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

【happy New Year to all! Today’s update will be replaced tomorrow morning! 】

【happy New Year to all! Today’s update will be replaced tomorrow morning! 】

【happy New Year to all! Today’s update will be replaced tomorrow morning! 】

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Yi Zehao said nothing, but had a playful smile on his face.

Luo Liyan was so angry at his smile that she picked up his baggage and wanted to throw him out of her shop.

Yi Zehao took advantage of the situation and pulled her into his arms, "Be good, don't think about this impossible thing, and don't say anything to make me angry."

"You were the one who cheated on me first, and you even took out things I didn't know about to settle accounts with me." Luo Liyan twisted in resistance.

But then she heard a muffled sound above her head, her face turned red and she quickly stopped moving.

Yi Zehao wanted to hug him again, but he was afraid that his behavior would become uncontrollable and make the little girl in his arms angry, so he could only endure it.

"Then I'm wrong. Is there anything I don't know about this world now? You can tell me slowly. As long as it's what you say, I'm willing to listen." His tone finally returned to his usual gentle and doting tone. The look of drowning.

Luo Liyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't dare to let Yi Zehao choose any more hair. She could only glance at her phone, then picked the simplest hairstyle and trimmed it for him.

While pruning, I also distractedly taught him some common sense about the current world.

Yi Zehao listened very seriously, and naturally the more she spoke, the more energetic she became.

It's just that she has no experience in hairdressing. The effect of this distraction can be imagined.

The corner of her mouth twitched and she looked at Yi Zehao's head. Not to mention she didn't dare to look directly, she didn't even have the courage to let Yi Zehao take a look.

"Well... how about we go home first, and I can buy these clothes for you myself." Luo Liyan suggested weakly.

There were too many mirrors in this shopping mall. She was afraid that Yi Zehao might see her cutting his long black hair into the dog-gnawed look, and he might get into trouble with her again. .

"Not cut properly?" Yi Zehao seemed to have guessed the result, smiling indulgently.

Uh... This is not just a bad cut, this is simply a disaster scene, okay!

Luo Liyan swallowed, and she didn't know where to look with her guilty eyes.

Yi Zehao walked to the window on the side and saw his current appearance through the reflection above.

To be honest, it was really a bit ugly, but he never cared much about his appearance.

"Okay, I didn't say I should blame you. Anyway, I'm here to show you what I look like. You can just like it." Yi Zehao comforted me.

No! Thanks! I don't like it at all!

Luo Liyan silently replied in her heart, but did not dare to respond to Yi Zehao's words.

As soon as the man saw her like this, he knew what she was thinking, and asked a little annoyed and a little funny: "Is it possible that Yanyan thinks I'm ugly?"

"No!" Luo Liyan immediately shook her head with a strong desire for survival, "I feel like my own hands have mutilated your appearance."

"It's okay. As long as you don't mind it, you can cut it however you want." Yi Zehao held her little hand and squeezed it gently.

"Forget it, I'll take you to the barber shop to make up for it." Luo Liyan sighed helplessly.

Sure enough, people who become monks halfway are unreliable. If Yi Zehao is not angry with himself, then he is really in love with him.

"No, since you cut it for me yourself, how could I let others destroy it?" Yi Zehao refused forcefully.