It didn't take long for her hair to dry. Ye Huang picked up the comb to brush her hair, but...
After only a few strokes, it got stuck.
It was his first time brushing a woman's hair, and he truly lacked experience.
"Does it hurt?" Ye Huang withdrew his hand, not daring to comb any further. The comb was still tangled in Bai Xiao's hair, and it hurt just looking at it.
Observing his flustered expression in the mirror, Bai Xiao felt a surge of warmth. She reached back, removed the comb, and began to brush her own hair, "It doesn't hurt."
Ye Huang watched her attentively, noting how she brushed it and silently learning. His hand, hanging by his side, unconsciously mimicked the motion.
His little action was amusing enough to make Bai Xiao want to laugh, "What are you looking at? Are you trying to learn how to brush hair?"
"Yes," Ye Huang admitted frankly.
Bai Xiao was taken aback.
"Next time, I won't hurt you," Ye Huang said.
"..."
Next time—he wanted there to be a next time!
