If he wasn't around, who would fix her hair?
He couldn't say those words at this moment. It had only been four hours past midnight. He didn't want to ruin the mood by saying such words at this moment.
Feng Tianlan acted as though she didn't notice and only looked up at him with a smile. "Aren't you around?"
In the future, she wouldn't need him anymore.
Si Mobai tried his best to raise the corners of his lips and let out a soft reply, but he didn't dare to speak. The world was full of changes, and he didn't dare to make a promise to her now.
Once he couldn't do it, the promise would become a lie.
Feng Tianlan sat in front of the dressing mirror and watched as Si Mobai helped her dry her hair. He held an ivory comb and combed her hair. "Husband, can you help me draw my eyebrows?"
"Sure." Si Mobai's tone was still doting.
"Mobai, your tone sounded like Wu Ya."