Personality is secondary disease

The moonlight outside the window was bright, and the night breeze was blowing light blue gauze curtains.

Bahua opened her sleepy eyes amidst the rustling sound.

Under the shining moonlight, Bahua saw Baohaojun, who was cutting through his hair one by one with a pair of scissors that he found somewhere.

With the ups and downs of his arm movements, strands of light golden hair scattered around him surrounded by moonlight, as decisive as the expression in his eyes.

This situation made Bahua think of a word for no reason: a strong man cuts off his wrist...

but……

Is she dreaming?

And, why such a strange dream?

The temperature is right tonight, and the moonlight is just right, why didn't I dream of a male god?

Thinking of this, she subconsciously sighed aloud, and was about to turn around and continue to sleep deeply, when Kajiang's sharp eyes shot over like sharp swords, making her tremble, and immediately went to sleep. I lost most of my sleepiness and woke up.

"elder sister……?"

"...No" isn't it a dream? !

Bahua blinked her eyes, slowly got up, her voice was hoarse from sleep, "What... are you doing?"

"Huh? Me?" Bakugo stopped what he was doing, "I'm getting stronger?"

Ok?

You don't sleep most of the night, you say you are getting stronger?Believe me, I'm an idiot...

Bahua stood up, opened the chandelier, and finally saw the situation in front of her clearly.

Under the dazzling bright lights, Bao Hao sat cross-legged under the floor-to-ceiling window, his half-long hair was cut into bumps by himself with scissors.Against the background of light and shadow, it doesn't look embarrassed and funny, but Bahua can see a bit of unruly.

After being dazed for a long while, Bahua slowly turned her sleepy brain, "Why did you suddenly cut your hair in the middle of the night?"

"Because it is said on TV that if you want to become strong, you must first become bald." Bakugo clasped the scissors and flattened his mouth, like a child who was found to have done something wrong, his voice was a little lacking in confidence, "I want to become strong...so ..."

Want to become strong first go bald?

On TV?

Bahua frowned, and the teasing words in the animation barrage suddenly floated in her mind one by one.

[I became bald and stronger! 】

[The only way for the strong - bald]

[Pro-test is effective~]

"..." How should I describe Bahua's current mood?

By mistake?But she didn't seem to have done anything too bad.

Do you regret it?But it wasn't her who cut the hair.

It's just... indescribable.

And a little... want to laugh.

"Is it ugly?" Xiao Baohao looked at Bahua's changing expression, stretched out his hands to cover his head, and looked aggrieved.

"I've become ugly, so my sister doesn't like me anymore?" When he said this in a hoarse and rough voice, there was a strong sense of disobedience, but Bahua looked at the aggrieved face with a firm expression. Shengsheng pressed down the corners of his lips that had been pulled up.

"No...it won't, and...it's not ugly!" It's just a little strange.

Bahua squatted in front of him, stretched out her hand and gently rubbed the top of his hair, her sweet voice sounded very reassuring.

"Don't panic! Sister will help you fix it! I'm sure you'll be completely rehabilitated... Ah no, it's a whole new look!"

"Really? Kachan must be very handsome and handsome!" As if he had put [-]% trust in Bahua, Baohaojiang looked at Bahua excitedly, then sat down obediently, and handed over the scissors past.

Eh? !

Just believe it?

Inexplicably a little Alexander...

Well then, well... She will do it herself with reluctance...

The light blonde hair, which was hard and somewhat thorny, was held in the hand, and it was a little thorny.

Bahua pursed her lips and frowned, and cut the scissors seriously.

Under the floor-to-ceiling windows with soft lighting, the moonlight shines through the light veil on the two figures sitting and standing.

After the rustling sound, strands of milk-blond hair scattered in all directions.

After a while, Bahua trimmed the dog-like hair that Baohao had just cut himself.

The original half-length hair was trimmed into a neat short hair by Bahua, and the short bangs with uneven layers exposed Baohao's tough and deep facial features.

Looking at it from a distance, the whole person's gestures are full of wildness and aggression.

What to do... a little handsome.

My heart seemed to slow down half a beat because of the face in the mirror.

Bahua stared blankly at Baohao in the mirror, lost her mind for a moment.

"Is it ugly?" Seeing Bahua's abnormal reaction in the mirror, Xiao Baohao stretched out his hand and stroked his hair uncomfortably, tried to sniff his nose, then raised his face again with an unhappy face but forcefully With a stubborn look, "It doesn't matter, as long as it is cut by my sister, I like it..."

"No...very...handsome!" Bahua was so handsome that he doubted his eyes.

This hard-hearted youthful style rushing towards his face...

This looks very fashionable hairstyle...

Will my hands, which have been branded as "handicapped" for 15 years, be able to stand up again? ? ?

What?You ask her why she still dares to do it with a handicap?

Because handicap always thinks that she can do it this time...

"Really?" Xiao Baohao was a little excited.

"Uh...um." Bahua looked away from the mirror, nodded affirmatively, then put down the scissors in his hand, and helped him trim the hair around his ears and neck.

Xiao Baohao was tickled by her cleaning action, but he didn't avoid it. Instead, he held her hand, put his face into her soft palm and rubbed it, then blinked his bright red pupils and looked at Baba. Hua, "What should I do, I really like my sister!"

"...Hehe," Bahua blushed a little bit from his sudden intimate gesture, so he could only smile awkwardly, "Really..."

"Really!" Xiao Baohao looked at Bahua sincerely, and nodded heavily.

But the man just smiled, and he didn't take it seriously when Bo was happy.

But she forgot that it is precisely because he is a child now that he can express his true heart unabashedly.

"Then... I will leave the cleaning work to you! Sister, I want to take a good rest! Bakugo-chan! I like you!" While shaking off the hair on his body, he made a fist at the little Bakugo With an encouraging expression, Bahua turned around and lay down on the bed.

Ah... in the middle of the night... I can finally get a good night's sleep!

"Baohao sauce, good night~"

"Sister, good night!"

Looking at the girl who almost fell asleep on the bed, Bakugo tightened his grip on the broom.

As if his body was out of control, he tiptoed to the bed, and planted a soft kiss on the cheek of the sleeping girl, his low voice almost blended with the movement of the second hand on the wall, "Sister, it's true! Kachan, I like you."

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Is anyone there?

Can you come and save her?

Or come and tell her... now it's a Xiami ghost situation? !

She just got up and went out to bring breakfast for Xiao Baohao who was still sleeping, but when she came back and opened the door, she was blocked in the corner...

"Baku... classmate Bakuhao?" Looking at the tough face close at hand, and the sharp eyes that belonged to Bakugou, Bahua tentatively called out.

"Heh... can you become stronger by wearing a skirt?" His hoarse voice was almost ice-piercing, and it hit Bahua's cochlea all of a sudden, and Bahua's whole body trembled from the cold...

"No...Aren't you not wearing it?" Bahua was a little timid to be intimidated by his fierce aura, swallowed secretly, and his voice weakened a few degrees.

"Being bald can make you stronger? Huh?" Bakugo reached out and patted the wall next to her head, and then the wall suddenly turned black.

"...No, isn't he pretty handsome now?" She shivered in fright and shrank to the side. She was obviously terrified, but she still had a dog-legged smile on her face, "Student Baohao cut it After wearing this hairstyle, I can’t even take my eyes off of how handsome I am!! Really! Really!”

In order to make his words more convincing, Bahua nodded vigorously.

"I'm so handsome, I was shocked at the first sight last night!" The fact is exaggerated.

And the full desire to survive that will overflow.

Although these words sounded very pale... But Bakugo's blackened face softened a little when he heard "last night", but what followed was a darker color than before.

Bahua's heart, which had been relaxed a little, was like riding a roller coaster, swaying back and forth.

"Xi Nei!" Bao Hao, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly landed another fist on her head, and then slammed the door angrily away.

Bahua, who was so frightened, would never believe it. At this moment, when Baohao recalled his childish behavior of showing affection yesterday, his heart collapsed to the point of wanting to die.

elder sister?

good?

Rubbing palms?

Steal a kiss?

The cold white face seemed to be splashed with various colors of paint, the anger in Baohao's heart was accumulating more and more, and the pace under his feet was getting faster and faster.

And the location he went to was the auxiliary department - the class where the instigator Fatty Lan was.

Not long after, the sound of ping-pong-pong came from the laboratory of the auxiliary department.After that, Doraemon, known as the master key of the auxiliary department, just squatted at the door of the laboratory and covered his earless head, with red eyes and dared not breathe.