I’ve Got Hold of Your Koi

Ye Lian wanted to sit on the sofa, but was raising her hands to tie up her hair. When she saw Huo Shiyun coming back, she immediately smiled like a flower, "You're back."

"Um."

Huo Shiyun responded lightly, opened the shoe cabinet and took out a pair of slippers to change on, then strode towards her.

At this time, Ye Lianxiang had already tied her ponytail, her delicate facial features were not covered with makeup, and her bare face was extraordinarily fresh and beautiful.

Huo Shiyun glanced at her, and saw that she picked up the shampoo on the table, looked at it carefully, and a trace of tenderness unconsciously flashed across her eyes.

He sat down in the empty seat next to her, leaned his head over, "Is this shampoo?"

Ye Lian wanted to turn her head, and the corner of her mouth curled into a small arc, "Yes, the new endorsement I received today is a very popular shampoo, but you must have never used it."

"Well, it didn't work."

Huo Shiyun nodded slightly.

Maybe because it was the product she endorsed, he suddenly became interested, so he picked up another shampoo on the table, opened the lid and smelled it.

It has a faint herbaceous aroma, and the taste is quite good, but there seems to be something wrong.

Huo Shiyun frowned.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Lian wanted to ask him with a concerned face.

Huo Shiyun didn't answer, but put down the shampoo in her hand, took the one in her hand, and similarly opened the lid to smell it.

Ye Lian wanted to see this, so she also took a bottle of shampoo to her nose, but she only smelled the nice scent of grass and trees, and didn't think there was anything wrong.

Perhaps, Huo Shiyun is allergic to aroma?

Yes, he doesn't seem to like perfume very much.

Thinking of this, Ye Lian thought a gleam of understanding flashed across his eyes.

But in the next second, Huo Shiyun said: "There is something wrong with this shampoo, don't use it."

"ah?"

Ye Lian wanted to widen her eyes, "This is a decades-old brand, so there should be no quality problems, right?"

Seeing her questioning himself without thinking, the man narrowed his eyes, returned the handwashing water to her, and said coolly, "Then you use it."

After saying that, his tall body leaned back casually, leaning against the back of the sofa, lazily playing with his mobile phone.

Ye Lian wanted to blink her curly eyelashes, hesitated for two seconds, and couldn't help picking up the shampoo again, but, pardon her stupidity, she really couldn't see anything.

"Huo Shiyun—"

She called someone in a low voice.

Huo Shiyun didn't even raise his eyelids as if he didn't hear it.

Is this man angry?

Just because she didn't trust him?

As for what?

Ye Lian wanted to complain secretly, but her tone was unconsciously softer, "Oh, Huo Shiyun, just tell me, huh?"

"..."

"Little Jinyun?"

"..."

"Boss Huo?"

"..."

Someone is still indifferent.

Excessive!

Ye Lian wanted to puff up her cheeks.

Could it be that she must use a beauty trick?

Okay, let's just be a beauty trick.

Anyway, she is not bad.

The girl slandered unscrupulously.

So, she leaned delicately in his arms, lightly stroked his graceful chin with her light white fingers, exhaled like blue, "Yun, I was wrong, I shouldn't question your words, don't be angry, okay?" okay?"

Watching her drama performance, Huo Shiyun almost got goosebumps, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he directly pushed away her little head buried in front of his chest, "Speak well."

"cut!"

Ye Lian wanted to sit up straight, brushed the broken hair from her forehead behind her ears, and gritted her teeth, "Wood, ice, paralyzed, dead straight man who doesn't know anything about style!"

Huo Shiyun: "..."

"Should I say it? Don't say it, I won't have breakfast tomorrow!"

The coquettish beauty trick didn't work, so she simply stood up and threatened him fiercely.