Xiajun Zihao saw that there was no problem and said,""It's done,"
Xie Yan 'er was still in a daze, not daring to believe it. She felt like she was dreaming.
Because she had had many dreams about xiajun Zihao in the past five years, even if this moment was real, she couldn't be sure.
"Yan 'er?"
Xiajun Zihao spoke again, interrupting Xie Yan 'er's thoughts and bringing her back to her senses.
Xie Yan 'er stood up and pinched her own thigh.
Xiajun Zihao furrowed his brows."Why did you pinch yourself?"
Xie Yan 'er looked at xiajun Zihao with her bright eyes."I want to see if I'm dreaming. My brother Hao tied my hair up again."
Xiajun Zihao was stunned for a moment before his expression softened."You'll know if it's a dream or not when you look in the mirror."
Xie Yan 'er happily ran out to the bathroom and looked in the mirror.
When she saw her beautiful ponytail, she felt refreshed and more beautiful.
