her.

Yang Zimei was startled and hurriedly covered her face, "Xuehu, I'm going out, you change your clothes yourself, otherwise, I'll get a nosebleed, and you can't be responsible."

After speaking, she quickly backed out and closed the door.

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