Wang Xiaocao's Fast Travel

The exterior of the hair salon is a wooden structure made of Metasequoia wood. It may not look impressive, but it is actually quite impressive. Although small, it has all the necessary facilities.

Everyone else was persuaded by the clerk to get their hair done, but Wang Xiaocao shook her head and refused. At this moment, she was sitting next to her cousin, watching her being given a fashionable perm and dyeing three-piece set by the clerk, and she felt a little bored.

At this time, a beautiful young lady came over. She had beautiful big waves, swaying figure, and was beautiful and charming. Everyone in the store was attracted by her charm, even the girls were no exception.

"The boss lady."

"Hello, lady boss."

The shop assistants greeted her one by one with a very respectful attitude. The proprietress nodded to them, walked a few steps to Wang Xiaocao, and showed her perfect smile.

"Little sister, why don't you do your hair? You have a good face shape and can handle many hairstyles." She raised her hand and pinched a small tuft of hair on Wang Xiaocao's head, touching it gently. The touch was very good. It should be that she had never done any industrial hairstyle, so the hair quality was very good.

"I think this is good." The two of them were getting a little close, and the boss lady's overly intimate actions made her blush. The boss lady was so beautiful! She was the most beautiful one she had ever seen, and those celebrities were only eclipsed in front of her.

"If you don't want a hairstyle, I'll braid it for you. It's a pity to leave your hair down like this." The lady boss didn't get angry after being politely rejected. She touched her hair lovingly and said eagerly. It's been a long time since I've seen hair that feels so good. "Little sister, don't reject me this time, otherwise, I'll be sad."

"Yeah." Wang Xiaocao nodded silently. She couldn't resist the beautiful sister's coquettish behavior.

The lady boss saw her reaction and grinned unconsciously. As expected, girls are the cutest. She took out a wooden comb and started to play with the hair in front of her. After a while, an exquisite braid was done. "Look up, are you satisfied?" The lady boss herself was very satisfied. This was her most satisfied work so far.

Wang Xiaocao looked up at herself in the mirror and was stunned. She looked so good. So good-looking. "Wow! So good-looking! Madam boss, you have such a skillful hand!"

"As long as you like it." The lady boss looked at her exaggerated reaction and couldn't help but be delighted. Being young is good, full of collagen, exuding the scent of youth anytime and anywhere, it's great.

Wang Xiaocao looked at her new hairstyle, looking left and right, she was very satisfied and felt that she looked much more beautiful.

"Sister, do you look good?" She wandered over to her cousin, and after getting a satisfactory answer, she looked at herself in the mirror again, somewhat obsessed. She just changed her hairstyle, but it was as if a beauty filter had been turned on. It was too exaggerated.

Suddenly, she secretly felt something was odd in her heart, a strong sense of incongruity, but she just couldn't tell what was wrong.

What was wrong? She looked around anxiously. Suddenly, she looked at her cousin who was getting her hair permed next to her, and her heart skipped a beat. She was not at home now, and she was not here with her cousin to get her hair cut. Images flashed through her mind one after another. The sea, the playground, the Metasequoia trees... Aren't they in school? Then, how did her cousin and brother end up here?

Wang Xiaocao suddenly woke up. Something was wrong here. Ever since she saw this hair salon, everything had been abnormal. Was it an illusion?

"It's an illusion and not an illusion." The proprietress appeared again at some point in her life. She knew that this little girl was not ordinary, but she didn't know she could react so quickly.

"You... who are you?" Wang Xiaocao took a step back and looked at her warily. This proprietress was too beautiful, could she not be human? If so, everything would make sense.

"I am a human." The proprietress looked at her with amusement. The little girl was still young, and the expression on her face kept changing, and her thoughts were all on her face.

She said she was a human. How could a human hear her thoughts? She immediately guessed what she was thinking. Is this something an ordinary person can do?

"Sister, I am really a human." The proprietress looked at her with disbelief helplessly, and held her forehead with her hand, feeling a headache. She had no choice but to explain the whole thing from beginning to end. This area of ​​Metasequoia trees was all her territory, and because she didn't want to be disturbed, she set up a formation here.