The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

The same hair color as An Chen did have some temptations for Fu Yanxing, but the most important thing was An Chen's initiative.

But he has never changed his hair color to other colors. Firstly, he has no need for it, and secondly, he has no such hobby.

"Don't be in a daze! Okay? Okay?" An Chen's hair was almost dry, and Fu Yanxing didn't give an answer.

"Okay." Fu Yanxing's inner struggle finally ended, and he just secretly dyed his hair a couple's color with An Chen.

The hairstylist heard Fu Yanxing's answer as if he had heard something extraordinary. He had also suggested that Fu Yanxing change his hair color before, but he was always rejected. Unexpectedly, An Chen made him agree with just a few words. This was also So doting.

"Boss, you don't need to bleach your hair. You can just dye it directly. You can do it together later."

After the hairstylist finished speaking, he continued to blow dry An Chen's hair.

Fu Yanxing nodded without asking why, "Go and prepare the hair dye." After Fu Yanxing finished speaking, he took the hair dryer from the hairstylist.

The hairstylist walked out of the bathroom in a daze. What is the relationship between An Chen and Fu Yanxing? This can no longer be described as pampering, and even the business of blowing hair in person has been arranged.

"I'll blow it myself." Just as An Chen turned around to get the hair dryer, Fu Yanxing took a step back.

"Do you dislike my hair-drying skills?"

"Then come on." An Xiaochen quickly behaved.

When the hairstylist returned to the living room alone, he received the attention of the people in the living room.

"The boss is blow-drying An Chen's hair. I'll come down first to prepare their hair dye." The hairstylist took the initiative to explain.

"What? The two of them? Did you say it wrong or did I hear it wrong?" Qu Yan looked incredulous.

"The boss also wants to dye his hair. An Chen said that he wants the boss to dye his hair in the same style as her."

"Awesome!" Fan Luo was now like an animated emoticon, "Brother Yan, we also dyed the same style, dyed red, how about it?"

I don't know what made Fan Luo suddenly go crazy. Of course Qu Yan refused, "Not very good."

"Okay, brother, please adjust the red hair dye for the two of us." Fan Luo ignored Qu Yan's answer and directly arranged it.

Qu Yan sighed, there was really nothing he could do, I was so worried.

Fan Luo now turned his attention to Ji Xuan and Ling Han opposite him, planning to let them both dye their hair red.

"Don't look at me, I refuse." Ling Han flew over with a pillow.

"I'm an agent, and I want to meet with the director and producer to discuss cooperation." Ji Xuan also turned around and refused.

Fan Luo turned his attention back to Qu Yan again. He was the only one left who had shared the joys and sorrows with him, and he must not let him go.

Fu Yanxing was still drying An Chen's hair. Although An Chen's hair was almost dry, this rare opportunity to be alone and communicate openly was rare.

Fu Yanxing had wanted to say "I like you" to An Chen countless times, but he was controlled by reason at the last moment.

Sometimes, Fu Yanxing really wanted to be like An Chen and say "I love you" as a joke. Although An Chen only said it in a state of expression, Fu Yanxing was very happy to hear it.

"Chenchen, you are so lovable."

Of course, An Chen didn't know what Fu Yanxing was thinking just now. He only knew that Fu Yanxing said this sentence inexplicably, without beginning or end.

"Of course I'm popular, don't you like me?"

"I like it, of course I do." Through An Chen's question, Fu Yanxing has expressed his inner thoughts more than once, but he just doesn't know when he can say this seriously again.

The clear spring reflects the looseness, and I don't know how many thousands of years it has passed. The cold moon shakes the clear waves, and light flows into the window. ——Li Bai's "Looking at the Moon and Feeling in Love"