Ye Fan followed silently, and before he walked a few steps, he found the girl in front of him stopped. He walked forward and smelled the faint fragrance emanating from the girl, feeling particularly relaxed and peaceful.

"Why did you stop?"

"that……"

Ning Xi had a slight blush on her cheeks, and her expression was slightly awkward. She took a breath and mustered up the courage to speak, "You... help me tidy it up."

"good."

With a gentle look in his eyes, Ye Fan took off the hairband from Ning Xi's blue silk hair and used the five fingers of his right hand as a comb to carefully straighten her long hair. The fluffy hair was as smooth and soft as willow silk.

With just a few clicks, the black hair is neat and uniform.

Ye Fan tied the girl's low ponytail back into place, moving very slowly for fear of hurting her.

The midday sun slanted down and fell on the two of them. It looked very warm. It seemed that there were no fireworks or hustle and bustle, only light...

Except for the seriousness in Ye Fan's eyes, the remaining affection was like a black hole, sucking the soul.

Love is slow and firm.

Love slowly, love well——

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