Long hair stuck to her cheeks, Ye Lingyue annoyed, shook her hair.
Her hair was already dry, just a bit messy, and she was about to grab it and comb it roughly.
But Wu Zhong slapped her hand away, hesitated, then pulled her hair. His movements were gentle, and did not hurt her.
Doubtfully glancing at Wu Zhong a few times, Ye Lingyue wondered, had this man changed his nature today?
Obviously, Wu Zhong wasn't as skilled as Feng Xun. After fumbling for a while, he gave up and braided her hair into two sloppy plaits. They weren't very pretty, even a bit ugly.
Ye Lingyue glanced at them, pouted, and suppressed the urge to take down those unsightly braids. She knew if she dared to take them down, Wu Zhong might just dismantle her entire frame.
A grilled fish appeared in front of her, its fragrance making Ye Lingyue forget about the ugly braids as she unwittingly swallowed her saliva.
