C321 How Wives Are Treated
Du Qiaoyun took off her hairpin while sleeping. Her black cloud-like hair spread out on the bed like a blooming lotus flower.
Xie Zhifeng knew Du Qiaoyun had fallen asleep from her breathing. He couldn't help but reach out his hand to caress Du Qiaoyun's hair that was scattered all over the bed.
Du Qiaoyun's hair was thin and soft, forming a stark contrast with Xie Zhifeng's rough and dry hair