C431 Apologize to Each Other

When the teacher opened her eyes again, Qian Duojing held a few strands of white hair in her hand and smiled at her, "Teacher, you have white hair, I'll help you pull it down."

"Why are you touching my hair?" The teacher covered the place where she had been pulled and felt that the pain was still lingering.

"It's not a big deal to pull a few strands of hair