The Long-awaited Mr Han

Lu Man couldn't help but spurn himself. Since he didn't agree with Han Zhuoli's pursuit and behaved indifferently, he didn't think about it.

Otherwise she looks down on herself.

Try to suppress the loss in your heart and tell yourself that since you have made your choice, don't regret it.

Fear of injury and reluctance to let go, this is not what she should do.

Finally, he calmed down a little, but his hand was suddenly held by Han Zhuoli.

Compared with him, her hands seemed so small.

Almost all of him was wrapped in the palm of his hand. The warmth of his palm made the cold wind in the autumn night unable to penetrate, making the road unprecedentedly warm.

Han Zhuo Li bowed his head, his hands were white, like jade, distinct and clear, very beautiful.

Even if it is a lot of women, born beautiful, but he stretched out his hand, he was compared.

Weibo once blew a wind of Han Zhuoli's hand close-ups. It was still a time when he attended a film release event of Han Bang. When he talked with the microphone, he was filmed.

As a result, a group of female netizens licked the screen for a long time.

But Lu Man's hand was held by him, and he didn't seem to lose.

His skin was whiter than him, and his fingers were thin and soft like green onions.

She did not leave her nails, her nails were cut neatly, and her fingertips formed a rounded little tip towards the top of her nails, which was better than a hand model.

Han Zhuo gripped it, only to feel that her hands were soft like no bones.

Lu Man couldn't help looking at Han Zhuoli, thinking he wouldn't care about her.

"Send you back to the hospital first." Han Zhuoli explained.

Lu Man couldn't help but defamation. In this case, she had to pull her out just now.

Walking to the door of the hospital building, Lu Man was about to enter, but Han Zhuo pulled it back.

Lu Man looked at him, Han Zhuoli said helplessly: "I will leave without looking at me?"

He sighed and mumbled, "I'm planted in your hand."

As soon as the voice fell, the road was ripped into the corner where the light was not.

He touched Lu Man's head. "My words, you think about it. Don't trap your life for those two jerks."

If it were someone else, she might not have such a lack of self-confidence, but the target is him, she really can't give a little self-confidence.

"If I seriously think about it, the same answer?" Lu Man looked up.

Han Zhuo smiled slightly, "Then I won't let you go. I said you are my girlfriend, you are."

Dare to love her has nothing to do with her wishes.

He is already given!

Moreover, Mingming just said that she was only pursuing her. Why did she become his girlfriend after such a moment of effort?

She didn't agree at all and said nothing.

He was there by himself, touching his lips and mouth, and setting the love process directly.

Lu Man was angry, but she didn't know, Han Zhuoli loved to see her little fox mad at herself.

Han Zhuoli took her into her arms and bowed her head to kiss her lips.

Lu Man's eyes widened in shock, but he couldn't push it back until he was hugged directly by him.

This man is really ... what's wrong, every time I love to hug her and kiss her.

Although he was extra tall, she looked petite in his arms.

But every time he was held by him like this, she couldn't move, lost her freedom, and was particularly unreliable.

"What do you think!" Han Zhuoli suddenly bit her lip, annoyed by her inattention, and closed her eyes again, "close your eyes."

Lu Man: "..."