Yelu Yan's fingertips occasionally brushed against Li Xianyun's ear tips and neck as he tied her hair.
His fingertips were rough, whereas her skin was so tender it seemed that a puff could break it.
A blush gradually spread across Li Xianyun's ears.
Yelu Yan carefully tied Li Xianyun's jet-black hair.
He moved in front of Li Xianyun to check the hair, finding it neatly tied without any stray strands, save for a lock of hair near the temple that could not be tied back.
Yelu Yan bent down and gently gathered the stray strands of hair behind her ear with his hand.
His sudden closeness made Li Xianyun somewhat at a loss; her hands on her lap involuntarily moved, and she shifted her gaze to the side, trying to avoid his.
However, after Yelu Yan finished gathering her hair, he didn't straighten up.
From the corner of her eye, Li Xianyun could clearly see Yelu Yan looking at her with a smile.