"Hmm!" The girl nodded. Then she divided the hair at the back with a comb, grabbed it with both hands, and her hair was brought to the front. Then she sat down and watched Yan Fei skillfully braid her hair.
"You're really good at this!" The girl thought about how she hadn't braided her hair in a long time, and Yan Xiaofei's technique was commendable.
Yan Xiaofei said proudly, "I've been practicing since I was a kid."
"Who did you practice with?" The girl's brow furrowed, and her almond-shaped eyes widened.
"Braiding rope!" Yan Fei was focused on the braid and didn't notice the girl's expression. "You forgot, when I was a kid, I played with whips. I used to steal others' hemp, leave a piece as a handle, and braid the rest into a whip. You were the one who taught me how to do it initially!"
The girl suddenly fell into memory and, after a while, jokingly said, "Back then, certain someone was still wearing crotch-less pants! Almost ready for kindergarten..."
