The Long-awaited Mr Han

Chapter 8 Han Shao

Lu Man gritted his teeth and said, "Should Han Shao let me go first?"

In my previous life, people often heard that Han Zhuolili and Feng Jiuyue had such a status, but no woman could get close.

There was even a feeling of being approached by a woman, as if to desecrate him.

In her previous life, until she died, Han Zhuoli was not married, and did not even hear that he had a girlfriend.

But now looking at this gangster's attitude, it's not like it was heard in my previous life.

"I didn't hold your hand again." Han Zhuoli released her wrist long ago, but her hands were still pinched on her waist.

Without waiting for Lu Man to say anything, Han Zhuoli glanced at the phone and said, "Lu Qiyuan, is your father?"

Instead of directly labeling the name, instead of using father or father instead.

Lu Man didn't answer him, gritted his teeth and said, "You let me go first."

Han Zhuoli knew that he was right. "It's the same here."

Lu Man lowered his eyes, letting the phone ring, and not worried, but smiled at Han Zhuo Li Yan.

Han Zhuo narrowed his eyes, he was too familiar with this smile, she just smiled at He Zhengbai and Lu Qi just now.

Laughing enchanting. Feeling, confusing.

Even if Han Zhuoli was prepared, she would inevitably be shaken by her smile.

This woman is a natural vixen!

While he was shaking, Lu Man suddenly lifted his foot and kicked him in the knee.

She just hurried to the bathroom to take off her clothes, and she took off her shoes for realism.

Stepping barefoot on the carpet, the dark carpet set off her feet more white and beautiful, as if soaked in milk.

At this moment, Han Zhuoli's knee was bent, and it was really a bit painful, but she could feel the thin and soft heart of her foot, which swayed him.

While he let go, Lu Man dared not take the bath towel and rushed into the bathroom.

Han Zhuoli took pains while covering her knees, but couldn't help turning her head to follow her.

Even the back is so pretty, the skin is fair and delicate, every inch is tight and just right, and then down, it's very firm and firm, Han Zhuoli feels his hand is about to move.

The waist also followed tightly, and the uncontrollable image of her two legs tightly climbing his waist was also strong.

Suddenly the whole person was about to explode.

Lu Man could still feel the scorching sight on his back, uncomfortable, almost rushed into the bathroom with his hands and feet and quickly dressed.

Even so, the body is still hot, and the places that have been touched by his palm are hot, as if his palm is still resting on it.

I didn't know when the ringtone stopped, and she didn't care about it at all.

I didn't care anymore, so I didn't take Lu Qiyuan seriously.

After the ringtone stopped, it rang again.

Lu Man looked at the three characters of Lu Qiyuan displayed on the screen, his eyes cold.

It was this man, her biological father, who chose to believe in Lucky instead of her.

One thought was that she hurt someone, and even thought she was embarrassing. Even if she went to prison, he had never visited her.

When she stayed out of prison for eight years, she still remembered that day, she came out of the prison, the gate was empty, there was no one, and no one seemed to know that she was released today.

She didn't care, only the mother who was in bad health was thinking about it.She didn't return home, and immediately returned to her mother's house, but she was left with only an empty house.