With a soft sound from the door, Gu Yin ambled into the room. His gaze fell upon the soft, beautiful female on the bed, and he couldn't resist lying down on his side next to her, propping up his chin to admire her.
"What is it?" An Jin turned her head to the side. She was in a good mood, so her face was lit with a bright, energetic smile.
She casually placed a hand on Gu Yin's face, pinching his handsome cheek. Her movements were as languid and graceful as a cat's.
With her slender fingers, she then hooked a strand of his long, black hair and wound it into several loops. Gu Yin's hair felt amazing to the touch, and she couldn't resist starting to weave it into a small braid.
Gu Yin remained silent, letting her have her way with him. The entire time, he simply watched her with a gentle, doting gaze, a faint smile playing on his well-defined lips.
"Look, two little braids. Don't they look good? My skills are pretty decent, right?" An Jin said with a chuckle.
