"Um... okay." Still worried that Lu Xiaoyao would discover this, Mingmei absentmindedly agreed. But as soon as she did, she abruptly looked up at Mu Chen, surprised, and said, "You know I..."

Before she could finish speaking, Mu Chen casually picked a rose, gently shushed her, and then focused his handsome, slender fingers on cleaning the thorns off the rose.

Finally, he personally placed the repaired rose beside Mingmei's ear, stared at it for a while, and sighed with some dissatisfaction: "A game with this kind of background doesn't even have a proper hairstyle. Long hair like yours should be..."

As they were talking, a gust of wind suddenly rose, and Mingmei felt her long hair, which she had casually tied with a ribbon, suddenly come loose.

She expected to be covered in long hair, but instead felt the other person's cool fingertips brushing through her scalp at her temples, and then her long hair was pulled into his hand.

In that instant, Mingmei felt a tingling sensation spreading from her temples to her entire body, making her breath quicken for a moment.

Even her legs seemed to go weak and uncontrollable. Without realizing it, she leaned forward slightly and reached out to grab the other person's collar.

The other person was supposedly helping her fix her hair by half-hugging and half-embracing her, but now she's grabbed his collar, completely eliminating any distance between them.

Bright and beautiful: (* /A＼*)

Mu Chen: (*￣A￣)！

For a moment, Mingmei felt her face getting hot. Her face was almost touching the other person's neck, so Mingmei lowered her head in embarrassment. Then, a familiar, cool fragrance made her dizzy for a long time.

Mingmei suddenly thought, almost inexplicably, that it would be wonderful if she could just keep holding him like this forever.

Realizing she had strange thoughts, Mingmei immediately snapped back to reality, glanced at Mu Chen, and saw that his serious expression was genuine, and he was staring at her hair without any romantic intentions, as if he really wanted to help her fix her hair.

Where she couldn't see, Mu Chen almost tore the hair out of his hand, his fingertips were even a little bloodshot.

【Ghost.】

【Um? 】

Please turn off Lu Xiaoyao's live stream for a while; I really don't want this chicken noise to ruin the atmosphere...

The atmosphere was perfect, and Mingmei was even tempted to indulge in it, but she couldn't ignore the incessant squawking of Lu Xiaoyao in her backstage livestream room, which had been going on non-stop since Mu Chen was doing her hair, along with the constant barrage of "Ahhhhhhh!" echoing across the screen.

Therefore, Mingmei decided to let go of her worries and leave Lu Xiaoyao alone.

Let her look if she wants; if Mu Chen finds out, then she's just unlucky.

"Holy crap! Would it kill you to kiss me? Is hair something to play with?! I want to see them kissing!"

If it weren't for the thorns on the roses, Lu Xiaoyao, who was hiding here, would have loved to roll around in the rose bushes right now!

However, Lou Jia and his companion, who had followed Lu Xiaoyao's example and ambushed themselves among the rose bushes, were now questioning the meaning of life.

Why would they think Lu Xiaoyao was doing something big?!

Why? !