Huo Feng hurried to the bathroom, stood in front of the mirror, and ran his hands through his hair...
He did this only to check where his hairline was now?!
Without a doubt, Huo Feng was scared by Huo Mingshan.
At the mere age of 18, he had already started worrying about his hairline.
Huo Feng kept lifting his hair, looking at his not-so-high hairline and his thick, glossy black hair, he sighed with relief but also couldn't help but tense up, "I won't really go bald in the future, will I?"
Huo Feng was so image-conscious, a man who could be more meticulous than a woman when primed!
Looking at his young and handsome reflection, Huo Feng couldn't bear to imagine himself with a bald head in the future.
"Oh my god..."
Huo Feng ran his hands through his hair a couple more times, grabbing and pulling at the short hair on top of his head...
Fortunately, his hair still felt pretty solid when he touched it. It looked black and glossy too...
