By the time she had finished eating, Pei Qian pulled her up, "Let me do your hair! You're married and still wearing your hair like this. You're not paying attention to your appearance even as a newlywed!"
Hearing her complaint, Pei Qin sat down and let her fuss with her hair.
Pei Qian had been bothered by it while making breakfast but hadn't had a free hand then. After the meal, she handed the pots and dishes to her younger sister and started doing Pei Qin's hair.
She wasn't skilled at making clothes or doing embroidery like Pei Yuan, but she was good at hairdressing; her deft fingers weaved the hair into bunches, and before long, a beautiful Cloud Bun was done, "From now on, come to me when you get up, and I'll do your hair, I'll start by teaching you a couple of simple styles!"
Mo Heng stood behind, watching the whole process, silently memorizing the sequence in his mind.
