Gu Yan then opened Yan Shuo's hand, and said, "Also, I need to tell you. Stop messing up my hair."
Gu Yan inherently disliked people touching her head, as if she were a preschooler.
Moreover, Tang Yuxiu also liked to touch her head, often with a doting look in his eyes.
She couldn't help but think of him.
Everything they had experienced and gone through together seemed to permeate every corner of her life.
But Yan Shuo couldn't understand her thoughts, he only found it amusing and exasperating, "You're a patient right now, staying indoors every day, often lying down, who are you trying to look nice for?"
"Aren't you a person? Aren't Uncle Fu and Xiao Hui people? Can't I look good for myself?"
Yan Shuo watched her showing her girlish side in front of him, their interaction had become much more casual, even joking with him without any awkwardness, which made him really happy.
