After Huo Yuhan hung up the phone, he motioned Xu Moran to go upstairs to change clothes, Xu Moran lowered his eyes and looked at the dress on his body and reluctantly went upstairs.

The clothes she brought to Yilinju herself can't be found now, last time she mistakenly thought that it was Mrs. Huo who asked her to take away the old clothes, this time if she couldn't guess whose masterpiece it was, then she was really stupid.

Either way, no matter what.

In the end, Xu Moran changed her trousers, and after going downstairs, Huo Yuhan led her out of the door, and after getting in the car, Yang Hua drove the car directly to the high-end barber shop where Huo Yuhan often came.

After seeing the familiar figure, the manager hurriedly stepped forward to greet him: "Mr. Huo, please come here." He glanced at Xu Moran beside Huo Yuhan, and then led the two into the VIP room, and the clerk then brought tea.

Xu Moran broke away Huo Yuhan's hand and shrank back unnaturally, she was a little panicked in her heart, isn't he afraid of being photographed in public at all?

What the hell do you think?

Huo Yuhan looked sideways at the woman behind him, and his voice was no longer the usual cold, but spoke with a bit of patience: "Come here." ”

Everyone's eyes focused on Xu Moran, she took two steps forward helplessly, raised her hand and nodded Huo Yuhan's hand to indicate 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, and there was a feeling of affection between their eyebrows.

"Don't make a fuss." Huo Yuhan took Xu Moran to the sofa and sat down, and then handed her the cup on the table.

Who's messing around?

Xu Moran wanted to roll her eyes, but unfortunately the occasion was wrong, obviously he was clinging to her, okay?

Why do you like to hold hands everywhere? Pulling in the car, walking, and sleeping, what is wrong with this man?

Could it be that Mr. Huo lacks love?

The hairstylist asked, "Mr. Huo, who is going to cut his hair?" ”

Huo Yuhan spoke: "Help her simply trim the ends of 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 fight for her own decision, she said: "The weather is too hot, I want to cut my hair shorter." ”

In fact, she wanted to cut her hair for a long time, and she wanted to cut it when she broke up with Yang Like, but she was busy at that time and then dragged it out until now.

Huo Yuhan turned his head to meet 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 simple, brutal and just "I like it".

Xu Moran was depressed and replied to him: "But I don't like ......" She has always felt that she has loved scum, and it is a cool thing to cut short hair, but unfortunately she can't make decisions about her hair.

Huo Yuhan pulled Xu Moran's hand, and smiled slightly because of her coquettish tone: "Go ahead." He always thought her long hair looked good, and he loved to smell the scent of her hair when he went to bed.

It will make him feel at ease.

Xu Moran muttered in his heart: Domineering!

An hour and a half passed, Xu Moran's hair treatment was over, the hairstylist was helping her blow her hair, and she was a little depressed after seeing that her hair length had not changed.

Feng Yan looked through the mirror in front of him at the man sitting on the sofa behind him, and the man was looking at the magazine in his hand seriously and intently, and his slender fingers were full of unique attraction when he turned the book.

If such a temperament is put in the pile of people, it is still unique, no wonder so many women like him.

The man who was originally reading the book suddenly raised his eyes and communicated through the mirror between the two couples.

Xu Moran was caught by the party and looked away from her heartlessly, her fair cheeks were slightly red, and she felt that her heart was beating faster at the moment when her eyes met......

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