Chapter 232
After Huo Yuhan hung up the phone, he signaled Xu Moran to go upstairs to change his clothes. Xu Moran lowered his eyes and looked at the dress on his body and went upstairs unwillingly.
She brought Yilinju's clothes herself and can't find any of them. Last time she mistakenly thought that it was Mrs. Huo who had someone take away the old clothes. This time she could not guess whose masterpiece it was, then she would be really stupid.
Whether it is, it is fine.
Finally, Xu Moran changed into her trousers, and after going downstairs, Huo Yuhan led her out. After getting in the car, Yang Hua drove the car directly to the high-end barber shop where Huo Yuhan often came.
When the manager saw the familiar figure, he hurried forward and greeted: "Mr. Huo, please come here." He glanced at Xu Moran beside Huo Yuhan, and the clerk then brought tea.
Xu Moran broke away from Huo Yuhan's hand and shrank unnaturally. She felt a little depressed. Was he not afraid of being photographed in public?
What exactly did you think?
Huo Yuhan looked sideways at the woman behind him. His voice was no longer as cold as usual, but spoke with a little patience: "Come here."
Everyone's eyes gathered on Xu Moran. She took two steps helplessly, raised her hand and pointed Huo Yuhan's hand to signal that someone was watching, but who knew that the man directly held her hand with his backhand.
The two of them looked at each other secretly, feeling like they were touching each other.
"Be good, don't make trouble." Huo Yuhan took Xu Moran to the sofa and sat down, and then handed her the cup of hand on the table.
Who is making trouble?
Xu Moran wanted to roll her eyes very much, but unfortunately the occasion was wrong. It was him who was sticking to her, okay?
Why do you like to hold hands everywhere? You have to hold hands in a car, walk, and sleep. What are the bad habits of this man?
Is Mr. Huo lacks love?
The hairstylist asked: "Who is Mr. Huo who wants to cut his hair?"
Huo Yuhan said, "Help her to simply repair her hair, and then do some hair therapy." He turned his head and glanced at Xu Moran who was drinking water beside him.
"Okay, Mr. Huo."
At this time, Xu Moran put down the cup and decided to win the decision for herself. She said, "The weather is too hot, I want to cut my hair shorter."
In fact, she had wanted to cut her hair for a long time. When she broke up with Yang Like, she wanted to cut it, but she was busy at that time and was delayed until now.
Huo Yuhan turned his head and met Xu Moran's gaze, "I like you to have long hair." The implication is that I don't allow you to cut it.
The reason is very simple and crude, just "I like it".
Xu Moran was depressed and replied to him: "But I don't like it..." She always felt that having loved scumbags, cutting short hair is a cool thing, but unfortunately she couldn't make a decision for her hair.
Huo Yuhan pulled Xu Moran's hand and smiled slightly because of her coquettish tone: "Go." He always thought that her long hair looked very good, and he also liked to fall asleep by smelling the fragrance of her hair when he was sleeping.
This will make him feel very at ease.
Xu Moran muttered in his heart: Domineering!
An hour and a half passed, and Xu Moran's hair treatment was over. The hairstylist was helping her blow her hair. After seeing that the length of her hair had not changed much, she felt a little depressed.
The phoenix eyes looked at the man sitting on the sofa behind him through the mirror in front, and the man was looking at the magazine in his hand seriously and focusedly. His slender fingers were uniquely attractive when he flipped the book.
If such temperament is still unique if it is crowded with people, it is no wonder so many women like him.
The man who was originally reading a book suddenly raised his eyes and communicated through the mirror.
Xu Moran was caught by the person involved and peeked at her and looked away guiltily. Her fair cheeks turned slightly red. When her eyes were facing each other, she felt like her heart was beating faster...
Hell!
Chapter completed!