Some tacit understanding is that you care

Mo Yanchen reached out and took out a pair of scissors from the drawer.

His fingers ran through her long hair and fell on the end. He gently pinched the end of her hair and cut it with a quick, accurate, and ruthless scissors. He trimmed all the places where the split was.

"Yiya." At this moment, the door was pushed open.

President ye had already finished dressing and wanted to come in.

He stood outside the door and saw Shen Chen sitting quietly in front of the dressing table with her eyes closed. Mo Yanchen bent over and his long fingers stroked her long hair as if he was touching a piece of art. He then trimmed her hair.

This scene was so beautiful that he didn't have the heart to disturb her. He took half a step back and left.

President ye walked to the side and poured a glass of wine. He stood in the corridor and looked at the scenery outside. His thoughts flew to a very distant era. At that time, he seemed to be ... He had done the same thing.