Even if she didn't cut it now, she might still have to once she got home.
Gu Ning took out his tiny knife and cut off a large chunk of Tang Yuxin's hair in one fell swoop. Now her hair was truly up to her shoulders. Regardless of the haircut style, Tang Yuxin felt as if her head had suddenly become much lighter.
"I can repay you with snacks, but I can't regrow my hair."
Gu Ning put away his military knife and grabbed a handful of Tang Yuxin's hair, managing to style it roughly.
Tang Yuxin picked up a strand of her own hair and put it in her pocket for later disposal. After all, it had grown out of her body; wouldn't leaving it here be weird?
"You can just note my debt," she patted her pocket, "You owe me more than just a life now, but also my hair. You mustn't go back on any requests I make in the future."
The hole Tang Yuxin was preparing for Gu Ning was getting bigger and bigger. She was ready to step in and sever any feelings he may have for Zhang Xiaomei.
