Lyrics of wet hair by Wang Peirong

Zhang Xueyou's hair in disorder

The hug is too hard to meet, and the eyes are strange

Backpack rummaged things, no heart but looking for a topic

The sixth sense tells me what just happened to her and you

I'm not in a hurry to see you slowly looking for evidence

No lip print, neat clothes, no strange smell

If you're smart, you should keep a low profile

No rain, not at home, how is the hair wet

If you are too kind to me, it's a problem. If you are too generous, it's not like you

All of a sudden, I mentioned the gifts and holidays I had forgotten for a long time

I'm not familiar with such symptoms. Let's play them again

I'm not in a hurry to see you slowly looking for evidence

No lip print, neat clothes, no strange smell

If you're smart, you should keep a low profile

No rain, not at home, how is the hair wet

Admit it and forgive you

Looking at you without regret, I have made up the plot

It's too easy to make you crazy. I shouldn't be sorry

I may not be conscious enough to have something to do with him

I'm not in a hurry to see you slowly looking for evidence

No lip print, neat clothes, no strange smell

If you're smart, you should keep a low profile

No rain, not at home, how is the hair wet

You look at me anxiously, desperately looking for evidence

There is no lip print, clothes neat, as if there is a strange aroma

But you are more careless that your hair is wet

The hysterical storm is coming