The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

Sure enough, the Yanyan in front of her was her little queen. No matter how much time passed, she was still the one she wanted to fall into all the time.

"Then let's talk first. If the hair I cut for you doesn't look good, don't be angry with me." Luo Liyan went to get a pair of scissors and said, then tilted her head and looked at Yi Zehao playfully.

"Don't be angry, as long as you don't dislike being ugly." He pinched Luo Liyan's chin and shook it lovingly.

Then he raised his hand and took off the white jade hairpin.

The shiny black hair hung down like silk.

Luo Liyan put her hand on it, and the smooth touch even made her reluctant to break it.

But thinking about everyone's speculations and the quiet time the two had spent together, she finally gritted her teeth and endured it.

While listening to the sound of scissors cutting hair, Luo Liyan silently sighed in her heart that she was too rough to be a woman like herself.

If Yi Zehao's hair was considered to be exquisite silk, then his own hair was simply weeds on the roadside.

Forget it, I can’t think about it!

Jealousy transformed her beyond recognition.

Now she almost wanted to remove all Yi Zehao's hair.

In order to prevent herself from actually implementing her idea, Luo Liyan found several recent beautiful photos of male celebrities on her phone and placed them in front of Yi Zehao.

"Look, which of these people's hairstyles do you like? I'll cut it according to the one you picked." Luo Liyan asked eagerly.

"Yanyan likes these men, and she still has their portraits?" Yi Zehao's voice suddenly turned cold.

Luo Liyan felt as if there were waves of sinister wind blowing by, rolling up all the hair on her body.

"Can this be considered a portrait? This is called a photo!" She growled angrily.

In his eyes, how carefree he really is. There are pictures of nearly ten men here. If he really had any thoughts about these men, he wouldn't be able to put the pictures in front of him so openly.

If he was just an ordinary person, he might still be angry with him.

But his identity was impressive, and he wasn't so evil that he wanted to try it out to see if he could kill dozens of people in a row without being discovered by others.

"No matter what you call it, there are other men's things in your things." Yi Zehao's eyebrows became a little colder, and there was even a faint scarlet color in his deep eyes.

"I didn't save it! Now there is something called the Internet. What I am showing you is a mobile phone. A mobile phone with Internet access can find all kinds of photos. If you don't believe it, I can also find a bunch of photos of women for you. ." Luo Liyan explained weakly.

But just as she finished speaking, she heard Yi Zehao's cold sneer, "My little queen, you didn't look down on those vulgar fans back then. I remember you carried me behind your back and went there secretly several times. The brothel Chuguan."

Well, this time I jumped into the Yellow River and couldn’t even wash myself off.

Luo Liyan took a deep breath and felt a severe pain in her chest.

She raised her hand and covered it. She stared at Yi Zehao and glanced at Yi Zehao angrily, "Oh, are you taking advantage of my lack of memory to settle old scores for me here? If you are like this, then I think It's better to treat you as a stranger, so that you don't have to settle accounts with me so confidently. I've just been reborn, and my future is gone."