"Has the Emperor never combed your hair before?"
As soon as she spoke, Li Yuyu bit her lip in regret.
She chuckled lightly, saying, "Emperor, what I meant to say is, is this really the first time you've combed my hair? Your skill is impressive."
Yan Xiu's dark phoenix eyes quietly regarded Li Yuyu, absorbing her momentary fluster and embarrassment.
He suddenly felt that when Yu'er asked the first question, it wasn't an act, but something she genuinely cared about.
How is that possible?
Yan Xiu thought he was overthinking.
"I am the True Dragon Emperor. Combing hair is but a trivial task. If I say it's the first time, then it is the first time. When have I ever spoken falsely?"
Ha!
Li Yuyu's eyes glimmered slightly, yet her lips curled upwards unconsciously, her mood lifted as she found Yan Xiu much more pleasing to the eye.
