松鼠症仓库

After trimming off this section of hair, Liu Shimei combed through it to make it smooth and then decisively snipped away all the overgrown strands.

Huangfu Lingyao was speechless.

If only he had known, he wouldn’t have played!

He asked in distress, “Wife, how could you cut your hair?”

Liu Shimei glanced at him and said matter-of-factly, “It was too tangled. A quick cut is the most appropriate solution, isn’t it?”

“But…” Huangfu Lingyao paused, thinking of a brilliant excuse, “Isn’t our body a gift from our parents?”

Liu Shimei chuckled and said, “My mother is no longer here, and as for my father… forget it, there’s nothing worth treasuring.”

Huangfu Lingyao roared in his heart, “But I treasure it! Such beautiful hair!”

Then he sank into deep self-loathing and thought, ‘Why did I have to be so curious? It’s all my fault!’

After Liu Shimei finished fixing her hair, she turned around and realized that something was off with her husband.

She asked in surprise, “Lingyao, what’s wrong with you?”

It was as if he had lost something precious!

“Don’t you think it’s a shame to cut such beautiful hair?” Huangfu Lingyao picked up the hair she had cut and neatly arranged it into a small bundle on the table.

“I don’t think so,” Liu Shimei, a modern person, considered cutting hair to be a routine matter. If it weren’t for the fact that short hair was unacceptable in this era, she would have gladly chopped off her long locks.

It was not easy to wash, and drying it was a hassle. Daily hair care routines were time-consuming, and it could even be a distraction during work!

However, she did not overlook his careful actions and noticed that he was genuinely upset. She could not help but ask in puzzlement, “Lingyao, it’s just some hair, isn’t it? It can grow back after it’s cut. Why do you look so distressed?”

Looking pitiful, as if the whole world had forsaken him!

Huangfu Lingyao glanced at her, thought for a moment, and then untied his waist pouch. He emptied the herbs from it and carefully placed the severed hair inside. He said, “You don’t want it; I do!”

This pouch was the one Liu Shimei had personally sewn for him. It had his name embroidered on it, and it could not have been more perfect for storing her hair.

Liu Shimei was speechless.

She only now realized, ‘So my silly puppy has a hair fetish?’

But no matter how much he loved hair, he should not throw away the herbs inside!

She reminded him, “Lingyao, these herbs are much more important than hair. Hair can’t protect against poison!”

But her puppy was not listening. After securing the hair, he pulled the pouch’s drawstring and said with a bitter smile, “Can’t we make another one?”

Liu Shimei tilted her head and asked, “How can hair be more important than these herbs, which are beneficial to you?”

Her puppy glanced at her with a touch of grievance, as if saying, “I want to object, but I dare not resist you.”

Liu Shimei was speechless. She let out a deep sigh and suggested, “How about… I cut some more hair for you, and we make a separate pouch just for it? We can store all these herbs in it.”

She was still thinking about cutting her hair! Huangfu Lingyao’s mental string snapped, and he blurted out, “No cutting allowed!”

Liu Shimei froze.

This was not his usual silly appearance. There was something in his gaze now, something that felt colder.

Yes, it was a sense of dominance!

It was not sweetness, nor was it fierceness. To Liu Shimei, it felt as if she were facing a normal adult man, one who carried the weight of authority.

This was not her silly husky!