Long Yinxiao laughed heartily, his fingers leaving Lu Xiaoyou's chin, "Accompany me to the banquet tonight, and make sure your hair is clean."
The man's gaze fell on her semi-wet, semi-dry hair resting on her shoulders. Because the pool water contained a large amount of disinfectant, Lu Xiaoyou's hair had become somewhat stiff and now exuded the smell of disinfectant.
He scrutinized Lu Xiaoyou's hair with a slightly disdainful and picky demeanor.
"If your hair isn't cleaned properly, I'll cut it all off!"
Lu Xiaoyou mentally rolled her eyes.
All the Long Family men are like this, excessively neat freaks!
"Tch!" Far away in Rhode Island, Long Xiliang sneezed.
"Brother, did you catch a cold?"
Long Xingkui asked in surprise; the Long Family's offspring rarely caught colds, and even sneezes were uncommon. Long Xiliang's sudden sneeze was indeed remarkable.
"It's nothing."
