C492 Your Highness Your Subject Has Arrived 48 Times Late

His rough fingers moved between her smooth hair. Xiao Ye couldn't tell what he was feeling, but looking at the girl quietly sitting in front of the bronze mirror and letting him hold her hair, for some reason, he felt at ease.

F * ck, what the hell.

Xiao Ye thought dizzily, why does he think that this is not bad?

With great difficulty, he gave Su Daji a simple bun (hmm