you can only love me

Chapter 23

In the evening, I took my mother out to eat delicious food, and after the meal, I took her to get a haircut as originally planned.I often come back to work, so the master of the barber shop still recognizes me, and joked that I became more and more handsome.

I was very happy to hear that, and my mother refuted him a few words, "Nowadays, children like to dress up as male or female. The world is really getting weirder and weirder."

The hairdresser said, "Neutral beauty is popular now, your daughter is beautiful like this."

"She," my mother glanced at me, "she would be really pretty if she would wear a dress."

Khan, I'd better read the magazine obediently by the side.

During the period, I chatted with the master from time to time. He said that my current hairstyle is not bad, but if I wait a little longer and let him do it, he will make me more handsome or something. He probably thinks that I am suitable for short hair.

In fact, my long hair should not be bad, but it is troublesome to take care of it. I said wait and see.

Then the phone rang, I took a quick look to see that it was Xiao Le, I thought she might want to drag me out to play.

It's very noisy over there, probably in a bar or something. There are people laughing on the phone all the time, and several women are fighting for something. I can't hear it, and no one talks to me.

Did you accidentally press the dial key?I thought to myself, just as I was about to hang up the phone, I heard Xiao Le's voice, and told them to return the phone to her, and stop making trouble, otherwise I would be angry.

Then I heard a woman talking to me, "Hi~" with a very light voice.

I returned her inexplicably, and she suddenly exclaimed in surprise as if she had discovered the New World, "Why is your husband a woman?" She seemed very disappointed.

I sweated for a while, what and what, is this calling me?

I hung up the phone, thinking that Xiao Le must have gone crazy with this group of people.

Quietly flipping through a few more pages, the phone was tossing around endlessly like a naughty child, so I simply turned it to silent and ignored it.

When my mother stood up after cutting her hair, I had already lost several magazines by the side.She lingered in front of the mirror for a while, complained a bit about the short cut, and asked me how I felt.

I took a closer look, and it’s actually not short. The master’s skills are good, and my mother is much younger. I joked with my mother and said, “Oh my god, you will definitely be called my sister when you go out like this tonight.” ,beautiful.

My mother smiled embarrassedly when she heard it. In fact, she also thinks that she is so good-looking, but she needs to find someone to promise, so I will go with the flow.

When I was a child, I liked going to the theater, because there was always something delicious to eat.When I grew up, I was tired of eating, and the opera was just a boring puppet show to me.Accompanying my mother to watch the theater is really to accompany the prince to study. If I don’t like it, I pretend to like it. If I don’t like it, I insist on watching it. My eyelids are getting heavier and heavier.

In the small market, I accompanied my mother around and bought a catty of sweet potatoes, preparing to cook fresh millet porridge for two people tomorrow.My mother walked in front carrying sweet potatoes, and I followed behind with dim eyes, yawning and taking out my mobile phone to look at it. The light blue screen lit up, and there were several missed calls and some boring mobile text messages.

I went back to Du Mei first, "Looking for me?"

"What's the matter with your hearing? You always have the ability to not hear the phone ringing. Are you playing crazy with Zhang Li Hao Peng?"

"I just fell asleep. I don't know. I came back from them long ago."

"Why do you go to bed so early? Pig!"

"Tch, you want me to go to bed early and late, anyway, I won't sleep with you tonight."

"I'm done taking a shower now, and I'm lying on the bed, so boring."

What do you mean, I swallowed, "And then?"

"Then I thought of you boredly, thinking of your warm body, smooth skin, and... long fingers."

"..."

"Honey~" Her voice was soft as if she had drunk alcohol, and I had a premonition that something was wrong, and sure enough, she said something that made me vomit blood, "I want to have sex with you."