"In the military camp, you get used to it!" Lu Yuanfeng said with a hearty laugh.
"Why are you up so early? Why don't you sleep a bit more?" Lu Yuanfeng asked with concern.
"No more sleep for me, I'm fine!" Mu Shuangshuang replied.
"Oh dear, your hair is wet. Come inside with me, I'll dry it for you!"
Mu Shuangshuang led Lu Yuanfeng back to her room.
At this time, her room was just the same as it was last night.
The quilt was neatly folded, and the furnishings inside hadn't changed a bit.
Mu Shuangshuang took a cotton towel out of the wardrobe to help Lu Yuanfeng dry his hair.
In ancient times, regardless of gender, hair was long, unlike modern men with their simple, fresh short hair that sometimes doesn't even need drying.
She had Lu Yuanfeng sit in front of the dressing table while she carefully dried his hair.
Once his hair was dry, she chatted with him, listening to him talk about the happenings in the camp.
