Gu Jiaojiao reached up and touched the hairpin, a smile playing on her lips.
The hairpin wasn't very classical. The pin's body was a beautiful curve, and at its head was a chubby, silly-looking little squirrel, hugging a pinecone as it ate.
Its long tail connected to the body of the pin, and the top featured the adorable sight of the squirrel nibbling on its treat.
It was the first time Gu Jiaojiao had ever seen such a hairpin, and she couldn't help but ask the man why he had carved a squirrel.
The man insisted the squirrel looked just like her.
Gu Jiaojiao's face instantly showed her displeasure. 'She was slender and curvy, while this squirrel was round and looked goofy. How were they anything alike?'
In any case, though Gu Jiaojiao complained out loud, she secretly adored it.
It was also because of this hairpin that Gu Jiaojiao discovered the man was truly amazing when it came to carving.
