Bounty Hunter

Kong Que packed his luggage contentedly, then called Huang Tao and Cheng Xiu, and asked Huang Tao and Cheng Xiu to transport the luggage to the research base, while he took Di Chu to a barber shop near the research institute.

"Aww?" Di Chu poked his head out of his pocket and looked up at Kong Que suspiciously.

"Get ready to cut your hair." Kong Que cupped his small head with his palms, feeling the movement of his ears under his palms, and his heart softened, "It used to be a necessity to grow long hair, but now there is no need to worry about it. And long hair is very troublesome to take care of, and I will be very busy for a while, short hair saves trouble."

It takes at least fifteen minutes for the long hair to be washed and dried. With this quarter of an hour, he would rather use it to cook some simple food for Di Chu, or chat with him.

Di Chu didn't doubt that he was there, and when he glanced at the little braid behind Kong Que's head, he suddenly felt a little bit reluctant.

The first time he met Kong Que, Kong Que had long hair, and the day he established a relationship with Kong Que, Kong Que also had long hair...

"Ow."

He pushed his head against Kong Que's palm and nodded.

Then cut it.

As long as Kong Que feels good.

……

The barber shop near the research institute was opened by the relatives of President Zheng, and most of the researchers in the institute would come here to solve their hair problems. Kong Que came here without thinking too much.

He stepped into the door, and the sensor bell at the door rang automatically.

The receptionist stood up when he heard the voice, halfway through saying "Welcome", he got stuck comically when he saw Kong Que's face.

"Kong, Kong..."

He stared at Kong Que with wide eyes, as if he saw some monster that shouldn't be here, his voice trembled.

"Hello." Kong Que said in a gentle voice, as if he didn't notice his gaffe, "I want to cut my hair."

"……what!!!"

The receptionist yelled, and all the other customers and staff in the store looked over in fright, and then everyone's expressions were synchronized with the receptionist's.

The atmosphere in the store became very strange, Kong Que was stared at by them, and he regretted coming to this store.

If I knew it earlier, I would have borrowed Kong Lan's barber in the Hunter's District, at least I wouldn't be treated like a monkey.

Suddenly, the receptionist yelled again, then turned around and ran towards the inside of the shop.

"The store manager! The store manager! It's not good! Mr. Kong is crazy! He said he wants to cut his hair!"

Kong Que: "..."

……

Finally, Kong Que was welcomed to the manager's lounge on the third floor by the store manager who came in a hurry, and the store manager cut his hair by himself.

Before setting off the scissors, the store manager repeatedly confirmed whether Kong Que really wanted to cut his hair. Kong Que nodded repeatedly and emphasized that it should be as short as possible. As long as the head is not bald, other hairstyles are fine.

In fact, if he wasn't afraid that Di Chu would dislike him, he even wanted to shave his head bald.

The store manager was terrified, and his hand holding the scissors was shaking uncontrollably. It took several minutes to remove Kong Que's hairband. The soft touch conquered, and I couldn't help touching it a few times.

Kong Que sat up straight, removed the hair from his hands, and looked back at him expressionlessly.

"Uh... I, I'm just comparing the lengths, comparing the lengths." The store manager was covered in cold sweat and didn't dare to touch any more. He was really reluctant to have such good hair cut off, and confirmed again, "Really Do you want to cut it, actually..."

Kong Que interrupted him: "Jiang, please hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

The store manager is not an idiot, I could see that he was about to get angry, so he stopped talking, looked at his long hair through the mirror, countless short hair styles flashed in his mind, gritted his teeth, and cut off the scissors .

……

Kong Que thought that a haircut would be done in half an hour at most, but the store manager forced him to cut it for two hours. The movements were very delicate, almost one by one.

Di Chu waited so sleepy that he nestled in his pocket and fell asleep again.

Kong Que looked at himself in the mirror with his hair finally refreshed, and stroked the gently undulating body inside with his fingers through the fabric of the pocket. He couldn't help thinking about what it would be like if the current Emperor Chu also cut his hair short.

He should be very handsome. When he was a teenager, Dichu had short hair. He was very handsome and good-looking.

"Okay." The store manager finally put away the scissors, his confidence in cutting hair disappeared, and his tone became uncertain again, "You...what do you think?"

The man in the mirror had short hair, without the modification of long hair, and his sharp and seductive eyebrows stood out, looking very aggressive. He didn't look like a researcher, but rather a member of the Hunter Division.

Kong Que frowned.

The store manager broke out in a cold sweat: "No, can't it?"

"No." Kong Que tried his best to calm down his eyes, knowing that his aura at this time was not a problem with his hairstyle, but a problem with his appearance. After a few words to appease the store manager, he took Di Chu to the checkout and left the barber shop.

After he left, the store manager held the scissors and looked at the broken hair all over the floor. After a while, he calmed down and turned on the optical brain to call Dean Zheng. As soon as he got through, he shouted worriedly: "Uncle! Mister was stimulated! He came over and cut his hair!"

Dean Zheng, who was a little deaf: "What? Kong Que got hurt and cut his hair?!"

Ten minutes later, Dean Zheng called Baili worriedly, and said worriedly: "Xiaoli, have you contacted Kong Que these two days? It's time! I want to become a monk!"

Baili: "???!!!"

Ten minutes later.

Baili called Kong Lan with a heavy tone: "Brother Kong, Dean Zheng contacted me just now, saying that Kong Que and Di Chu broke up, and he no longer wants to be a researcher. He wants to become a monk, and his hair has been shaved off." gone."

Kong Lan, who was so busy, said, "..."

……

Long hair softens temperament. Now without long hair, Kong Que's facial features are highlighted, and his temperament becomes very aggressive. Walking in the crowd, he is more eye-catching than before.

Kong Que regretted cutting his hair a little bit. He could tell that what Di Chu liked most was his gentle appearance, but now there was no gentleness in him at all.

After thinking about it with a frown, before Dichu woke up, he turned to the shopping mall and entered an optical shop.

……

Waking up, Di Chu found himself in a strange room with a strange person guarding him.

His body tensed up quickly, the hair on his back stood up, and his tail straightened.

Seeing his reaction, Kong Que retracted his hand that was about to reach out to touch him.

"Emperor, it's me."

Hearing the familiar voice, Dichu's brain that was controlled by instinct when he woke up instantly calmed down. He followed the voice and looked at the "stranger" sitting by the bed, and was stunned.

This gentle scum with short hair and glasses... He took a closer look and moved his nose to distinguish his breath before finally confirming that the person in front of him was Kong Que.

"Oh..." He hesitantly stretched out a paw, and took a step forward.

Kong Que raised his heart, and schemingly took out a piece of dim sum, held it in his hand, stretched it towards Di Chu, and coaxed: "It's really me, look, I brought your favorite dim sum."

It really was Kong Que.

Di Chu no longer hesitated, walked to Kong Que's hand in a few steps, ignored Dim Sum, climbed up his arm directly along his hand, swished to stand on his shoulder, stretched out his claws to scratch his face glasses.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo?"

Although Kong Que couldn't understand what he said, but he could hear the doubt in his tone, he raised his hand to help the glasses that were crooked by him, explained and tentatively said: "Good glasses can protect the eyes...don't you like it? ? My short hair...is it ugly?"

Di Chu's eyes fell on his ears that were completely exposed after the short hair was cut, and he leaned over to sniff with his nose, and then plucked his short hair that could no longer be grabbed, his tail swung, and he jumped off his body , Looking at his short hair style as a whole.

At this time, Kong Que was wearing a white uniform of a researcher, with short hair and glasses, and his sharp eyes were partially blocked by the glasses. His whole temperament changed drastically, and he looked special...

Di Chu climbed onto Kong Que's shoulder in a few steps, and went to pull his glasses.

"Don't like it?" Kong Que guessed his intention.

Di Chu nodded, still picking at his glasses.

Kong Que hesitated for a moment, took off his glasses, and said, "If I don't wear glasses, I...how about I grow my hair out?"

Di Chu had already jumped down again, and was satisfied to find that Kong Que, who had taken off his glasses, really looked beautiful and domineering, with a dangerous and fierce feeling, which was very attractive.Everyone has Mu Qiang's mentality, and Di Chu is no exception. He thinks Kong Que looks particularly good with short haircuts.

He shook his tail in satisfaction, turned on his optical brain and typed: Looks good.

Kong Que paused.

Di Chu continued typing: Don't keep it too long, it looks so good.

Kong Que's hanging heart fell to the ground, and the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably. After that, he let out a low cough and forced himself to suppress it. He picked up one of his glasses and set them on fire. , asked: "Is that so?"

Di Chu nodded.

"go to eat?"

Di Chu continued to nod.

Satisfied, Kong Que didn't put Di Chu in his pocket anymore, but directly let Di Chu stay on his shoulder, and took him to swagger in the secret base.

The researchers who were busy arranging and arranging various instruments saw a very conspicuous but somewhat unfamiliar researcher wandering around the base with nothing to do. baby!

"what's the situation?"

"I do not know."

"Who is that? It looks familiar."

"I also feel familiar..."

"That little beast is Mr. Dichu, why isn't he by Mr.'s side?"

"That wild man just now..."

"Hush, let me tell you a secret. I heard that Mister and Mr. Dichu broke up! Mister is going to become a monk! Dean Zheng is trying to persuade you!"

"what?!!"

"It's true! I heard that President Kong Lan already knew about it. Alas, that person just now should be Mr. Di Chu's new partner... What, that person is not as good as our husband..."

"That's right, Mr. is so powerful, that person just now looked like a newcomer to the research institute...By the way, if Mr. leaves, will Bo Han be the person in charge?"

"Wait! Newcomer to the research institute? Damn it! Is it someone from the research institute who poached the corner of your husband?!"

……

By the time Zhonglin arrived at the research base with the last load of research materials, the rumors had spread that "Bai Han, who had always been at odds with Kong Que, ruthlessly pried Kong Que's corner, and Kong Que was sad for love, and was going to become a monk. Bai Han will be in charge of the project in the future."

Zhong Lin frowned, just in time to see Bo Han entering the base with his luggage, frowned and called to him, and asked gloomily, "You like Di Chu too?"

Bai Han was puzzled, he still remembered Zhong Lin's previous vengeance, and replied with a very unfriendly attitude: "None of your business!"

Zhong Lin's eyes turned cold, and he sneered: "Heh, the researcher who was parachuted from the academy sent on the way, dare to covet the family members of the researcher of our Academia Sinica, how shameless!"

"What's wrong with you?" Bai Han didn't like people mentioning his academic background the most, and said angrily, "Are you finished, why did I offend you, can you speak well?"

"I can't." Zhong Lin had no expression on his face, and suddenly stepped forward, "I can only speak with my fists, if I dare to covet Di Chu, I want to die!"

Bai Han: "???"

Coveting Emperor Chu, what the hell?

"Wait, have you misunderstood... ah!!!"

A scream spread throughout the base, Di Chu's ears moved, he turned his head to look at the sound, switched on his brain and typed: What's the matter?

Kong Que cut another piece of steak and fed it to his mouth. He said indifferently, "Some unlucky ghost probably smashed his foot while moving things. Don't worry, the base is safe."

Di Chu did not sense any bad power fluctuations, nodded hesitantly, and continued to eat the steak.