Master Doctor in the City

If Ye Chen had been to that kind of high-end barber shop, he would definitely see that it was somewhat similar to the barber shop. However, compared to the high-end barber shops outside, it looks more upscale.

Even the charming woman in front of her is the kind of first-class beauty. Ye Chen is not a lustful person, and he is not as romantic as those families, but he is a Chinese medicine student. Generally speaking, a person who learns Chinese medicine will look at people the most, especially when he sees a person’s looks and various looks Circumstances, he will see this person's recent situation.

Naturally, there are many books on Chinese medicine that Ye Chen read, including those in ancient times to identify whether a young woman is still complete. Through the understanding of those books, Ye Chen will naturally get many ways.

Among them, without the help of other drugs, you can check whether the other person is still in perfect condition through walking posture, movement, flattery, eyebrows, lips, and face of a woman.

Now Ye Chen was sitting on that soft chair, looking at the young woman in front of him, he felt a little strange. Could it be that in this kind of place, there are still those who are not stained by the mud?

Ye Chen couldn't believe it! Judging from his previous identification method, there should be no mistakes, and naturally there is some doubt in his heart.

"I don't know what the young master is doing looking at me like this?" Jiao Didi's young woman approached and asked.

"It's nothing, help me get a haircut!" Ye Chen felt that maybe he was wrong, maybe.

"Master, don't you know what hairstyle you want to cut?" the young woman asked.

"Flat-head style!" Now the summer is here, Ye Chen is naturally not suitable, and continue to grow longer hair, it feels troublesome to wash it like this, not to mention that sweating is more uncomfortable when you have long hair.

The young woman really took out a set of haircut tools. Among those haircut tools, there were two sharp scissors, a comb, a wind tube, and a folded black cloth, which was specially used to block hair when cutting hair. Prevent the hair from getting on your clothes.

"Master, let me wash your hair first!" In this separate room, except for the building that combines Chinese and Western style in the Republic of China, everything else is modern, with a separate bathroom and faucet.

However, this is not a standard barber shop after all, so there is no such kind of small bed that allows people to lie down and let you wash your hair. Instead, let Ye Chen bend down and stand in front of the faucet. Shampoo.

When shampooing, the young woman applied shampoo on Ye Chen's hair, began to feel it, and then began to massage Ye Chen's head and neck. From here, it is indeed a very standard massage method.

However, this made Ye Chen feel strange. When she massaged his neck with her hands, Ye Chen felt that the other's hands were not as soft as those women, but rather rough.

When this happens, generally speaking, I usually do hard work, and then my hands will leave very thick calluses. Of course, the other type of people, those who practice martial arts, have such a thick cocoon.

"Girl, where are you from?" Ye Chen asked.

"I'm from Sichuan!" Hearing the other's accent, it was somewhat similar. After all, Ye Chen’s hometown is in Shennongjia, not far from there. He usually talks with people who speak Sichuanese.

From the very beginning, the young woman spoke to him with a Sichuan accent. However, Ye Chen felt a little deliberate.

"Oh!" Ye Chen didn't say any more.

She washed Ye Chen's hair for a few minutes, and after a few minutes of massaging, she asked him to sit back on the chair. Then, putting on the black cloth for him.

Ye Chen sat there, the young woman wiped his hair, then used a windpipe to blow, then brought scissors and combs, and began to cut his hair.

Ye Chen closed his eyes and sat there without looking at the big mirror in front. Just now, he had already seen this young woman with a delicate and beautiful face.

Such a beautiful woman, usually in the club, doing this kind of work, I heard that she was still a technician before. Under such circumstances, she is still a complete body, and she is not affected by the mud?

Unless, unless she is sick. For example, those with AIDS do not dare to approach other men. However, Ye Chen believed that it was definitely not for this reason.

When she cut Ye Chen's hair slowly, the speed seemed to be very smooth. This also made sense. She had done this kind of hair cutting in the barber shop before.

Ye Chen didn't say anything, it's just that the young woman seemed to use the plump twin peaks occasionally to lure him.

Ye Chen smiled in her heart. There was no other reaction. When she cut the hair on the left hand side of Ye Chen, Ye Chen felt that the young woman in front of him was more and more different. However, until now, she hadn't done any other actions, and Ye Chen naturally didn't do anything else.

"Master, do you want to cut the hair on the forehead a bit shorter?" the young woman said. Seeing Ye Chen's eyes closed all the time, she didn't know what she was thinking about, her look just now flashed past, her look was like a murderous look, not at all like the delicate eyes just now, her eyes were watery , As if water is about to emerge.

"Cut it shorter!" Ye Chen said.

The young woman continued to cut Ye Chen's hair and cut the hair on Ye Chen's head a lot shorter as a whole. Now the black hair that has been cut off is on the ground, and Ye Chen feels much better. When the hair on the back of Ye Chen's head was also cut a lot shorter, Ye Chen asked, "Girl, have you finished the cut?"

"Not yet, I need to continue to organize it for you!" she said. I didn't know that she took out a beard knife from there, and began to slowly shave off the short hair beside Ye Chen's ears. The speed was very slow, and even after the other party finished shave Ye Chen, he massaged the neck to the head.

"Okay, now I will wash your hair again!" said the young woman.

When Ye Chen bent down and stood beside the faucet, the young woman began to wash his hair very carefully. The care and proficiency were the same as when she had done such a job before.

When she was almost washing Ye Chen, she said, "Master, you stand here first, I will wipe it with a dry towel for you!"

At this time, apart from the dry towel she used to take, she also had the sharp scissors in her hand.

She held the sharp scissors in one hand, and the towel in the other. She glanced at Ye Chen with the ferocious look in her eyes, and then flashed past again.

When she came to Ye Chen, she stood in front of Ye Chen, first holding the towel, rubbing Ye Chen's hair, and holding the sharp scissors in her left hand, when she thought Ye Chen was bent over and bowed. Before she could react, she wanted to insert a pair of scissors into Ye Chen's neck.

There is no doubt that the most dangerous parts of the human body, the head, neck, heart, and several parts, now if the sharp scissors are inserted in a single blow, it is like Cheng Fei holding a sharp beer bottle. Stabbed Jinshi's neck fiercely like that.

When she just wanted to stab him, Ye Chen already grabbed the opponent's hand and asked, "Hey, what do you want to do?"

Just now, when the murderous aura of the young woman exuded, Ye Chen already knew, and before she could react, she had already grabbed her left hand holding the scissors.