jdhmnovel Chapter 150 Your Hair Is Really Dyed Back
Chapter 150 Your Hair Is Really Dyed Back
"My birthday party this time will definitely be a grand banquet, with many important people in attendance."
"As long as you perform well at the banquet and establish a good relationship with them, the Lan family will definitely develop better and better in the future."
Lan Yuchen nodded slightly, hugged Pang Min in his arms, rested his chin on her head, and said softly: "Minmin, you are so good to me. I will not let you down, nor will we let our efforts go to waste."
After seeing Zhao Gang off, Nan Qiao walked back to the backyard and went straight to the armchair where Fang Xuyao had sat before.
She sat down slowly, the sunlight gently shining on her like a golden veil, warm and making her relax completely.
It seemed that she was just basking in the sun comfortably for an afternoon, but in fact she was practicing in secret.
In the backyard, there is a lot of spiritual energy surrounding it because of the existence of the spiritual flower.
Those spiritual energies are like lively elves, flickering faintly in the air.
Nan Qiao closed his eyes slightly, immersed in it, guiding the spiritual energy to flow slowly through his meridians, constantly nourishing and strengthening his body and spiritual power.
Jiang Linkai wanted to go up and talk to Nan Qiao several times from a distance, but every time he saw her sitting quietly on the armchair, sleeping so soundly, her peaceful sleeping face seemed to have a kind of magic, which made him unable to bear to disturb her. He could only watch silently, with a hint of helplessness and pampering in his eyes.
Nan Qiao had dinner at Fumanyuan, and a warm atmosphere lingered around her.
She stood up and said goodbye to Grandpa Jiang and Grandma Jiang with a smile, her eyes full of respect and gratitude.
The two old people kindly told Nan Qiao to come to their home often when she was free.
After saying goodbye, Nan Qiao slowly walked towards the door, and Jiang Linkai followed her silently.
As we walked out of Fumanyuan, the night deepened and the breeze blew gently.
Jiang Linkai looked at Nan Qiao with a hint of reluctance in his eyes, and said, "Nan Qiao, see you at the beginning of the school term."
His voice was filled with nostalgia and was particularly clear in the quiet night.
Nan Qiao nodded slightly, the corners of her mouth raised: "Okay."
Then she turned and walked towards the car driven by Lin Yue.
The car lights lit up in the night. Nan Qiao opened the door and the moment she got in, her eyes met Jiang Linkai's. After they smiled at each other, the car started slowly and gradually disappeared from Jiang Linkai's sight.
The next day, the afternoon sun shone on the road in Xingmeng Bay, casting a golden halo.
Fang Xuyao was sitting in his family's luxurious black car, which was parked quietly outside Xingmeng Bay.
He frowned slightly, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes. What a broken rule this Star Dream Bay has that foreign vehicles are not allowed to enter.
At this time, Nan Qiao was making careful preparations in the house. Today she was wearing a new Chinese-style dress. The delicate fabric was embroidered with exquisite traditional patterns, which complemented her temperament.
She simply tied her hair into a bun and inserted a simple hairpin, making her look gentle and elegant.
When Nan Qiao walked out of Xingmeng Bay, his eyes were attracted by something not far away.
I saw a young man leaning lazily next to a black luxury car.
His black hair shone with a unique luster in the sunlight. The black was no longer the strange hue it had before, but a pure black that was full of boldness.
He was wearing simple sportswear, exuding youthful vitality, and every movement he made was full of endless vigor.
Nan Qiao was stunned for a moment, her eyes full of surprise. She asked in disbelief, "Fang Xuyao? Did you really dye your hair back?"
Fang Xuyao nodded vigorously, a sly smile on his lips. "Yes, I'm formally inviting you to dinner at the Fang family today. If I still had that yellow hair, wouldn't Grandpa skin me alive?"
"He's a big believer in traditional etiquette. If he saw me like that, he'd probably be so angry he'd hit me with his cane."
"Am I the most filial and obedient to him?"
Nan Qiao looked at him suspiciously, her beautiful big eyes full of doubt. Wasn’t it because she asked him to dye his hair back yesterday?
No matter what, Nan Qiao would not believe that Fang Xuyao would listen to Grandpa Jiang so much.
Fang Xuyao touched his hair, his eyes drifting away somewhat unnaturally, then looked at Nan Qiao again and asked, "How is it? Am I just as handsome with black hair?"
As he spoke, he struck a pose that he thought looked handsome, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised in a confident smile.
Nan Qiao looked him up and down, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up, and she nodded and said, "When you had yellow hair, you looked like a street thug, a scoundrel."
"Now with this black hair, he looks like a little wolfdog."
Well, handsome and a bit wild.
Fang Xuyao frowned when he heard this and muttered unhappily, "I asked you if you're handsome, not to compare me to a wolf or a dog."
"What a weird metaphor. I'm not an animal." He turned away proudly, crossed his arms, and looked annoyed.
When Nan Qiao saw him like this, she couldn't help but laugh, and her laughter was clear and pleasant.
She covered her mouth and said with a smile: "You look more like a crazy little wolfdog now."
Fang Xuyao glared at her, but he couldn't do anything about her. He opened the back door and said, "Let's go. Grandpa is still waiting for us at home."
Nan Qiao stopped laughing, lifted her skirt slightly, and elegantly sat in the back seat of the car. Fang Xuyao followed suit.
The car started slowly and moved forward steadily.
Fang Xuyao sat quietly, and at this moment a faint fragrance drifted into his nose.
That was the fragrance of Nan Qiao's body, quiet and elegant, like the fragrance of the first flower blooming in spring, stirring his heartstrings.
Fang Xuyao couldn't help but turn his head to glance at her. Her cute and delicate profile seemed to be coated with a halo in the sunlight, so beautiful that it was like a dream.
After just one glance, he quickly looked away, his heartbeat inexplicably quickened, and a subtle atmosphere spread in this small space.
As soon as they got on the road, Fang Xuyao seemed to have thorns all over his body. He kept twisting his body in the seat, adjusting his sitting position and pulling at his clothes.
After a while, he leaned forward and asked the driver to open the window for some fresh air.
The car window was lowered and the wind blew in, making Nan Qiao's hair a little messy.
Nan Qiao looked at him strangely, her eyes full of confusion, and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you? If it's hot, why don't you just turn on the air conditioner? Why open the window?"
"The wind is so strong that it makes my hair messy." As she said this, she smoothed her hair that was messed up by the wind with her hand.
Fang Xuyao's eyes were a little evasive, but he still lied with his eyes open: "Using the air conditioner consumes a lot of fuel, and the air conditioner will wear out after a long time. It must be very expensive. Any savings are better. It's better to open the window. The natural breeze is so comfortable."
As he spoke, he deliberately pretended to enjoy the breeze on his face.