C903 We can't go back

Moonlight was a soft hand. It reached into the room through the window and stroked Mu Mu's head, which was covered in broken feathers and black hair.

Her hair was still short, barely reaching her ears in a small curve like a crescent moon.

Zou En touched her bangs. He didn't know why, but he finally paused for a moment and changed the topic: "It's summer now, if you cut your hair so short