The cool life of sand sculpture

Spoiled Eggs are speechless

Although the hairstyle was gone and turned into a braised egg head, but because of Qi Lang's excellent looks, he was still handsome even with a braised egg cut.

but……

"Hahaha... Dasha, you look like a prisoner who just came out." Shi Cha looked at Qi Lang's new look, and couldn't help laughing.

Qi Lang covered his face: "Ah, stop laughing, I'm already like this, and you won't comfort me."

Boom, sad...

Uh, why does it feel that something is not right?

Forget it, forget it.

What's wrong with acting like a baby to your girlfriend?

"Okay, okay, I won't laugh at you." Shi Cha tried hard to hold back his laughter, "Then should we continue shopping? It's only past four o'clock, and we can go shopping for a while."

"Go shopping! You have to go shopping!" Qi Lang said immediately, "It's our first date anyway. Although there was a little accident, it's still pretty romantic overall, right?"

When it came to the latter, Qi Lang was not confident anymore.

This... poisonous tea is chasing after him, so, is it considered chasing?

"Yeah... right." Shi Cha wasn't too confident, after all, she really didn't find anything romantic, "Forget it's not important, let's go, continue shopping—"

So the two skipped the topic and continued to stroll on the streets of Denmark.

While walking, Shicha saw a handicraft shop, so he dragged Qi Lang into the shop and started playing with handicrafts.

There are many DIY items in the handmade store, including clay, braided rope, and even jewelry DIY.

After Shi Cha and Qi Lang took a look, they decided to weave a couple bracelet with beads.

After picking out the rope and beads for weaving, the two sat down at a small table to start weaving.

There are quite a few people in this handmade shop, some are making clay, some are weaving jewelry, and most of them are couples.

Shi Cha and Qi Lang quietly weaved each other's couple bracelets.

And behind them there is also a couple who are playing with kneading clay.

Squeezing and pinching, the man became a bit addicted to cigarettes, so he took out a cigarette and lit it up to smoke.

I also flicked ash when I smoked.

"Sir, I'm sorry, you can't smoke here. (Danish)" The clerk not far away saw the man smoking, so he walked up to the man and said politely.

Hearing this, the man quickly took the cigarette out of his mouth: "Oh, sorry, I see. (Danish)"

But there was no ashtray in this store, so the man held up the cigarette and looked around, looking for a place to press the cigarette butt.

While searching, the man didn't realize that the sparks from his cigarette fell on someone's hair.

He quickly found a place where he could put out the cigarettes, and after that, he rebuilt the chair and continued kneading the clay.

Ten seconds later——

"Dasha, do you smell anything strange?" Shi Cha sniffed, always feeling a burnt smell lingering at the tip of his nose.

I don't know if it was her illusion.

But it shouldn't be. This is a handmade shop. Although there is a stove for baking pottery clay, there shouldn't be a burnt smell.

"Strange smell? It seems a little bit when you say that." Qi Lang then sniffed and smelled the smell around him, "It seems...something is burnt?"

Shicha nodded: "Yes, you smelled it too. By the way, why does it feel a little hot?"

"Uh..." Qi Lang's gaze suddenly fixed on Shi Cha's back, and then he rubbed his eyes, "I don't know if I read it wrong, I seem to... see smoke coming out from behind you."

"Smoke?" Shi Cha tilted her head, and she glanced back.

"Fuck! Poison your hair!"

When Shi Cha turned her head, her hair was exposed to Qi Lang's sight, which made him stand up straight away in fright.

"on fire!"

Shi Cha was a little confused: "Huh?"

What the hell is on fire?

"Your hair is on fire!" Qi Lang was so frightened that he jumped directly behind Shi Cha, subconsciously wanting to pounce with his hands, but was so hot that he quickly retracted his paws.

After finishing the work, he anxiously looked left and right to find something to extinguish the flames on Shicha's hair.

At this time, Shicha finally found her flaming hair, and she stood up in fright: "Wow! How could my hair catch fire!?"

She said why it feels a little hot, Nima's hair is on fire, can it stop being hot! ?

At this time, the people around also noticed the movement of the two of them, and when they saw the flames on Shi Cha's hair, they all exclaimed in fright.

The clerk of the handicraft shop also rushed over, and the group hurriedly looked for something to put out the flames in their hair.

Shi Cha is probably the most panicked at the moment - after all, her hair is on fire!

It's ugly without hair!

"Poison tea! I'm here to save you!"

Qi Lang, who was carrying the bottled water on the water dispenser, ran towards Shicha at a fast speed, and poured the water on Shicha's hair without saying a word.

"Wow—"

A large amount of water was poured on Shicha's hair, the fire was extinguished, and Shicha became a drowned rat.

Shicha: "..."

Today's date is over.

But even though Qi Lang's speed was very fast, most of Shi Cha's hair was burned off, especially the burnt pits at the back, it was really unbearable to look directly at.

At this moment, the two naturally didn't have much confidence to continue weaving couple bracelets. The clerk quickly let Shicha into it, and Qi Lang went to the clothing store next door to buy a set of clean clothes and came back.

By the time Shicha changed his clothes and came out wiping his hair with a towel, the clerk had already called out the surveillance camera.

Finally, it was found that the source was caused by the man sitting behind the tea smoking.

Man smoking: "Sorry, I'll pay for everything. (English)"

The man who smoked was also very shocked. He just smoked a cigarette, he hadn't smoked yet, and he actually burned the hair of the beautiful woman.

"Hehehe." Qi Lang looked at the smoking man expressionlessly, with a very unhappy expression on his face.

So after the compensation was over, Shicha also walked into the barber shop with nothing to love.

The boy in the barber shop: "..."

This young couple is unlucky enough.

The front and rear feet cut the hair, and it was all because of force majeure.

Because Shicha's hair was burned too badly, although fortunately the scalp was not injured, but the original long hair must be cut off.

"Please, at least give me a handsome haircut." Shi Cha sat on a chair in the barber shop, looked at his dog-gnawed hair, and said weakly, "Anyway, don't want to cut your hair short."

She doesn't want to be a corned egg head!

The barber looked at Shicha's hair and took a deep breath: "I will work hard!"

More than an hour later, the two braised eggs stood at the door of the barber shop, silent.