He Youyou shoved the comb into his hand.
Zhao Changqing took it and tied her hair into a bun.
She then picked up her golden hair crown from the table and put it on.
He Youyou's eyes lit up.
Hey, you know what?
Wearing this golden thing on your head instantly makes you look different.
He Youyou touched the simple hair tie on her head.
Yeah, they were annihilated in an instant, leaving not a trace.
Zhao Changqing glanced at her sideways and saw her touching her hair.
I glanced at her simple ponytail and said nothing.
He bent down and reached his hands downwards.
They pulled out a hidden compartment on the couch and took out a jade hairpin clasp.
He Youyou stared intently at the thing.
This jade hairpin buckle is made of gold-inlaid white jade, with flowing cloud patterns engraved in gold and dragons playing with pearls carved on the white jade.
Looking into her bright, sparkling eyes, Zhao Changqing unconsciously curled one corner of his lips: "You like it?"
He Youyou nodded emphatically: "Good stuff."
"Put your head over here."
Zhao Changqing held her head and fastened the jade hairpin to her ponytail.
"This looks much better."
He Youyou reached out and touched it herself, and was quite satisfied.
She's not someone who cares much about dressing up, but she likes valuable things.
"Thanks, I'll return it to you when I leave," He Youyou said.
Zhao Changqing's smile faltered for a moment: "These belong to Han Silang. You can keep them; you don't need to return them."
He Youyou thought to herself, "Wow, could it be their token of love?"
Oh, I almost forgot about that.
I can't use ambiguous tactics on him anymore; he won't fall for it.
He didn't press her yesterday, probably because he was scared, not because she teased him.
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