C624 Look at the scarf my wife knitted for me

Nangong Shaojue placed Su Weiyi in front of the dresser, holding a wooden brush and tidying up her chestnut hair, his gaze focused on her.

Through the bright mirror, Su Weiyi felt the change in Nangong Shaojue's expression, and naturally understood that he still liked the time when his hair was straight and black.

He had been sulking for a long time, staring at her hair