Making Out at Night

She asked Anastasia to sit on the edge of the bed. Tiana, who was carrying a comb in her hand, immediately got on the bed and sat behind Anastasia.

"It turns out that your hair is long enough if you don't make a pigtail hairstyle." Tiana gently combed Anastasia's hair back.

"Uhmm ..." Anastasia just nodded and closed her eyes, enjoying Tiana's soft brush.

Whether in the new world or on Earth, Anastasia really liked when her hair was stroked by her loved ones. Her fondness for stroking began when she was still on Earth and carried over until she was reincarnated.

"It's done. You are quite beautiful if your hair is dangling back." Tiana got out of bed and took her to the mirror.

"Whoa, looks like it's not me." Anastasia felt a stranged seeing herself being mirrored with a hairstyle that hung backward without bangs covering her forehead.