"Hmm." Lu Xingzhi blinked and looked up, "Are you thinking about using my shampoo?"
"Will you wash it for me? How about helping me wash my hair?" Huo Jincheng picked up a strand of her hair, twirled it around his fingers a few times, then let it go, repeating the action over and over.
Though there was no intimate behavior, the air was filled with ambiguity.
"Oh, sure!" Lu Xingzhi didn't see why she couldn't help Huo Jincheng wash his hair.
"Using your shampoo? It's trending again today."
Lu Xingzhi wanted to explain something, but before she could speak, "Our Zhi Zhi is so amazing, big celebrities have to pay to trend. You've effortlessly made the news several times now."
"I don't want to trend." Lu Xingzhi didn't want to be so high-profile, "But you're right, those big stars should be jealous of me."
"Ha..." Huo Jincheng was amused by her proud little expression. "They should be jealous of you; you're better looking than them."
"So did Uncle fall for my looks back then?"
