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After the enchanting figure left, Feng Xuxu tossed and turned, her mind filled with the images from before. As dawn broke, she eagerly got up and looked at her panda eyes in the bronze mirror, inwardly cursing Xiao Chen's ancestors for eighteen generations.
Outside the door, the newly bought maid heard noises from the room and gently knocked, "Miss, I'm Xia Lian, I've brought you water for washing."
"Mmm, come in." Feng Xuxu turned to the shelf and gently patted her tender little face with water. Xia Lian obediently passed her a towel. "Miss, what hairstyle would you like today?" Xia Lian stood behind Feng Xuxu, looking at her mistress in the bronze mirror, gently combing her silky smooth hair, inwardly admiring her own miss who was truly a budding beauty with such lustrous black hair.
The distracted Feng Xuxu, upon hearing the maid Xia Lian calling her, regained her senses and showed a faint smile, "Something simple."
