Shi Sang grabbed his hair and then asked again: "How do you think of my hairstyle?"

Xie Yan's eyes fell, and then he dragged his voice slightly: "What should I say?"

"No need to say anything, just say it." Shi Sang made a gesture of "Please, please, boss," with a full manner, "I want to listen to objective evaluation."

So Xie Yan said straight: "You have a kind of dress up..."

Shi Sang was looking forward to: "What?"

Xie Yan: "——Rustic."

Shi Sang: "..."

OK OK OK OK Don't be angry.

When I took a photo with Lin Erxie Yan last year, Shi Sang said that they were like princes and sons in the castle, and he was like the native dog they raised in the garden that was better than "yeah".

After going around and around, from a certain level, it is now a dream come true.

"Let's just be rusty." Shi Sang comforted himself and said, "When I add filters and add a few more layers of filters, I will be no longer rusty."

Xie Yan looked at him sideways.

OK, being optimistic by nature is also a good thing.

"There is one more thing that I don't understand." Xie Yan said again.

Shi Sang raised his head from his phone: "What?"

"Why is your hairstyle still bald except for dirt?"

"..." Shi Sang said, "Let's stop talking about this, okay?"

Xie Yan raised his eyebrows and refused to comment.

After leaving out the development-oriented topic, Shi Sang said again: "No, Xie Tiantian, I will tell you solemnly, don't stare at my head? If you look at the whole, gradually look at the whole from the part to the whole."

"Ah..." Xie Yan responded lazily, and one of his hands was casually placed on his long legs, his fingertips lit his knees one after another. After looking at the whole part, he asked, "Have you pried this photo?"

Shi Sang: "?"

Shi Sang was shocked: "How do you know? I'm so obvious?"

Xie Yan sneered: "Your p                                                         �

Shi Sang: "???"

Shi Sang: "Is there any? I think I just had a p-picking one."

"Is this called a little p?" Xie Yan took out the biting lollipop, pinched the white candy stick with his fingertips, and said vainly, "Look at your chin, it's too sharp, just like a bicycle seat cushion."

Shi Sang: "..."

What does "a bicycle cushion becomes a sting" mean???

Shi Sang lowered his head, pointed at the screen of his phone, continued to enlarge the photo, stared at his chin after paging, and said, "It's okay, I'll pick it back, don't look at my chin, look at anything else. Also, can't you say something nice?"

"I'm speaking based on facts." Xie Yan said lazyly, "And your eyes, the mantis that came in the classroom before, its eyes are not as big as yours."

"..." As soon as the mantis was mentioned, Shi Sang's face turned green, and he said numbly, "Brother, you're a little scary."

However, Shen Wang continued with interest: "How big is his eyes?"

Shisang had shown him the photos just now, but at that time his attention was on Shisang's long legs that looked like fly legs. He really didn't pay attention to what Shisang had pounced his head.

"Just say that." Xie Yanqing narrowed his eyes, "If he really looked like a photo, I wouldn't dare to play table tennis with him."

Chen Wang: "?"
Chapter completed!