its 028: great luck

"Nothing." After a moment of silence, Huang Jing shook her head gently, "Thank you for your kindness. Spend it in the corridor. You can take it and leave. After saying that, she sat down again, picked up the remote control and began to search for other channels.

"Complete failure." Gong Ping sighed secretly and frowned deeply. When will the next chance be? Even if I can stand in front of her again, how can I put the murderous monster's left hand close to her with her permission? Gong Ping is not sure, not at all.

Seeing Gong Ping's dejected look, he was a little surprised. Since Gong Ping decided to kill Mu Shan, there has never been such an expression on his face, which means that he began to admit his incompetence. Yun suddenly was a little worried. He was worried that this would make Gong Ping return to his former him. He had no fighting spirit and only knew how to accept him.

"He has worked very hard, but what about me?" Ask yourself in your heart. No, from the beginning to now, except for providing some knowledge about luck and bad luck, it has not done anything to help Gong Ping, but by order. At this moment, it can't help asking itself, "What am I?" I am his luck, he is my life, but what is the current situation? On the contrary, it seems that he is my luck, and I am the life that I should not know anything and don't have to do anything. I once said that I should become stronger and deserve my life, but have I ever tried?"

In an instant, its heart was full of luck, and it suddenly felt that it was a useless waste.

"No, I want to be a lucky person worthy of Gong Ping!" Suddenly, it made up its mind. At this moment, it slowly broke a small original hole in its pale eyes, as if it had given birth to a pupil.

It flew out, came behind Huang Jing, stood in front of her luck, and said in a very sincere tone, "Give us a chance. We don't want to hurt your life. On the contrary, we want to help her, but we have to know first whether she is the person we want to help."

Gong Ping could naturally hear the voice of luck. He couldn't help turning his head in surprise and looking at luck. He saw that Yun was working hard and pleading with Huang Jing's luck, but the other party's luck was motionless, as if he could not hear the sound of Gong Pingyun at all.

"Fight!" Gong Ping's luck muttered in a low voice, and suddenly stretched out his hand to Huang Jing's luck. It began to massage Huang Jing's whole body with the massage method that has been familiar with it in the massage parlor in the past few months. It doesn't know if it's useful, but it's the only way it can communicate with each other.

"What is it doing?" Gong Ping shouted in surprise in his heart. He wanted to call back luck, but he couldn't speak, so he could only stand still.

At this moment, Huang Jing's body suddenly trembled, and then she slowly stood up, hesitated and hesitated, and finally turned around. At the moment of collision with Gong Ping's eyes, her body trembled again.

Suddenly, she found that the young man in front of her seemed to be very cute, and there was a feeling inexplicably - he was friendly, harmless, and even beneficial to herself. She suddenly felt that he could bring herself a feeling of comfort and relaxation, if it weren't for her for her nearly 50 years and vicissitudes. She is no longer naive and naive. She will really mistakenly think that she has fallen in love with him.

"You just said that the bangs on both sides should be collected in front of the forehead?" Huang Jing asked, and his tone was much more kind.

Gong Ping took a look at Yun in a moment, and the guy was still busy massaging Huang Jing. Seeing that Huang Jing's attitude had changed, Gong Ping couldn't help but be excited. He stretched out his hand and gave Gong Ping a thumbs up: "I tried my best. Come on!"

Gong Ping nodded gratefully, but Huang Jing thought that was his answer to himself.

"What should I do?" She tried to pick her hair with her hand. "I don't understand. Hair stylist, can you help me with it?"

"It's a great honor." Gong Ping smiled, which was the most sincere smile from the bottom of his heart, not only because he finally succeeded in approaching Huang Jing, but also because he understood one thing.

My luck has great ability, not only floating a partner around me, but also a comrade-in-arms who can fight with him!

"Good job!" He praised secretly in his heart, and then walked over to Huang Jing.

"If the forehead is exposed too much, it will look mature, but in other words, it is... look old. I'm sorry, let me do it for you." Gong Ping slowly stretched out his right hand and slowly pushed the bang on Huang Jing's left to the middle of her forehead. At the same time, he took the opportunity of Huang Jing to close her eyes and quickly moved his left hand to her chest.

In an instant, a dazzling light mass immediately jumped out of Huang Jing's chest and instantly crashed into the murderous monster wrapped around Gongping's left arm. The monster suddenly shook, and its body became bigger in an instant. While the light turned into its eyes, it made a sharp cry.

Gong Ping was already prepared and gritted his teeth with the determination to die. He didn't let himself be shaken by the scream as usual, but even so, he was still distracted for a moment. Huang Jing opened her eyes and saw him frowning. She couldn't help but be stunned: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Gong Ping tried his best to make himself smile, "I'm just thinking about how to arrange these bangs to make you look more perfect." With that, he raised his left hand and moved the bangs on Huang Jing's right to the center. You can look in the mirror now. I believe you will be satisfied.

Although Gong Ping and Jin Shanzi haven't learned hairdressing skills for a long time, he has been working in the hair salon for more than three months. He has more or less understood the principles of hairstyle design. Although he can't make a hairstyle for Huang Jing, it is still difficult for him to make small adjustments to his hairstyle.

"Mirror!" Qiu Hua trotted all the way, trotted all the way back, and took a mirror. Huang Jing took over with obvious unhappiness, looked at the mirror, and nodded with satisfaction: "It's really good. It's just that with your hand, it's very different from the previous image. You are indeed a master."

"I dare not be a master." Gong Ping smiled modestly, "To be honest, I'm actually still studying. The main reason is that you have a good foundation. If you do it casually, it will look perfect.

"My past hairstylist has always said that my forehead is beautiful and should be exposed more. Now it seems that he is really wrong." Huang Jing said while admiring herself in the mirror.

Gong Ping smiled. People like to change. No matter how beautiful the image is, it will be aesthetically tired. In fact, Huang Jing's original designer is right. Her forehead is very beautiful, but the key is that Huang Jing has been used to it for a long time, so she doesn't think so. This hairstyle with bangs covering her forehead will make people look younger. Once a woman at this age feels something to make herself young or have the illusion of being young, That thing immediately became worth a hundred times, and it was amazing.

"Well, let's try my friend's hair salon next time. Don't worry, it's a high-end hair salon. The boss is Korean and doesn't know much about the mentality of Chinese people, so he doesn't have a name like 'design room'. Gong Ping lost no time to find an opportunity to get closer to Huang Jing. Now he has determined that Huang Jing is the maker of the killing monster on Qiu Hua, and naturally the maker of Mu Shan's bad luck. If he wants to kill Mu Shan, he must have another chance to get close to Huang Jing.

"Where did you learn your skills?" Huang Jing asked with great interest.

"Yes." Gong Ping said with a smile, "I learned it from the boss there, but I just started to learn it for a few days."

"I've only studied for a few days, and it's so awesome. It seems that I really have to go to that hair salon to have a try." A smile appeared on Huang Jing's face. Gong Ping peeked at her back and saw that his luck was very busy and made Huang Jing's luck comfortable.

"It seems that as long as you please the other party's luck, you can make the other party like me." Gong Ping muttered in his heart and couldn't help being excited. Great, with this ability, many things will be very easy to do in the future. As long as I want, no, as long as I and my luck are willing, I can easily get close to anyone!"

"Would you like me to give you another shoulder relaxation massage?" Gong Ping asked with a smile.

"You are really all-talented." Huang Jing sighed, "I know how to do hairdressing and massage. If any woman marries you, she will be really blessed. Well, let's try it. My shoulders are all driving and playing mahjong too much. I'm afraid it can't be cured. But it's also good to relieve it.

"Then please sit down."

"Okay." Huang Jing smiled and sat down on the sofa. Gong Ping walked behind her, looked at the doom monster that turned around with her in an instant, and motioned Yun to continue to attack Huang Jing. He nodded his head and used all the whole body.

Gong Ping gently put his hand on Huang Jing's shoulder and carefully relaxed her muscles and skin with a skillful massage. Huang Jing sat with her eyes closed, and her body gradually relaxed.

Looking at the huge doom monster, Gong Ping's movements gradually slowed down. While he massaged Huang Jing, he began to break down her doom. This job is very simple, just peeling off a few hatefuls.

Yun looked at Gong Ping puzzledly and didn't understand what he was going to do. At this time, Gong Ping pulled off the only remaining murderous monster, and then swept the monster with his right hand to fly aside. Although the monster is huge and strong, it is no different from those little monsters. Once it is forcibly stripped of the host, it will soon disappear.

Nearly ten minutes later, Gong Ping stopped, because he found that Huang Jing had fallen asleep on the sofa. He slowly stepped back a few steps, then turned around and walked out, whispering the nanny not to disturb Huang Jing.

Qiu Hua followed him closely and didn't care about the potted flowers at all. He went outside and asked nervously, "How's it going?"

"It's all right." Gong Ping smiled and said, "I have eliminated what can hurt you, and you can work here at ease in the future. I said something I shouldn't have said. I think Mu Shan may not be a good person. If you help him, it will hurt the sky.

"Then I'd rather not have that 1,500." Qiu Hua was very resolute.

"Don't do it for nothing." Gong Ping said with a smile, "As long as you don't tell him the truth."

"Good, good!" Qiu Hua nodded repeatedly.

After saying goodbye to Qiu Hua, Gong Ping walked back alone. At this time, he made time to clean up the murderous monster. He waved his right hand and waved at the monster.

Well, his right hand hit the monster, but the monster was still wrapped around his arm, and the tattoo did not move!