How We Love - Volume 2 Chapter 1 - Pledge your body to me!

Chapter 1 – “Pledge your body to me!”

After Mu Xiaonian graduated from vocational school, he interned in a small barbershop for six months and was fortunately hired as an apprentice of the city’s largest and most high-end image design company – more like a glorified beauty salon. The employees here had to be on their feet and high energy at all times because the customers they served were either celebrities or plutocrats. If they accidentally made them feel uncomfortable, their own wallets would immediately become uncomfortable.

Mu Xiaonian thought that among their spoiled socialite customers, Xu Zhifei was the most down-to-earth and eloquent one. Of course, in his heart, she was also the most beautiful one.

Mu Xiaonian recalled that when he first met Xu Zhifei, he had only been working for a few days. There were so many customers that day, all the stylists in the store had been in crazy mode. Xu Zhifei had happened to come to the shop without an appointment for a simple wash and dry, but her usual stylist had had his hands full so she had no choice but to let Mu Xiaonian the rookie help out.

Fortunately, it was a simple wash and dry, it wasn’t at all technical. Mu Xiaonian boldly took up this precious customer. However, never would he have thought that when he was drying her hair, he would make a mistake. The ends of a lock of Xu Zhifei’s hair had swirled into the hairdryer.

Mu Xiaonian was very upset. He had seen the same situation happen to another stylist and heiress. The heiress wept and cried about how she had cherished her long hair as if it was her own child and almost sued the stylist for bodily harm. In the end, the stylist had to compensate her for the damages and not only lost his money, but also his job.

Mu Xiaonian looked at the lock of hair that had been sucked into the hairdryer and bewilderedly apologized over and over. At that time, Xu Zhifei had fallen asleep leaning against the chair and was woken up by Mu Xiaonian’s apology.

The head stylist rushed over with the store manager, one scolded Mu Xiaonian for being so careless while the other apologized to Xu Zhifei nonstop.

Xu Zhifei looked at Mu Xiaonia’s heated face, then looked at her hair and waved her hand, “It’s not a big deal. Manager, you should go back to what you were doing!” She gathered her hair and handed it to Mu Xiaonian, “Don’t be scared, continue!” Her hair was still wet and felt heavy in Mu Xiaonian’s palm. His heart seemed to be embraced by warmth.

The manager and head stylist went back to work after grovelling some more. Mu Xiaonian was still traumatized by the shock and didn’t dare to make a move.

Xu Zhifei looked at him hesitating like a little white rabbit and couldn’t help but tease him, “Are you trying to use your internal force to evaporate the water in my hair?”

Mu Xiaonian’s fingers let go immediately like he had burned his hands. Her wet hair fluttered down like an ink waterfall, suddenly surrounding him with soul-stirring beauty.

Mu Xiaonian’s fair complexion turned red. “I’m scared I’ll suck up your hair again! I… I’m afraid I can’t afford it!”

Xu Zhifei looked at him through the mirror, eyes glimmering. She smiled, “It’s fine~ If you can’t afford it, you can just pledge your body to me!”

Mu Xiaonian’s face swelled even more, red as a boiled shrimp.

He carefully dried Xu Zhifei’s hair. Her hair was slippery and smooth at his fingertips, hot air blowing it dry. The tactile sensation was like touching fine satin, inexplicably fascinating. Perhaps to loosen him up, or maybe because she loved seeing him red, Xu Zhifei kept teasing him.

“What’s your name?”

“Mu Xiaonian.”

“Why are you called Little Sticky1 [javascript:void(0)]Xiaonian but a different nian? Are you very clingy?”

Mu Xiaonian blushed again, “No, not that Nian… It’s the Nian in Chinese New Year, I was born during the small Spring Festival2 [javascript:void(0)]The 23rd day of the last lunar month is “small Spring Festival” (小年 Xiǎonián). It symbolizes the start of the Spring Festival celebration..”

Xu Zhifei smilingly looked at his blushing face, “Oh! Then I guess your nickname is either 23 or 24!”

Mu Xiaonian smiled with her. Xu Zhifei had guessed correctly, his nickname really was 23. The 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month was his birthday as well as the day his hometown celebrated the small Spring Festival.

As her beautiful long hair was almost completely dry, Xu Zhifei answered a phone call. The hairdryer was noisy so Xu Zhifei put the call on speakerphone. Mu Xiaonian could hear that she was on the phone with her boyfriend. They agreed to go to the movies after she finished at the salon.

Xu Zhifei hung up the call, touched her hair and told Mu Xiaonian, “This is fine, let’s just leave it like this. I have to go!”

Mu Xiaonian turned off the hairdryer, the sudden quiet made him feel slightly at a loss.