"Why is your hair wet?" Huo Xishen asked sternly.
The eagle-eyed Huo Xishen frowned when he saw the water flowing from the tip of her hair.
Yan Jinyi pursed her lips and said, "I don't feel like blow-drying my hair. Why don't you help me, Mr. Huo?"
'You called me Honey just now, why are you calling me Mr. Huo again?'
Huo Xishen looked askance at her and said, "Go do it yourself."
"Huo Xishen, are you my husband or not? Will it kill you to help me blow dry my hair!?!"
Yan Jinyi suddenly got really menacing as she picked up the hairdryer and plugged it into the socket. She then sat still with her back facing Huo Xishen. "I'm very, very cold now, do as you deem fit."
'This girl is really...'
Huo Xishen pinched his temples and got up to walk towards her.
When he lifted her wet hair that was spread all over her back, he finally realized that the fabric pressed against her back was damp.
