After some time in the bath, Feng Tianlan managed to calm her heart down and left the bathroom. But seeing Si Mobai waiting for her outside, she could not help but blush again.
Si Mobai smiled lightly as he admired her flowing dark hair which was casually draped over her shoulders. She no longer seemed cold or detached, instead, she emitted the tenderness and vitality of a young lady.
"I shall help you do your hair." Si Mobai held her hands and led her to the dressing table, signaling for her to sit down.
Feng Tianlan looked at him in the copper mirror with surprise. "You know how to do arrange a woman's hair into a knot?" Even ordinary women did not know how to do this, not to mention men. Usually, this would be done by specialized assistants.
Si Mobai's hand which had picked up an ivory comb paused for a moment before he nodded with utmost seriousness. "I know."
