Jiang Ni lowered her eyes, swept over the black hair tie wrapped around his fingertips, and found it incredible.
More unexpected than that, Qin Jijing was actually trying to help her tie her hair up...
His hands, which could sign contracts worth hundreds of millions every day, were now lingering in her hair.
Jiang Ni sat there dumbly, maintaining the sideways position, her head turned towards the window, not daring to move an inch.
At this moment, she couldn't see him and could only go by feel.
His movements were not skilled.
Catching sight of her uncomfortable furrowing of brows and the emotions written all over her face, Qin Jijing relaxed the strength in his hands, "Did it hurt?"
"...No, not at all." Jiang Ni blinked, her expression completely vanished, quietly being his toy doll for him to fiddle with at will.