Chapter 1204: Ready to go (3)

"Identity photo? Where did that come from?"
Xuehu sat idly upright and pulled her to sit and ask.
Yang Zimei had to explain briefly.
"So that's the case."
Xuehu looked at the wig and hat in front of him, "You pick me the same."
"Xuehu, if you want to wear a wig, your long hair may be cut short."
Yang Zimei remembered that at the time of the auction in City B, Xuehu's stunning appearance also cut her hair.
"Okay, you help me cut it."
Snow Lake had no opinion.
In fact, for their demons, the longer the hair, the stronger the spiritual power.
Of course, it doesn't cause the spiritual strength to be weakened because the hair is shortened.
"I cut?"
Yang Zi smiled, "Okay, if you don't dislike my craft, I'll cut it for you. Anyway, Xiao Qian's hair is cut by me. I'm still good at cutting hair."
In the last life, she also had no money to go to the barber shop, dragging a long hair and was very troublesome. She usually cut her own hair.
Of course, if you cut yourself, it will not look good.
Xiao Qian refused to be touched by anyone except her, so the task of helping him cut his hair could only fall on her.
She has a set of simple tools for cutting hair on hand.
Yang Zimei went and took the hair cutting tool.
"Xuehu, I'll take your headscarf away."
Yang Zimei carefully approached Xuehu Road.
Snow Lake hesitated and nodded.
Yang Zimei carefully untied the cloth.
The top of the appalling head was scorched, but fortunately, there was no rotting black water.
Vaguely smelled the snow lotus.
"Snow Lake, do you apply snowdrops?"
Yang Zimei thought that he had eaten a thousand-year-old snowdrop that day, and he vaguely guessed that it should be the place where Xuehu had collected and wanted to apply to him.
"Well, apply a little."
Snow Lake answered.
"That's a pity. I actually ate that millennial snowdrop. Maybe it will be useful for your scorch."
"Useless, at best it just stops the black water from seeping out. But it's very useful for you."
Xuehu slightly looked back at her, "Do you think my top is disgusting?"
"It's a bit ugly, but not disgusting. In my mind, Xuehu you will always be the perfect demon."
Yang Zimei looked at the top of his head and said, "I hope I can have a chance to meet Thor. By the way, when the next thunder strikes, I have to stand in the rain and roar and call Thor to help you."
"Stupid girl, don't do this. Thor's temper is very bad. If you dare to call it like this, he will definitely stab you with a thunder!"
Xuehu chuckled.
Yang Zimei frowned.
She was afraid of thunder and lightning.
However, this will not stop her determination to see Thor.
Even if it was hacked to death by Thor, she would try it.
Yang Zimei picked up the scissors and carefully helped Xuehu's hair up.
Xuehu's hair grows extremely well.
The thick black is soft and flexible. Yang Zimei carefully placed the hair cut from his head on a tray aside, ready to be used as a memorial.
She cut short and sharp, then picked up a wig and put him on.
This wig is very handsome, it is Korean style with golden short and short hair.
"Well, it is very suitable for your temperament, huh, even the face-lifted males in South Korea, standing with you, can only be reduced to a sad supporting role."
Yang Zimei smiled with satisfaction. "Put this shirt and trousers on again."
Xuehu didn't object, so she thought about taking off her robe directly in front of her.
Yang Zimei was startled, and hurriedly covered her face. "Xuehu, I'm going out, you change your clothes, otherwise, I have a nosebleed, and you can't handle it."
After speaking, she quickly backed out and closed the door.