Although Xie Jingrun wasn't exactly a seasoned womanizer, based on what he had just said and what he was doing now, she had reason to suspect that he was trying to flirt.
If he were to take her now, she would probably still be confused and let him do whatever he wanted.
Thinking of this, she suddenly woke up with a start.
She's not the kind of girl who gets easily swayed by a few sweet words.
She was about to push him away when he stepped back first and gathered her disheveled dress back up.
Xie Jingrun straightened her dress, his gaze falling on the silver strands at the corner of her lips. His eyes darkened slightly, but he silently raised his sleeve to wipe them away, then reached out to help her up.
Seeing the girl's still-blushing face, he suddenly reached out and pulled her onto his lap.
Rong Qingqing felt a little uncomfortable upon seeing this. She was about to get up when he stopped her.
"Don't move," he said in a hoarse voice, then suddenly raised his hand and pulled the hairpin that was used to hold her hair in place.
In an instant, a head of jet-black, glossy hair cascaded down.
Rong Qingqing turned around in surprise.
Looking at the girl's face, which appeared even more delicate and beautiful through her hair, Xie Jingrun's eyes flashed with amazement.
"Your hair is messy, let me comb it for you." After a long while, he leaned close to her ear and said in a low, husky voice, then used a hairpin to comb her long hair back into place.
Upon hearing this, Rong Qingqing obediently sat on his lap and did not move.
She didn't believe Xie Jingrun could comb a woman's hair; anyway, if he couldn't do it well, she could do it herself in a little while.
As she thought this, she felt the man's long, slender fingers run through her hair, caressing her scalp...
Her face suddenly felt hot.
Combing a woman's hair is such an intimate act, usually done between husband and wife. But Xie Jingrun had dried her hair before, and now he was combing his...
The two hadn't even gotten married yet, but they had already done many intimate things...
She tilted her head to the side, looking at the man behind her who was styling her hair, her eyes shining brightly.
Xie Jingrun saw this, paused for a moment, then casually put the hairpin back into her hair and said in a low voice, "It's done."
Upon hearing this, Rong Qingqing immediately raised her hand and touched it, somewhat disbelieving that he could comb a woman's hair.
"You didn't comb my hair haphazardly, did you?"
Meeting the girl's distrustful gaze, Xie Jingrun frowned. "Come with me." With that, he supported her waist, put her on the ground, and then took her hand, leading her towards the ditch beside the road.
"See for yourself." When they reached the ditch, Xie Jingrun let go of her hand.
Rong Qingqing looked at him suspiciously, walked to the ditch, and leaned over to look at her reflection in the water.
When she saw her hairstyle, the corner of her mouth twitched.
Xie Jingrun really knows how to comb hair!
"Is my combing alright?" Xie Jingrun's boastful voice came from behind.
Rong Qingqing turned to look at him, her expression somewhat complicated. "It's well done, but I'm a woman. Why did you give me a man's hairstyle?" As she finished speaking, she couldn't help but glance at his hairstyle today.
Perhaps because he was attending court in the morning, he had his hair all combed up, which made him look different from his usual lazy self. He appeared handsome, capable, dignified, and aloof.
He looks good whether his hair is down or all combed up, and he has a different vibe each time.
But for a girl like her, having such a strong hairstyle made her feel a little strange.
Xie Jingrun stepped forward, put his hand on her shoulder, and looked her over carefully. He frowned and said, "But I think she looks very beautiful." Her face was already small, and with all her hair combed up, her small face looked even more clear and pure, exceptionally beautiful.
Rong Qingqing blinked. Was he praising her looks?
Does this guy even know what he's saying?
Thinking of something, she couldn't help but ask, "Have you really never had a woman before?"
Xie Jingrun frowned. "Why do you ask that?"
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