Lazy cancer late stage

Chapter 55

Songsang slept until ten o'clock the next morning, when he got up in a daze, Yang Zhi wrapped himself and Songsang in a quilt into a cicada pupa.

Songsang found himself unable to move at all.I didn't clean it up yesterday and it's still sticky.

"Hey! Wake up." Songsang pushed him.

"Hmm..." Yang Zhi unconsciously hugged him even tighter.

I'm going to die...

Songsang pulled out his right arm with great effort, pinched Yang Zhi's nose, and prevented him from breathing.Then, Yang Zhi opened his mouth.

After thinking about it, Songsang raised her head and covered his mouth with her mouth.

"Um~" He really couldn't breathe now.

Yang Zhi held back, couldn't hold back, and opened his eyes.Songsang's face was close at hand, with a smile in his eyes.Well, this is the first time I was awakened by a kiss.

Yang Zhi directly put his hand on his head, deepening the kiss.

"Uh~ah~" Songsang wanted to tilt his head away, but he raised his head with great strength and held his head firmly.

"Yeah~" So intense early in the morning, Songsang blushed very spinelessly.

Fortunately, Yangzhi has done a good job of hygiene during this time, and there is no smell, otherwise Songsang would have bitten off his tongue.

After a few minutes, Yang Zhi let go of him contentedly, smiled, "Good morning~"

"What time is it?" Songsang turned her red face to touch the phone.

Look, it's past ten o'clock.

"Ahh!" Songsang was taken aback for a moment, and then exclaimed.

"Um~ what's wrong?"

Songsang jumped up from his arms, "You are late! No, you have already missed class!"

Yang Zhi sat up lazily, the quilt slipped down to his waist, exposing a large piece of chest.He yawned, "If you are absent from class, you are absent from class."

"How can you skip class!" Songsanghe Lion roared.

"How can college students be called college students if they don't miss classes?"

"you……"

"Okay~" Yang Zhi put his arms around Songsang's waist, "What's for dinner today?"

"Eat your bastard!" Songsang slammed his head hard, "Eat all day long except sleep."

There was a tangle on Yang Zhi's face, and it took him a long time to say, "You want to eat my egg?"

Songsang sprayed a mouthful of old blood on him.

After getting up with a rustle, I washed and washed, and it was almost noon after breakfast.The sunshine is particularly good, and the leaves of the small potted plants in front of the window look very full.Songsang took out the quilt and pillow to dry.

"Yang Zhi, let's go get a haircut."

"Ok?"

"You haven't had your hair cut in months."

Yang Zhi stroked his hair, "Hmm..."

Songsang took Yangzhi to the nearest hair salon downstairs. She had a haircut once before, but the place was not available, but the technique was not bad, and there were quite a few customers passing by every time.

As soon as I walked in, I saw a few guys with permed hair standing behind chairs doing hairstyles for customers.

"Cut your hair." Songsang shouted.

The proprietress is a woman with hot waves, and she greets her, "Who cuts it?"

"We are together."

Songsang and Yangzhi were pushed to lie down in front of the shampoo bed.The scalp is the most sensitive part of Songsang. When it is gently massaged, it will feel that the pores of the whole body are opened, which is very comfortable.

The boy who washed his hair was a young boy with big eyes, but he was thin, his face was yellowish, and he had curly hair like a chicken coop, which seemed a bit out of place.

The technique was gentle, Songsang felt dense pleasure coming from the scalp, and the sound of water filled his ears.

"Do you need conditioner?" he asked.

"Uh...use it."

He squeezed the conditioner and rubbed it on Songsang's head, "Sir, your hair is very good."

"Thank you."

"Have you ever tried a perm?"

"No."

He blinked and said cautiously, "I think you can try it."

Although Songsang is not too deep in the world, he also feels that the boy's salesmanship is very blunt.Songsang originally wanted to refuse, but the boy's eyes were fixed on him, looking expectant and nervous.

When the words came to his lips, they became: "Okay."

After he finished speaking, he regretted it.The boy said excitedly: "Great. Our store's technology is very good, and it will definitely satisfy you."

Then, Songsang was pushed in front of the mirror.

"Sir, which one do you want to perm?" The barber smiled and handed over the picture.

Songsang's scalp was really numb, "Stand up."

"Huh?" Yang Zhi just finished washing his hair, and his head was wrapped like an Indian.

"You can perm your head with me."

Yang Zhi didn't even think about it, "No."

"Please." Songsang blinked.

Yang Zhi directly turned his head over, "No."

"why?"

"ugly."

"Have you been burned?"

"No. But permed hair is ugly."

Songsang thought for a while, "But I'm going to get burned too."

Yang Zhi's gaze shifted to Songsang's head, "Don't burn it."

"I just said yes to the boy who washed my hair."

"Sir..." the barber couldn't help interjecting.

"Come with me." Songsang begged.

"Perm won't have much effect on hair quality, as long as you take good care of it." The barber said: "We have the latest hairstyle here, you can take a look at it. I think your face shape suits this one."

Songsang followed his hand and looked over, the effect on the model's head was really good, he bit the bullet, "Then this is it." He turned his eyes to Yang Zhi again, "Yang Zhi~"

Yang Zhi has never seen Songsang act like a spoiled child before, "You... make another one."

"what?"

"behave in a spoiled manner."

The hairdresser on the side suddenly changed his eyes.

Songsang's face was hot, and she turned her head, "Cut, if you don't accompany me, don't accompany me, I will burn myself."

An hour later, Songsang stepped out of the barber shop wearing a new hairstyle, which was quite good-looking to be honest.Hair becomes more voluminous and bouncy.The forehead sticks crookedly, making the face look smaller.But Songsang always felt awkward, and had to fiddle with it from time to time.

"Kawaii." Yang Zhi rubbed his head even more meanly.There is such a difference in height that Songsang can't even hide.

"Go, go! Don't touch me."

Yang Zhi just cut it short, and the back of his neck was exposed, and he couldn't help shrinking his neck as soon as he left the barber shop.

Songsang smiled lightly, took off her scarf, and tiptoed to wrap it around him.

Yang Zhi put his arms around his waist directly on the street, and kissed him on the mouth.

Songsang blushed.He clearly saw someone quickly took a mobile phone to take pictures of them.There were also many people who sneered and said something to the people next to them, and their eyes ran straight to them.

"What are you doing?" Songsang punched him angrily.

Yang Zhi didn't move and let him hit him.

"Hey! You talk!"

Yang Zhi stared forward as if standing still.

Songsang felt strange and turned her head to look back.

Song Xiaowai stood about ten meters ahead with a supermarket bag in hand, staring at them dumbfounded.

Songsang's mind exploded.