“Brother Xiao, thank you”
In the dark blue night, the bright full moon was extremely dazzling, and the silver-white light illuminated the entire sky. From time to time, a breeze blows across the cheeks, as delicate as a lover’s hand.
The leaves swayed, giving people a feeling of uneasiness.
Shen Jinman looked at herself quietly in the mirror. The surprise in her eyes as clear as water soon fell into her heart, looking at herself calmly.
There was no trace of turbulence in my pupils, as if I was not her in the mirror just now.
“Brother Xiao, do you think I’m starting from scratch?” Although the words were calm, they were completely unquestionable.
“Why don’t you like it?” Shen Jinman stretched out his soft little hand and stroked his jade-like cheeks, and never spoke again.
Suddenly, Xiao Ming quickly walked to her and picked up the comb on the table and helped her carefully organize a strand of disobedient hair just now. He quickly finished it under his fiddling with it. He took out a hairpin from his pocket, gently helped Shen Jinman to put it on, and smiled gently.
“Look, how perfect my work is.”