Without mentioning it, it was fine, but once mentioned, it felt like a reminder for her, reminding her of something she didn't want to care about but didn't have the heart to ignore. She decided to just follow her own feelings since the man was in such a good mood right now.
She had been watching his face for a while.
Hmph.
Chi Huan didn't look at his face, still maintaining that neither warm nor cold tone, "I don't expect you to believe what I say, but that doesn't mean I won't get upset. Can't I even get angry?"
Mo Shiqian didn't say anything for quite some time.
Their movements and postures remained unchanged.
She turned her head, and her thick, disheveled hair blew onto his face, disturbing his line of sight, and the tips of her hair tickled his skin, causing an itchy sensation.
"Huanhuan."
"Hmm?"
He whispered in her ear, "The wind is so strong, do you want to tie up your hair?"
