C1874 The Infatuated Zhao Linyi

Chu Yue was the first to snap back to reality. Clearing her throat, she said, "Absolutely! But..." She paused and gestured for Chu Qing to come closer. Under Chu Yue's guiding hand, Chu Qing took a seat.

"Hair!" Chu Yue's voice, cool and detached, floated from behind Chu Qing. Soon, Chu Qing felt the chill of delicate fingers weaving through her hair.

A short while later