Zhilan touched her long hair that reached her waist and muttered, "Why can't I tie up my hair? It's so hot with my long hair sticking to my shoulders."
"I lost control last night and forgot about your first day of school today. There are quite a few hickey marks on the back of your neck from last night," He Teng explained seriously.
Upon hearing this, Zhilan's already pink face turned completely red!
She nodded and then turned on the faucet, using the act of washing her face to cover up her embarrassment.
After some thought, Zhilan added, "Perhaps I should cut my hair short. The summers in the capital are even hotter than in our county."
"No," He Teng decisively commanded, not giving Zhilan any chance to argue.
Zhilan pouted and succumbed, although she didn't understand why He Teng was so adamant about not allowing her to cut her hair short.
