With a wicked grin, Wang Hu slowly leaned close to Zhao Meiling's ear and whispered the unexpected words: "Hehe, just let me kiss you, okay?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Meiling's cheeks instantly turned bright red, as luscious as a ripe apple. She glared at Wang Hu, both embarrassed and annoyed, and snapped, "Get lost! What kind of ridiculous conditions are these!"
However, Wang Hu showed no sign of letting go. Instead, he gripped Zhao Meiling's hand even tighter, even gently rubbing it a couple of times. At the same time, he continued to plead playfully, "Hey, don't be angry, are you going to say yes or no?"
Zhao Meiling became increasingly embarrassed by Wang Hu's actions, her originally fair face now completely flushed. She bit her lip and whispered, "Okay, okay, I promise you, just let go of my hand!"
Wang Hu was secretly delighted when Zhao Meiling finally relented. He stared intently at the shy and charming woman before him, his heart fluttering with each glance. Especially when he saw her rosy cheeks, he found her breathtakingly beautiful, like a ripe peach exuding an alluring fragrance.
At this moment, Zhao Meiling noticed that Wang Hu was still sitting on the sofa, looking silly and not moving. She urged him impatiently, "Hey, didn't you want a haircut? Come and wash your hair!"
Wang Hu slowly stood up, his eyes searching the surroundings for the familiar shampoo bed. He walked around the room, circling it completely, but couldn't find it. Just as he was starting to wonder, he suddenly noticed something resembling a shampoo bed in an inner cubicle. Sure enough, upon closer inspection, it was the shampoo bed he was looking for.
Wang Hu lay down, adjusted his position, and couldn't help but ask Zhao Meiling, who was preparing the tools, "Your shampoo bed used to be outside, so why was it moved to this room inside?"
While skillfully handling the shampoo and towel in her hands, Zhao Meiling replied with a smile, "It's winter now. If we put the shampoo bed outside, who would want to come here for a haircut on such a cold day?"
Wang Hu thought this made sense. Although the winter temperatures in Ningbo weren't considered severe, having wet hair exposed to the cold wind was indeed quite unpleasant. Thinking of this, he nodded in agreement with Zhao Meiling's approach.
At this moment, Zhao Meiling stood beside Wang Hu, gazing down at his strikingly handsome face. Wang Hu's refined features, deep-set eyes, and slightly upturned lips captivated Zhao Meiling. She felt as if an invisible hand was gripping her heart tightly, and a strong desire welled up within her. Finally, this desire led her to make a bold decision.
Zhao Meiling turned around slightly and hurriedly walked out of the hair salon. A moment later, she returned with a "Temporarily Closed" sign in her hand.
She hung the sign in a conspicuous place outside the door, then picked up a U-lock and deftly locked the door from the inside.
After completing these actions, Zhao Meiling's cheeks involuntarily flushed. She pondered to herself why she had been so audacious today. In fact, the one who instigated all of this was Wang Hu.
Wang Hu has just undergone a rebirth. Having just been reborn, he has not yet fully mastered how to control himself, so much so that his aura inadvertently leaks out, giving off a unique charm that is extremely attractive to women.
Although Chen Linlin is feisty, she is not a person without sense of propriety. The reason why she suddenly became so proactive in a labor-intensive place like a factory is largely due to this.
Then there's Meng Zhiyun. You know, in her past life, she was the one who arranged to introduce Wang Hu to girlfriends. The day Wang Hu sat down next to her, Meng Zhiyun was unknowingly attracted to him.
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