As the Beloved Eldest Disciple, I Just Want to Get Off Work
Chapter 37: Hairstyling
Junior Sister Yun lowered her head and looked at his palm.
It was a crescent-moon-shaped hairpin, silver-white all over, shimmering with a soft sheen under the moonlight.
She stared at the hairpin and suddenly felt a sharp sting in her nose.
She reached out, picked up the hairpin, and clenched it tightly in her palm.
Junior Sister Yun did not dare raise her head.
She was afraid that if she did, he would see how red her eyes were.
“Senior Brother,” she said in a muffled voice, “you’re too good to me.”
It felt too good. She felt as though all of this were a dream, and she was afraid it would vanish the moment she woke up.
The fingers holding the hairpin tightened a little more.
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