MTL - I Became the Favorite of Big Bosses-Chapter 412 Brother Chao, be picky!

Chapter 412 Brother Chao, be picky!

Grandma Gu pointed to the kitchen window again. There were more than a dozen strips of fat and thin pork hanging on the eaves of the backyard. "Did you see that meat? There will also be meatballs and fish skin balls. There won't be enough to eat after going to the sea. What are you worried about?" "

What can I do if Granny Gu, what should I do?

Wei Lan pursed her lips.

When Gu Chao entered the room, he saw Wei Lan's aggrieved expression, "What's wrong? What are you talking about?"

"Brother Chao!" Wei Lan stood up suddenly, "Did you buy the ticket?"

Recalling that Grandma Gu said that Gu Chao loved to eat fish balls, Wei Lan quickly pricked one with chopsticks and handed it to his mouth, "It's just out of the pot, it's still hot!"

Gu Chao took the meatballs in his mouth, grabbed a chair and placed it next to the mouth of the oven, letting Wei Lan sit on it, while he took over the position of lighting the fire, "I bought it back."

He took out two tickets from his arms and handed them to Wei Lan. After a pause, he took out something cold and handed them into Wei Lan's hand.

Gu Chao turned to look at Grandma Gu.

Grandma Gu didn’t understand what Gu Chao meant. She smiled and glared: “I was wondering if you would bring some meatballs for the elders to try when you went to the capital city. She refused, saying that there were too many things to carry.”

Gu Chao nodded and took the half bowl of fish **** handed over by Wei Lan. He couldn't help but put one in his mouth, his voice was like stone, "Bring it, you can take it."

Two tickets for the train departing in the afternoon of the second day of the lunar new year, totaling seventeen yuan and four cents. After Wei Lan looked at them, he put them in his pocket and put them away.

Hearing Gu Chao's words, she pursed her lips and hummed softly. She lowered her head and held the small scissors that Gu Chao gave her to look at.

 The scissors are palm-long, with a cold blade on one side and a serrated shape on the other side. They are dental scissors used for haircuts.

Gu Chao’s hair is very dark and has good texture. The most important thing is that it grows very fast!

Every time his hair gets a little longer, it will blow up like a hedgehog. Wei Lan just cut it with clothes-cutting scissors half a month ago, and now it has a tendency to blow up again.

Wei Lan blinked and understood Gu Chao's intention instantly, "Do you want me to cut it for you?"

Gu Chao nodded, a trace of unnaturalness and unspeakable shyness flashed across his strong face.

 When going to Beijing, you should always pack yourself properly.

When he went to the county to buy a bus ticket, he kept in mind what Wei Lan had said before, that he should find a good master to cut his hair.

I specially went to a small hair-cutting shop on the street. It was just the New Year, and the hair-cutting shop had long been closed, and there was a sign that it was open on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year.

 After walking around for a long time and going to a department store, I finally bought this pair of dental scissors.

Wei Lan had cut his hair before, using tailor's scissors, which was quick and the final result was good.

 It's just that they are tailor's scissors after all, so they are not the most suitable for cutting hair. Although it is fast, Wei Lan is always afraid of damaging the cut, so she works carefully and only takes an hour to finish.

Now that you have this pair of scissors specially designed for cutting hair, you should get twice the result with half the effort, right?

"Okay then." Wei Lan pondered for a moment, her eyes swept over Gu Chao's head, thinking about what kind of haircut she wanted, or in other words, what kind of haircut she could get.

I have been thinking about it for a long time and have a vague idea in my mind, but I haven’t finalized it yet.

Clapping her little hands, Wei Lan instructed: "You get water to wash your hair first, and I'll go prepare it!"

Grandma Gu is cooking meatballs in the front pot, and there is always hot water in the back pot.

 Gu Chao took half a basin of hot water and mixed it with cold water at the well in the backyard. He felt that the temperature was about the same, then he knelt down by the well and started washing his hair.

Wei Lan put the soap she usually used to wash her hair next to Gu Chao, "Just cut it in the yard?"

Gu Chao responded calmly, "Okay."

 After receiving a positive reply, Wei Lan trotted to the golden house to move a chair.

Gu Chao had short hair and washed it quickly. After washing it twice to get rid of the foam on his head, Wei Lan was just getting ready to put things together.

  Chair, comb, small mirror and two dry towels that I found after searching for a long time.

“Grandma, help me put some water in the back pot, I’ll need it soon!”

"I understand." Grandma Gu's voice came from the kitchen.

Wei Lan turned around and patted the chair with a smile, asking Gu Chao to sit down.

Gu Chao completely trusted Wei Lan and sat on the chair obediently, letting her control him.

 He wiped Gu Chao's hair half dry, fearing that it would get into his neck and itch after a while, Wei Lan rolled up Gu Chao's collar and put it on a towel.

She was hunched over and leaning slightly forward, very close to Gu Chao, so close that Gu Chao could smell the faint fragrance of her body.

Gu Chao pursed his lips.

The little thoughts in my heart are like wild horses running wildly.

While I was thinking wildly, something was stuffed in my hand, "Take it."

Gu Chao bowed his head slightly, it was a mirror.

Wei Lan couldn't care less about Gu Chao's whims. She concentrated on giving Gu Chao a good-looking haircut. However, because she was not a professional, she didn't dare to use the scissors directly and was still thinking about it.

 After thinking for a moment, Wei Lan gave Gu Chao a few strokes of his hair.

She dragged Gu Chao's hand holding the mirror up and said, "How about this hairstyle? It will be shorter here."

Wei Lan used the handle of the comb to make gestures on Gu Chao's head.

She chose a middle parting for Gu Chao. He had good hair. After drying it, he would scratch it and it would feel fluffy.

Sunny little milk dog and domineering little wolf dog can both be controlled. Wei Lan is not sure whether Gu Chao will like it, so he will give it a try first.

Gu Chao glanced at himself in the mirror, his breath was stagnant, and he immediately shook his head in denial, "It's not good."

 Refuse to be so decisive? It's obviously not ugly, right?

Wei Lan glanced around suspiciously, and Gu Chao was already uncooperatively pulling his hair into a mess.

Wei Lan’s mouth twitched, “What are you doing?”

Gu Chao was silent and resisted coldly, "Don't be a traitor."

"Pfft... Where is the traitor? He is obviously very cute and sunny..." After glancing at Gu Chao's strong and deep face, Wei Lan's voice stopped abruptly.

Well, it’s really not appropriate.

 Although Gu Chao usually relied on her, he always looked gentle and carefree in front of her.

But Wei Lan knew that when facing other people, Gu Chao was still indifferent, revealing an indifferent and indifferent temperament.

In this case, how about trying a mohawk hairstyle?

 It shouldn’t be bad to highlight the elegant personality of a business elite man, right?

Wei Lan pursed her lips, her face full of seriousness.

Since the hair on the side of Gu Chao's head was long, it was difficult to see the effect after combing it. She walked around behind Gu Chao, pulled the hair on the side of his head back with her two small hands, and held it down.

 “What about this?” Wei Lan asked Gu Chao to see the effect.

Gu Chao held up the mirror. In the mirror, his hair stood up like a hill.

Gu Chao is good-looking and handsome no matter what. His hair is just a bonus.

Wei Lan thought there was no problem, but Gu Chao thought it was a big problem.

If he really gets this haircut, Gu Chao feels that when people see him, they will definitely think, why does this person have hair like a donkey?

Gu Chao frowned and sighed helplessly, "Nanny, don't make trouble."

Wei Lan suddenly became unhappy, "Why did I make a fuss?"

  She had racked her brains to design his hair, but he actually thought she was fooling around.

The cherry-pink lips were deflated, and Wei Lan wrinkled her face in frustration.

Seeing this situation, Gu Chao swallowed back his words of protest, "Well, let's take this one. I saw it, and it's pretty good."

Let the donkey be a donkey, as long as his girl is happy.

Wei Lan sniffed, walked around to Gu Chao, combed his hair twice, looked at him twice, went back and forth several times, and finally started to cut the scissors.

Tufts of half-inch-long hair fell to the ground, and Gu Chao sighed helplessly. With the dental scissors, you can get twice the result with half the effort. This time, it only took half an hour to cut your hair.

Wei Lan took a step back, bent slightly and looked at Gu Chao from side to side.

 Handsome, really handsome!

 After all, Gu Chao was an aboriginal resident of this era, so it was normal for him not to accept things from later generations.

 So, Wei Lan did not get a mohawk haircut for professional elites as Gu Chao said when he gave in just now.

Instead, referring to this era, he grew out the sideburns, trimmed the hair on both sides slightly, and combed the top hair back. Wei Lan carefully trimmed it bit by bit, and finally gave Gu Chao a retro hairstyle.

Hair is not completely dry yet, so the back of the head is combed meticulously and neatly.

Gu Chao has an angular face, deep black eyes, and a tall and straight body. He is the kind of cold and imposing type.

It’s just that his hair is usually loose and ragy, and sometimes it covers his eyes when it grows long, which makes people mistakenly think that he has a gloomy temper and is difficult to get along with.

His hair is now pulled back, revealing his broad forehead, and his sharp eyebrows are slightly raised.

Perhaps he thought he had a donkey-like haircut. His eyebrows were slightly raised, his deep eyes were slightly narrowed, and he looked at the speckled hair on the ground without expectation.

He sat lazily on the chair, with his long, strong legs bent up at will. Apart from his laziness, the sharp aura on his body was slightly reduced, and there was an inexplicable aura of asceticism, which heightened the sense of asceticism to the extreme.

Wei Lan's peach blossom eyes widened slightly, her lips pursed, and she couldn't help but move her gaze downwards to look at Gu Chao's pursed lips.

The lips were slightly pursed into a straight line. At this time, she was particularly sexy.

 Feeling that my heart is beating so hard.

She must be blushing, right? Wei Lan thought.

Before Wei Lan continued to move, Gu Chao raised his eyes and asked, "Okay?"

　　The magnetic voice is tinged with a hint of hoarseness, and there is a hint of helplessness in the pampering.

With this sound, Wei Lan's heart trembled, and her small hands as white as flowers and bones clenched tightly, "Hiss—"

There was pain in the palm of his hand. Wei Lan lowered his head. There was a red mark on his index finger and middle finger, and there was a faint bloodshot coming out.

　　Just now, I accidentally pinched the blade of the scissors when I was wandering around.

"Why are you so careless? Does it hurt?" Gu Chao frowned, took the dental scissors from her hand and threw them away, lowered his head and took the two injured fingers into his mouth.

Although the dental scissors are newly purchased, Gu Chao has seen that there are some rust spots on the upper thread. If they are not removed in time, it will affect the wound healing.

 The warmth came from the fingertips, making Wei Lan's cheeks hot.

Gu Chao sucked his finger, and then spit out a mouthful of saliva with a faint blood stain. He went back and forth several times until the wound on Wei Lan's finger stopped bleeding.

 He kissed Wei Lan's green-white fingertips lightly, his eyes darkened, "Does it hurt?"

"No, it doesn't hurt anymore..." Wei Lan stood there stiffly.

The **** were held down by Gu Chao, still touching his lips and chin.

 Wei Lan's fingertips trembled slightly, and by some strange mistake, he poked inside.

Gu Chao suddenly froze, his arm muscles bulged, his arms formed a full and beautiful arc, and the hand holding Wei Lan tightened.

He raised his head slightly and looked over with his deep eyes, his **** and possessiveness undisguised.

Wei Lan was burned by his fiery gaze. She took a step back and withdrew her hand, stammering, "Cut, it's done! You, wash your hair yourself!"

Wei Lan took back the mirror, randomly pulled out the towel he was using to pad his neck and went back to his room.

 Hand down the door latch with your backhand, draw the curtains.

The movements are smooth and done in one go.

 The curtains were installed not long ago, using the white and pink floral fabric that Gu Chaocong brought back.

Wei Lan was sitting on the bed, panting slightly, her mind in a state of confusion.

 After a while, I calmed down slightly, and I secretly hated myself for not living up to expectations.

Lying back on the bed, looking at the dark beams above his head, Wei Lan turned over and buried his face in the quilt. A hazy voice came through the quilt, "You really... what were you thinking just now!"

Recalling the scene in the backyard just now, her face felt faintly hot again.

Just when he was feeling annoyed, there was a crackling sound from the kitchen, followed immediately by Granny Gu and Gu Chao's conversation, which was very vague and Wei Lan couldn't hear clearly.

　　Something must have been knocked over, right?

Wei Lan guessed in her mind that she wanted to go out and take a look, but then she remembered what she had done just now, and her cheeks were burning with embarrassment.

Wei Lan buried her face in the quilt, thought about it again and again, finally sighed and stopped thinking about going out to take a look.

I originally wanted to calm down and let time relieve the embarrassment, but as I lay there, my consciousness became confused.

In a daze, Wei Lan blinked twice and fell asleep.

 Woke up again, the north wind was howling outside the window, and it was pitch black.

Wei Lan rubbed her eyes and got up, slowly put on her shoes and turned on the light.

Within a minute, there was a knock on the door, "Nanny, are you awake?"

“Yeah.” Wei Lan lazily yawned and gently wiped away the physiological tears from the corners of his eyes.

 Opening the door and walking out, Gu Chao stood at the door. The kitchen and main room were quiet.

 Usually at this time, Grandma Gu is either cooking or watching TV. The room is always lively and bustling, so it won't be so deserted.

Wei Lan stretched her neck and looked around. There was no one in the kitchen. The lights in the main room were turned off and it was pitch dark.

Wei Lan felt even more strange, "Where is grandma?"

"Let's rest." Gu Chao led her to the kitchen, "How about noodles for dinner? Fish ball noodles."

"good."

Wei Lan was sitting next to the small stove, watching Gu Chao go about his business.

 When burning the stove, it is easy to emit thick smoke, so when it is not used much, the stove is usually placed on the inside of the kitchen door leading to the backyard.

Gu Chao cooked the noodles with familiar movements. Wei Lan's consciousness was still a little confused, so she yawned and looked out the door.

The warm light of the yellow light bulb leaked through the door, and bits of gray drifted down from the sky.

 Is it snowing again?

I have always heard that it rarely snows in the south, but now it seems that this statement is not necessarily accurate.

 “What are you thinking about?” Gu Chao moved a small table and placed a steaming bowl of fish ball noodles in front of Wei Lan.

 He sat across the threshold and glanced sideways at the bowl of noodles, "Have a taste."

Wei Lan nodded, puffed his lips and blew, then took a sip of the noodle soup, "It tastes good!"

Gu Chao's eyes lit up, "Eat quickly, it will get cold in a while."

"Um."

Wei Lan eats very gracefully, taking small bites. Sometimes he bites a meatball, and his cheeks are bulged by the meatball.

Even though the corners of his eyes were reddish and filled with tears, he refused to give up and chewed with trembling cheeks.

 (End of this chapter)