Jingyuan’s hair is voluminous and well-kept, it is most likely that he takes a great care with it, which explains his protectiveness over it.

”Oh, you want to braid my hair?” he repeats, trying to conceal a chuckle.

Despite his steadfast refusal in letting anyone touch his hair, he appears unfazed with your interest as he had already expect it coming.

The sight of a small child braiding his hair is hilarious, he thinks to himself.

“Of course you can, go ahead, little finch.”