Little Red was delighted.
Enjoying the warmth in the hot spring more than ever.
On the other side, after a simple dinner, Lu Yun diligently cleaned up.
With a soft clink, the hairpin she wore on her head fell.
Because it was dirt ground, paved with some leaves, it made little noise.
Lu Yun herself didn't notice.
Su Yan noticed, stood up, picked up the hairpin, and approached her.
"Your hairpin fell."
Lu Yun turned around,
"Wha-what?"
Her speech was hesitant, and her face flushed a bit.
Luckily, as it was dark, it didn't attract too much attention.
Su Yan repeated,
"Your hairpin fell."
She said earnestly, raising her hand.
Then, seeing that Lu Yun's hands were full, she reached out and placed the hairpin into her bun.
Lu Yun's face turned completely red in an instant.
Su Yan noticed she seemed a little unnatural.
Assuming that her sudden closeness was the cause of discomfort.
She stepped back two paces.
Lu Yun turned back and began tidying up faster.
