I swept the entertainment circle with the medicine pot

Xuan Mingcheng smacked his lips, sweet, soft and tender.

Yao Wangyou was stunned for a moment, and then his brain stopped spinning.

Xuan Mingcheng was also a little stunned, but what he thought more about was: the waist of this medicine jar is really thin, and it is easier to hug than he thought.

"You... what are you doing!" Yao Wangyou asked him with a stern look.This guy... has a high body temperature.

"I, I..." Xuan Mingcheng couldn't answer anymore. He stared at Yao Wangyou's face, and saw that the medicine jar started to turn red from the place where he touched it at the base of his neck, all the way to the base of his ears. There is a tendency to spread upwards, and I couldn't help swallowing my throat, thinking that the pear soup is not moist enough, why is my mouth still dry.

Yao Wangyou wanted to get up, but Xuan Mingcheng's arms around his waist were tightly clasped, no matter how hard he tried to break them, he couldn't break them apart, so Yao Wangyou had no choice but to turn around and stare at him: "Let go!"

"Ah? Oh..." Xuan Mingcheng let go of his hand resentfully, and Yao Wangyou breathed a sigh of relief. He stood up and moved around, only to feel that the hot face on his face subsided a little, but when he turned his head, he saw him again. Dao Xuan Mingcheng was staring at him, and even stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.Suddenly, the whole person was on fire again.

Xuan Mingcheng looked at Yao Wangyou's fleeing back, and blurted out: "Hey, medicine jar, my soup..."

Yao Wangyou threw the bowl and spoon into the sink, and rushed back to the room, thinking that it's time to return the soup, and you won't be able to drink any of the scum in the future, you bastard!

The part of the neck that Xuan Mingcheng touched was so hot that it almost hurt!

But until he fell asleep, Yao Wangyou never thought about "washing his neck".

After the neck licking incident last time, Xuan Mingcheng found that Yao Wangyou started to deliberately keep a distance from him again.

This really annoys the CEO who is always in the business field, trying to show his presence in front of Yao Wangyou every day, but the medicine jar just ignores him.

Therefore, Xuan Mingcheng formulated a seductive plan that he thought was very fake.

Just three tricks, you can get that medicine jar in your pocket!

[The first trick: acting like a baby (?)]

A week ago, Xuan Mingcheng complained that he was not feeling well. Aunt Xiang was worried when she heard this, so she asked Tan Zi if she wanted to call Xuan Mingcheng's personal doctor, but Tan Zi vetoed it.How could the shrewd Secretary Qin not know that Mr. President is not feeling well, isn't he just acting like a baby?

Thinking of the word "act like a baby" at that time, Tan Zi instinctively felt a chill, but after thinking about it, it seemed that there was no other word that was more accurate, so she silently accepted it.

As for whether he drank it in the end, of course he did, but the scene that night was like this...

Xuan Mingcheng came home from working overtime at night, dejected - he hadn't talked to that medicine jar for three days.But when he opened the door full of aggrievedness, he suddenly smelled a strong smell of Lao Huo's soup, and his heart was overjoyed.As soon as he changed his slippers and threw away his coat, Xuan Mingcheng ran into the kitchen, but all he saw was a clean stove and a pot of soup simmering on it to keep warm .

As for who he wants to see more... no.

"What I want is the medicine pot, not you..." Xuan Mingcheng said fiercely to the medicine pot on the stove.

Qin Zi swallowed her saliva—the head of their president is getting more and more troublesome...

[The second trick: pretending to be sick is great and the law is good]

Two days later, Xuan Mingcheng was scratching his head in the office while searching the Internet for "how to talk to someone who likes you but is shy". Ta! Kiss ta!" and a series of "putting love candles and playing flower hands to learn how people in society speak" and other sand-sculpted and earthy operations, Mr. Xuan made a "great sacrifice" decision.

And when Tan Zi received Xuan Mingcheng asking him to buy a whole set of cosmetics and send them to the office, he thought that Xuan Mingcheng was going to buy them for someone.Even if Qin Zi is as knowledgeable and experienced as Qin Zi, he couldn't help but be surprised - when did his own president do such an ambiguous thing as "giving gifts in person"?Could it be that Mr. Yao's indifference during this period made Mr. Xuan discouraged?

Impossible, President Xuan looks like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang... No!How could he back down so easily when he looks so handsome and in love?

However, just to be on the safe side, Secretary Qin, who is conscientious and considerate of the president's happiness, immediately opened Xuanming City's itinerary for the next half month, carefully screened every possible "gift recipient", and finally confirmed One candidate was selected: Ms. Peng, the daughter of the chairman of Seagull Entertainment.

……

[Mr. Xuan, the gift you asked me to buy for Ms. Peng has already been placed in the office] Tan Zi silently typed this paragraph, and began to seriously consider whether to secretly send a message to Yao Wangyou, who still doesn’t know anything about the situation. WeChat.

When Xuan Mingcheng received this news while unpacking the box, two question marks appeared in his head: Who is Miss Peng?what gift?

And when Tan Zi knew that Xuan Mingcheng asked him to buy cosmetics for himself, he, who had always been calm and calm, dropped his jaw in shock, and changed from doubting "Xuan Mingcheng's change of heart" to doubting "his own brain." There is something wrong with the Wernicke area in the cortex that is responsible for 'understanding human speech'"——What did Mr. Xuan just say, he wants to put on makeup?

Tan Zi, who took ten seconds to calm himself down, suddenly thought of a reasonable possibility: "Mr. Xuan, are you coming back?"

Secretary Qin's brain resumed normal operation: If this is the case, then it is easy to understand. Xuan Mingcheng was originally a model, and makeup is a normal requirement when shooting magazine catwalks.

But there is one more thing to be cautious--Xuan Mingcheng is now the president, but he has to go to the show in person, will it make people feel that Tianxing's human resources cannot be supplied, and the public opinion that the emperor whale has overtaken Tianxing has been rumored recently There is a lot of uproar, just in case...

"Come back home in a while, remember to play a scene with me." Xuan Mingcheng didn't know what Qin Zi was thinking about, and he picked out a foundation suitable for him at the moment from the box, and began to put on makeup. Yan was taken aback: "Acting?"

Xuan Mingcheng grabbed a foundation brush, half of his face was painted gray, he raised his eyelids and looked at him: "Well, from now on, I'm a sick person, and I need a doctor to get better."

Qin Zi: &*&...￥@...?

Why don't you say you need a kiss?

However, Xuan Mingcheng's grand plan of pretending to be sick really had some effect - of course, only a little.

When Yao Wangyou saw Qin Zi walking in with the bluish-faced Xuan Mingcheng on his arm, he was so frightened that he threw the medicine pick in his hand and ran over: "What's wrong?"

Xuan Mingcheng turned his face sideways, pointed the back of his head at him, covered his mouth and coughed in pain a few times, the corners of his mouth were raised quietly where Yao Wangyou couldn't see - look at the medicine jar in a hurry.

Qin Zi frowned, sighed, helped Xuan Mingcheng walk into the house, Yao Wangyou walked around to the other side, trying to grab Xuan Mingcheng's wrist, but he dodged him, and immediately became anxious: " Don't shy away from medical treatment, let me see."

Xuan Mingcheng glanced at Yao Wangyou, seeing that his anxious face turned pale, he couldn't help but feel complacent: this medicine jar has been hiding from him for so long, isn't it just shyness!

Qin Zi shook his head, thinking that he should not get involved in this matter, put Xuan Mingcheng on the sofa, sighed, turned and went out.

"The medicine jar..." Xuan Mingcheng coughed twice.

Yao Wangyou told him to shut up, and reached out to touch his wrist, but Xuan Mingcheng grabbed his fingers with his backhand.

Xuan Mingcheng's palm was thick and wide, carrying a scorching body temperature, the temperature ran from his fingertips all the way to his heart, knocking on the small door, knocking the heart in Yao Wangyou's chest so loudly Get up - he has grown so big, he hasn't held anyone's hand yet...

Wait... Why is this guy's hand so hot?

"Pharmaceutical jar...I..." Xuan Mingcheng panted for a while after saying a few words, his face was painted gray, and he looked as if he had suddenly suffered a serious illness. Yao Wangyou was full of doubts, while listening to Xuan Mingcheng's That pitiful man squinted at the position of Xuan Mingcheng's Adam's apple.

"Pharmaceutical jar... you two days ago..." Xuan Mingcheng just said a few words when he suddenly felt a hand touching his face.He widened his eyes in disbelief and looked up, and saw that Yao Wangyou was looking down at him "affectionately", with one hand on his face, his fingers felt a little cold, and when they touched his face, they felt numb. of.

Xuan Mingcheng felt hot in his heart, he already knew that this medicine jar liked him...

"Pharmaceutical jar! Ugh!"

Unexpectedly, the thumb suddenly slid down and pressed the carotid artery on the side of Xuan Mingcheng's Adam's apple.Yao Wangyou narrowed his eyes, his pulse was strong, he was neither floating nor sinking, and his health was extremely good - he had long said that this guy was as strong as a cow, how could he suddenly become ill, okay, so he was just pretending!

Knowing that he was exposed, Xuan Mingcheng swallowed his throat, forced the corners of his mouth to curl up, and revealed a distorted smile that was supposed to be full of charm: "That, the medicine jar..."

"climb!"

Xuan Mingcheng was taken aback, looking at the back of Yao Wangyou leaving in a huff, with a mournful face: The medicine jar was broken by sand sculpture netizens!

But at any rate, Xuan Mingcheng can be regarded as talking to Yao Wangyou, although there are only a few pitiful words...

[The third trick:]

Two days later, Xuan Mingcheng's anxious head was about to explode. Yao Wangyou either hated him or avoided him. If he wanted medicinal food or something, he would stew it for him, but even if he dodged, he didn't talk much. How come, let alone WeChat, it’s not bad if it’s not blocked...

Xuan Mingcheng regretted it, why did he lose his mind at the beginning and lick the neck of the medicine jar?

No matter how tempting it is, you have to hold back, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry!

Xuan Mingcheng was so devoted to how to redeem what he had done, completely unaware that his thoughts had begun to develop in a weird direction.

After holding back for another two days, Xuan Mingcheng couldn't take it anymore, so he simply adopted the advice given by the netizens - be direct, go!

"Pharmaceutical jar!"

Yao Wangyou, who was reading a book in the room, trembled, stared at the closed door for a while, sighed, got up and opened the door.He also hadn't spoken a few words to Xuan Mingcheng for a week, and he didn't notice the quarrel between the two of them on weekdays, but after this period of time, Yao Wangyou always felt that his life lacked some excitement.

"Pharmaceutical jar!" Xuan Mingcheng had given up hope at first, but when he saw the door opened, his heart surged, and he began to pose according to the expected situation, playing handsome and cool, like a peacock with fluffy hair.Xin said that when Yao Wangyou's heart moved, she naturally didn't worry that the two of them would have nothing to say.

Yao Wangyou saw Xuan Mingcheng resting his head on one hand, leaning his elbow on the door frame, one hand in his trouser pocket, his two long legs crossed, his eyes were extremely deep, and he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"What?"

Xuan Mingcheng raised the corners of his mouth, looked at his shoulder, and smiled with desire: "Help me push my back?"

"I just pushed it for you last week." Yao Wangyou didn't refuse, didn't deny it, and the hand holding the door frame was holding the door uneasily—of course, it was in a place that Xuanming City couldn't see.

"Come on, I want it." Xuan Mingcheng purposely spoke ambiguously. Seeing the panic in Yao Wangyou's eyes, he was even more proud. He stretched out his hand and pulled him to his room, like a rooster with a cocked tail. As hell.

This medicine jar...is really awkward!

But as the old saying goes, a cocked tail is a prelude to a somersault.Xuan Mingcheng thought for a while how to make Yao Wangyou's "spring heart sprout", so that he "couldn't control" his own charm at all, so his mouth didn't listen to his head's command, so he was still a little nervous about Yao Wangyou. Worryingly said: "Tsk, you don't know how to be blessed while you are in the midst of blessings. How many suitors want to take this opportunity to seduce me, why don't you... cherish... cherish..."

Looking at the eyes that contained two groups of roaring anger, Xuan Mingcheng swallowed hard, his Adam's apple slid up and down, let out a "grunt", pointed at the door with difficulty and opened his mouth: "I, crawl..."

Xuan Mingcheng basically exhausted all available methods, but the effect was not satisfactory.Not only did it not relieve the medicine jar, but it seemed to make him even more angry.

This made the President very depressed.

At night, Xuan Mingcheng looked at the moon outside the window, suddenly clasped his hands together, and muttered:

"Moon God, Moon God, please do me a favor, old man, tell that medicine jar to take care of me, you can do whatever you want me to do, just take care of me..."

But he didn't expect that sometimes it's so simple, if... that's also called luck.

This morning, Yao Wangyou woke up under the sun bathing his buttocks. He hugged the quilt and stretched contentedly, planning to squat for a while, but the next moment, an earth-shattering sound came from outside...

"what!!!!"

Yao Wangyou rushed out, not caring about what else was there, and directly pushed the door of Xuanmingcheng's room open, burning with worry.

That guy is so miserable, can't something happen?fracture?Or hit your head?It can't be...the eyes? !

Thinking of Xuan Mingcheng's dark eyes that were as deep as onyx were covered with blood, Yao Wangyou's heart jumped uncomfortably, he pushed open the door and rushed in.

"Hey!"

"Ah! You get out!"

Yao Wangyou was taken aback for a moment, Xuan Mingcheng's voice was still full of vitality as usual, he didn't look like he was injured, the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

Only then did he realize that he was so nervous that his hands were shaking.

But at this time, Xuan Mingcheng was lying on the bed without any image, wrapped himself in a quilt into a ball, and hid himself inside.

Yao Wangyou, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the quilt ball in front of him, and was speechless for a moment, what the hell was this man doing.

"What's wrong?" He walked over, reached out and patted the quilt dumpling lightly.

Xuan Mingcheng's heart moved slightly in the group - the medicine jar spoke to him, and the tone was very gentle!

"Come out, let me see." Yao Wangyou said.

Xuan Mingcheng covered his head and shook his head, but remembered that Yao Wangyou couldn't see, so he replied: "No!"

Yao Wangyou blinked, thinking that this is strange, Xuan Mingcheng actually only answered one word, it seems that this matter has hit him hard!

Originally, he was still asking out of concern, but now, Yao Wangyou rarely had bad thoughts about other people's "tragedies". He has never been particularly concerned about other people's affairs, but since it happened to Xuan Mingcheng... that must be very interesting!

"Let me see." Yao Wangyou sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to grab the quilt, but Xuan Mingcheng was crushing the quilt, and he couldn't pull it out, so he thought it was better to outsmart him.

Yao Wangyou folded her arms, looked at the quilt, and said, "Tsk, I'm going to be late for work."

"I didn't intend to go..."

Hearing what he said, Yao Wangyou became even more interested, and Xuan Mingcheng couldn't even go to work, what the hell is going on!

"Let's see..." Yao Wangyou grabbed the quilt and tugged, "What's the matter?"

It was quiet for a while, and then came a sentence: "I'm sick..."

"If you are sick, let me see it!" Yao Wangyou's eyes lit up, and he said as if coaxing a child. He also guessed that it was probably not a serious illness, but at most it was a bit embarrassing, but this pair of Xuan who had always been overly narcissistic For Mingcheng, it is probably something that is absolutely unbearable.

But what it is, he has to look to know.

Xuan Mingcheng said sullenly: "Then you are not allowed to laugh at me."

"Hmm..." Yao Wangyou nodded with a suppressed smile, but Xuan Mingcheng heard that laughter.The resentful CEO sighed, lifted the quilt, turned his head awkwardly, and did not meet Yao Wangyou's eyes.

Yao Wangyou blinked, this person is fine.The legs are slender, the waist is strong, the arms are strong, the facial features are as stunning and attractive, and the hairstyle... hairstyle...

"puff!"

"I told you not to laugh!" Xuan Mingcheng was furious, gnashing his teeth and staring at Yao Wangyou.

"Hahahahahaha!" Yao Wangyou trembled with a smile, Xuan Mingcheng's face became stiffer, and the corners of his mouth twitched.This jar of dead medicine...

While laughing, Yao Wangyou reached out to pat Xuan Mingcheng on the shoulder, bent over, tears burst out of laughter.

Xuan Mingcheng looked down, and saw Yao Wangyou's arms hanging on his shoulders, his head resting on his chest, feeling inexplicably... the taste is not bad!

Let him laugh for a while, it's better than not talking to himself like before.

"Pharmaceutical jar." Xuan Mingcheng pinched Yao Wangyou's soft ears and asked, "Can you cure it?"

The thing, is this.

After waking up this morning, Xuan Mingcheng took a shower in the bathroom as usual, and was about to go to work clean, but when he was shampooing, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

But he looked at the vanity mirror in the bathroom, and he didn't think there was anything wrong, and he was still the same: impeccable!

Until he took a shower and changed his clothes, and when he was drying his hair in the mirror in the room, Xuan Mingcheng felt that a certain place touched by his fingers seemed to have a different touch from other places.

He grabbed it gently, and spread his hand, and saw a large mass of black hair lying in his palm.

Xuan Mingcheng:! ! !

He threw away the hair dryer in his hand, scratched his scalp and looked down, and saw that his head, which was originally "luxuriant in water and grass", was suddenly missing a piece, and the small circle of white scalp was like a big open mouth , laughing arrogantly at him:

Mr. President, you are bald!

Xuan Mingcheng almost bumped his head against the wall to death.

What did I do wrong that God wants to punish me like this?

He couldn't help thinking about his hair loss, and finally turned into a Mediterranean appearance, and then the medicine jar was still so cute and young standing beside him.

If others see this, they will definitely say that he is that kind of wretched and greasy old man who eats young grass!

I, I, I... I x!

Xuan Mingcheng: Breathing out fragrance.

When he heard Yao Wangyou's knock on the door, his first reaction was to hide under the quilt, in order to be seen by the medicine jar.

joke!Do you want his face anymore!

Xuan Mingcheng sat at the head of the bed, and Yao Wangyou sat at the edge of the bed, with one hand around his wrist, looking at the ceiling and chanting.

Xuan Mingcheng looked at the few slender fingers on his wrist, and thought that even the nails in this medicine jar look good, shiny and plump.

Yao Wangyou's hands are indeed beautiful, with long and slender fingers, not particularly obvious joints, and beautiful nails.Before he came to this era, someone from the temple outside the city came to him specifically, saying that he wanted to make a model of his hand and use it for the statue.

Yao Wangyou checked his pulse for a while, and seeing Xuan Mingcheng's eyes seemed to grow on his body, he thought he was worried, so he smiled and comforted him, "It's okay."

"Really?" Xuan Mingcheng raised his head, and saw Yao Wangyou nodded his chin, and said, "It's just baldness, it's not terminally ill, at worst, let's shave it off."

The President felt that he was about to pass away.

But when he saw the smile on the corner of Yao Wangyou's mouth, he suddenly realized, and jumped off the bed: "You don't like me, medicine jar?!"

Yao Wangyou licked his lips and pursed his lips to suppress a smile.

Seeing his complacent look, Xuan Mingcheng loved and hated him at the same time. He held Yao Wangyou's face with both hands. Seeing his eyes widen in horror, he felt that he had regained his place in his heart, and his face slowly approached. , the two of them could smell their breath.Xuan Mingcheng warned him: "If I'm going to be bald in the future, I'll shave off your medicine jar hair too, and we two become monks together!"

Yao Wangyou pushed him away, blushing, "What about you and us..."

Xuan Mingcheng, who came back to his senses, also felt embarrassed, patted his sleeves, coughed twice and said, "Then what...you can really cure it?"

"Yes!" Yao Wangyou smiled and glanced at the nervous Xuan Mingcheng, then turned and went to the study to prescribe a prescription.

Xuan Mingcheng instinctively raised his hand to touch his head, but he froze the moment his hand touched the top of his head—he was already bald, and if he squeezed it again, it would be gone!

He sighed, raised his legs to follow, and then listened to Yao Wangyou and walked slowly towards the study without looking back, saying: "Your alopecia areata is a sudden symptom, and the reason is not complicated, um...you recently Do you often eat spicy food?"

Xuan Mingcheng shook his head.

"It shouldn't be hair loss caused by blood heat." Yao Wangyou walked to the desk and sat down, took out a pen and paper and began to write, Xuan Mingcheng supported the countertop with his hands, tilted his head to look at him, his eyes were fixed, and he saw it The four big characters of "deficiency of liver and kidney" were written, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"The medicine jar, don't write nonsense!" Xuan Mingcheng thought it was a big joke, kidney...deficiency?

"Who wrote carelessly?" Yao Wangyou paused the tip of his pen, looked up at him, "Your pulse is thinner than before, and you are in such good health."

"Who is thin!" Xuan Mingcheng's head was confused and he didn't understand carefully, he opened his mouth and yelled, this medicine jar first said that he had kidney deficiency, and then said that he was thin? !How could my man, Xiongfeng, tolerate him splashing such dirty water?

Yao Wangyou blinked, looked at Xuan Mingcheng who suddenly jumped, wondering what he was up to, shook his head, and said: "The cause of liver and kidney deficiency is probably worrying, lack of sleep, and high tension. It's not a long-term disease, it's just a loss of kidney qi, and after a few days of recuperation, it made up for it. And I also saw that there are not many places where your hair falls off, it's only as big as one or two knuckles, and it grows back soon."

I heard that it was only an occasional situation, not a long-term problem, so Xuan Mingcheng's complexion looked better, but he got into a corner for some reason, caring very much about the "fineness" that Yao Wangyou said, and secretly decided in his heart, Sooner or later, I will prove it to this medicine jar!

He glanced at Yao Wangyou's slender arms and legs, and thought to himself that with his small body, he definitely couldn't be thinner than him... Xuan Mingcheng, who was full of fighting spirit, didn't think about it at all, he wanted to get along with Yao Wangyou Worries are more serious than thickness, what will happen.

After Yao Wangyou finished writing the list, he folded it and put it in his trouser pocket. He was going to hand it to Aunt Xiang when the time came. He capped the soft-tip pen that Xuan Mingcheng sent to him, and asked, "How many days have you spent?" Nervous and worried? What's the matter?"

As soon as the words came out, he saw Xuan Mingcheng staring at him resentfully, innocently: "What are you doing?"

"Isn't it you? You can't tell when I talk to you every day?" Xuan Mingcheng gritted his molars and began to complain, "Do you know how ugly I painted my face when I pretended to be sick that day? For acting Playing a full set, I have been pretending since the company, a lot of employees thought I had some terminal illness, Qin Zi said that many people even wrote their resignation reports..."

Yao Wangyou stretched out his hand to pick his ears, and muttered, "You're so brave to say, it was scary to death."

As soon as he spoke, Xuan Mingcheng's complaints stopped immediately, and he asked instead: "Pharmaceutical jar, are you...worried about me?"

Yao Wangyou turned around calmly, and walked out while moving her arms: "Oh, I haven't watered my Tianlin grass yet."

Xuan Mingcheng stayed where he was, looking at Yao Wangyou's back and giggling, why didn't the medicine jar admit that he was worried about him... Tsk tsk, he didn't mean it.

But with such a great charm, it is normal for him to feel a little inferior in front of him.But it's okay, just slowly cultivate his self-confidence!After thinking about it, Xuan Mingcheng went back to his room in a good mood.

Although he couldn't go to the company because of a small discount on his appearance, Xuan Mingcheng can still work at home. Qin Zi didn't ask much when he received the call. He browsed through the snowflake-like files as usual and sorted them into categories After sorting it out, I packed it and sent it to Xuan Mingcheng's mailbox.

When Xuan Mingcheng received the email, he immediately put himself into work, and concentrated on analyzing the company's strategy, strategy, project investment, financing and so on.As for his sudden alopecia areata, it's not just because of Yao Wangyou, there's another thing...

Xuan Mingcheng suddenly remembered that matter, and sent a WeChat message to Qin Zi:

[You pick out some irrelevant evidence collected before, make a copy, scan it and send it to Zhang Zheyan anonymously]

After a while, Qin Zi replied:

【receive】

What worried him so much was Zhang Zheyan's problem, apart from the increasing momentum of the imperial whale.Since this kid is an undercover agent sent by the opposite side, he must not be able to stay long. Xuan Mingcheng has already made a decision. As soon as it descends, this hidden danger will be removed.

As for the email from Qin Zi, it was a small gift for him first.

Xuan Mingcheng stretched his back on the cushion, stretched his sore legs, opened Weibo casually, and a trending search immediately came into view, he frowned, sat up from the bed, clicked on that, A hot search that shouldn't have appeared at this time.

The author has something to say: When I talked about hair with my friends, I was almost hit by a hammer

say I'm inhuman

(puff)

Will grow back soon!Mr. President won't be bald! ! ! ! !

He just lost a handful of hair, get rid of the image of the Mediterranean Sea in your head! ! !

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