The Long-awaited Mr Han

Therefore, most employees come to work by subway.

Lu Man turned around and there was no one left.

Suddenly a loud whistle sounded, and Lu Man looked for it and saw Han Zhuoli's car.

She looked around, and nobody paid attention to it, so she hurried over.

It was found that Han Zhuoli's car window was very dark. From the outside, he could barely see someone inside, but he could not see his face clearly. He felt more at ease.

Lu Man quickly opened the door and boarded the car, finally relieved.

Who knows, Han Zhuoli didn't drive, he left his ear on his ear and stared at her.

"You don't drive?" Lu Man was so stressed by him that he felt uncomfortable and dared not look directly at him. He had to avoid his gaze and felt he could not do it.

"There are so many chats with Wu Li?" Han Zhuoli was angry.

Lu Man listened as if he was jealous.

She quickly shook off the dangerous idea and dared to defy it in her heart.

"You have to convince him not to send me." Lu Man explained.

Han Zhuoli is not satisfied, "He is chasing you?"

"No, it's just a little misunderstanding before. He is sorry for me, just compensate." Lu Man just finished explaining, he paused, his eyes raised, "But this is my business, it seems to have nothing to do with Han Shao. "

"It has nothing to do with me?" Han Zhuo raised her eyebrows, and couldn't bear her little conscience, looking at her.

With a click, he unfastened the seat belt buckle and leaned over to press Lu Man.

Lu Man was taken aback and hurried back to hide, his thin body shrunk between the triangle formed by the seat back and the door.

Looking at Lu Man, he tried to shrink himself into a triangle and squeezed it into that triangular slit, Han Zhuoli was ecstatic.

One hand clapped on the window, one hand pressed on the back of the chair, trapped her tightly in her arms, "Hide what?"

"What do you say I'm hiding?" Lu Man grunted and barely laughed. "Shan Han, can you back away?"

"Can't." Han Zhuo said without thinking, especially straightforward.

Lu Man: "..."

How does it look like a rogue.

"You said it didn't matter to me?" Han Zhuo narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Lu Man laughed, looking for reasons to search the stomach, but listened to Han Zhuoli said: "Who do you want to have a relationship with?"

She didn't want to be related to anyone.

Lu Man just opened his mouth, his lips were suddenly blocked, and he was firmly pressed against him, obviously looking cold, but in fact his lips were so soft.

Han Zhuoli took advantage of the opportunity of her open lips to speak. She entered and took her into the arms and pressed it against the door.

"Um--" Lu Man was squeezed tightly by him, his hands pressed against his chest, trying to push away.

But his chest was so stiff, like a rock, that squeezed her chest, let alone breathe, let alone push her away.

Han Zhuo kissed violently. After so many days, the people were clearly in front of her. For several times, he had to endure it. He didn't dare to touch it. He was afraid to scare her and make her angry.

But today I found out that there are people who are also in love with his little girl. How can this be tolerated?

Han Zhuoli was so angry and anxious that he couldn't help it at this moment.

Lu Man's whole body was soft, like no bones, embedded in his arms, feeling unprecedented fullness in his arms.

He lifted his eyes slightly and saw Lu Man's face flushed, she was suffocated by the kiss and couldn't breathe, so he let go slightly.

But her lips still stuck to her lips, feeling her softness and sweetness.