Why are you so good to me?

  He immediately coarsened his voice and roughly pulled open the gauze on her head, covering up his worried thoughts.

  "Why are you so good to me?" She died her own death, but how did he seem even more nervous than she was? Luo Xi'er stared at him in deep astonishment.

  "Shut up, crazy girl. Your hair is so long, have you considered cutting it?" Her hair was fine, long and soft to the touch, and it was clear that she had taken great care of it. Although he thought it would be a shame to cut it off like this, for the sake of her wound on the back of her head, it was better to cut it off after all. Yun Haoxuan stroked her soft hair, feeling reluctant to let go.

  "What, cut my hair? Are you kidding me? I've been growing this hair for a long time. Whoever dares to touch my hair will have to fight with me to the death." The grudge of cutting one's hair is unforgivable.

  "It'll grow back if you cut it, do you have to be so tense about it?" I didn't expect her to not care about her own physical health but be so particular about her hair, what a contradictory little girl.

  "It'll take a very long time for it to grow this long, can't I be anxious? My hair is my second life, I'd rather die than cut it, are you thinking of messing with my hair?" Luo Xi'er suspiciously stared at him, then quickly reached out to grab her own hair back, keeping a three-step distance from him, her face guarded.

  "I've never seen a girl like you who loves to talk so much, I'm not bored out of my mind, why would I think of messing with your hair?" He's not that perverted yet.

  "You're not a girl, so you don't know how important hair is to girls. My hair is for the one I love, and I want to keep it long enough for him to see me in a white wedding dress walking into the church." Luo Xi'er held her own hair, fantasizing about wearing a white wedding dress and having a sacred ceremony with her beloved Prince Charming in the grand hall.

  As she thought about it, even her saliva couldn't help but flow down. However, just as she lifted the veil on her head, she found that the man wearing the groom's attire was actually Yun Haoxuan, whom she disliked and had sworn to be at odds with. She was suddenly frightened out of her fantasy and back to reality. When she came to herself, she discovered that Yun Haoxuan was already standing in front of her.

  Zheng stared at her with a very strange expression, scaring her so much that she let out a loud shriek and retreated several steps back.

  "What were you just thinking about, looking so carefree and happy?" Is he a fierce beast? Did she need to hide that quickly? Yun Haoxuan glared at her unhappily.

  "What are you talking nonsense about, who's having a romantic fantasy? Oh my god, how can she be daydreaming about marrying him in broad daylight. Luo Xi'er, you're really done for. He's so despicable, overbearing and useless, arrogant and conceited. Your brain is addled."

  "What I'm saying is you, with your attitude, do you think anyone would want to marry you?" Hearing her say she wanted to walk into the wedding hall with the one she loved, Yun Haoxuan suddenly felt a surge of unease, and hearing her say she was going to marry someone else made him very unhappy.

  "Who says I'm not popular? Many people praise me for being pretty and lovely, and I often receive love letters too." A girl as lovely as her wouldn't be unpopular, right? It's unbelievable if you say it out loud, Luo Xi'er said confidently.