Chapter Seventeen The Hairdresser's Hands Were More Gentle with Love

  "Hey Qi'er, that man who sent you the clothes, do you know him?" Liu Lianhua glanced at the pile of clothes on the side, her eyes full of envy.

  It was only when Liu Lianghua mentioned it that An Qier felt a strong sense of familiarity surge up again, but she herself realized that she had been intentionally avoiding the memories that she didn't want to think about.

  But she wouldn't lie to Liu Lianhua, and instead expressed her thoughts very frankly, "This man should be a familiar stranger to me, but I don't want to know him."

  Liu Lianghua didn't quite understand the meaning behind An Qi'er's words, but faced with the delicious sushi, she thought that being optimistic was most important, so she didn't ask any further questions. Instead, she looked at her with expectant eyes and asked timidly: "Qi'er, your clothes are really beautiful, can I borrow them to wear?"

  An Qi'er was amused by Liu Lianhua's obedient expression, and almost spat out the sushi roll she had just taken in. She quickly gulped down a big mouthful of water, cleared her throat and said: "Sister, many of these clothes were specially chosen for you, besides, we often swap clothes with each other, don't be so polite."

  "It's just that others are too embarrassed" Liu Lianhua lowered her head shyly.

  "Sister, how did you have the nerve to kiss Zhenzhen in front of everyone today?"

  As soon as An Qi'er brought up this matter, Liu Lianhua's face turned red and purple with shame, regretting that she had indeed lost her soul at the time. After the fact, she couldn't even understand how she could have been so bold, it was truly embarrassing to say "Don't make fun of my loss of self-control".

  "If Jin Bei saw you like this, he would laugh at you for at least a year. However, Guo Zhēnzhēn is indeed a bit too feminine; otherwise, with his good looks and work abilities, he wouldn't be a bad candidate for a son-in-law." An Qi'er thought for a moment, then glanced at Liu Lianghua again, and suddenly felt that the two were quite compatible, after all...

  "Qǐ ér, how come your tone is just like my mom's? Besides, he has so many beautiful female customers waiting in line for him to do their hair, why would his peach blossom eyes even look at me?" Liu Lianhua thought about it more and felt even more discouraged.

  "How did you suddenly fall in love with him?"

  Liu Lianhua's face contorted in anger upon hearing An Qi'er's words, "An Qi'er, how can you see through me so clearly? Are you my mirror?"

  An Qi'er slowly picked up a slice of raw fish and dipped it in the sauce, which looked very elegant to Liu Lianhua. An Qi'er then said slowly: "Sister, you give people the feeling of being a clear and bright mirror. Actually, being with someone like you is stress-free, and you're really cute too."

  Liu Lianhua sighed with a hint of melancholy, "If only he could think like you do and appreciate me..."

  "Sister, what exactly is it about Guo Zhēnzhēn that has attracted you?" An Qǐ'ér still had some reservations in her heart about Guo Zhēnzhēn's flirtatious nature as a hairstylist.

  Liu Lianhua put down her chopsticks, propped up her chin with both hands like a girl in thought, and quietly recalled: "He has a pair of very clean and slender hands, and his hands are very gentle. Unlike the few hairstylists I've met before, especially the female hairstylists who pulled and tugged at my hair, hurting me so much that I gritted my teeth, but she pretended not to see it."

  "What are you looking at? Your eyes are almost popping out." Duan Ruiqi followed her friend's line of sight and happened to glance over at An Qi'er's table, seeing that the person corresponding to her friend was Liu Lianhua. Curiously, she asked: "I didn't expect that you've changed your taste now, and you even like the icy type?"

  Good friend Huang Zong has been staring at the beautiful woman next to Liu Lianhua, and that woman also noticed his gaze, deliberately stretching out her slender white **, occasionally throwing a flying kiss that made Huang Zong's heart itch, saying: "This woman is not just enough to satisfy my mouth with ice cream, she is a fiery iceberg that can make my whole body boil"

  Duan Ruiqi listened to this and looked at Liu Lianhua again, feeling a bit incredulous, so she asked: "No matter how I look, I don't see what's hot about that woman's figure?"

  "She's got fire all over her body, and she can easily set me on fire" Huang Zong was so excited that he couldn't sit still, and said to Duan Ruiqi with a full of apology: "Ruiqi, I'm sorry, I have to rush to put out the fire. This time I didn't treat you well, next time I'll invite you again and arrange a few more fragrant ones for you"

  Duan Ruiqi looked at Huang Zong with a urgent expression, but just smiled and didn't show any anger, very understandingly nodded her head, "You go quickly, don't miss the beauty"

  Just then, Huang Zong rushed to the side of the fiery woman sitting alone at a table next to Liu Lianhua. Duan Ruiqi couldn't help but laugh at himself for misjudging the situation earlier. However, he felt that he and An Qi'er had a good affinity, and it was quite coincidental to run into each other twice in one day. Thinking about it, he decided not to approach her, as she hadn't shown any signs of recognizing him. He thought it would be better to stay put and observe from afar.

  "Hearing you say that, I think it's your hair that likes Guo Zhenzhen." An Qi'er thought that the hairstylist not only looked good but also had hands that pleased women.

  Liu Lianhua was determined, "Anyway, I've made up my mind about him, it's just that I don't know how to make a move on him. Why not, I'll become a member at his place and go there regularly to get my hair done."

  "Like you think he has many female members there, with your temper, if you watch him flirt with so many women all day, you'll be furious to death."

  Liu Lianhua furrowed her brow in distress and said, "What can be done about it?"

  An Qi'er couldn't think of a good solution either, after all, she hadn't been in love for a long time. She didn't want Liu Lianhua to be sad, so she could only dryly comfort her: "Sister, don't rush into emotions, take it slow, as long as fate is on your side, no one can ruin it."

  Liu Lianhua didn't seem to hear it, but instead shifted her gaze and pointed at Duan Ruiqi's head, saying: "That man has been staring at you all the time, do you know him?"

  An Qi'er followed Liu Lianhua's pointing direction and looked back, it was the man who sent her clothes. She quickly wiped her mouth, "Just in time, I'll hurry to give him the money, you wait here for a moment."

  An Qi'er walked over, and Duan Ruiqi also raised his glass in a grand gesture towards her. She felt that Duan Ruiqi's gaze was filled with an air of casual observation, making her feel like a small animal in a zoo being carelessly watched by him. If he was in a good mood, he might even toss her some treats she craved.

  "How could I have such an idea? How tacky." An Qi'er muttered to herself, and Duan Ruiqi was able to observe the slight twitch at the corner of her mouth, apparently talking to herself about something.

  "Hello, sir. I've come to return this to you." An Qi'er directly handed over the money.

  Duan Ruiqi's eyes widened slightly as he stared at An Qi'er, clearly surprised. No woman had ever offered him money before, and he should have refused, saying: "Miss, I didn't offer you any other services, why are you giving me money?"

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