It took a while before there was a reaction, with a slight smile, "Am I not good-looking like this?"
Lu Huai'an lowered his gaze, focusing on the woman's clean face. He saw his own reflection in her eyes, very clearly, and the pain in his heart eased a bit.
His deep voice seemed to carry a certain alluring charm, "This is great too. You were also beautiful when you had long hair, Xiao Chu, grow your hair long for me."
Lin Chu knew from a young age that Lu Huai'an found girls with long hair more pleasing to the eye, probably because of his mother, Song Jingyuan, so she always had long hair.
For so many years, it had become a habit.
Lin Chu touched her short hair, smiling, "Now that the weather is getting colder, having long hair seems nice too, so I won't cut it."
Anyway, she was bound to leave.
Hearing Lin Chu's words, the distinct features of Lu Huai'an's face showed a hint of a smile, even his deep eyes carried a gentle air.
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