The Long-awaited Mr Han

"After a while, I'll be busy with this, and soon, you eat first." Han Zhuoli said, suddenly feeling interesting.

The familiar attitude of the two seems to have known each other for a long time, like an old wife and an old wife.

When working, his mouth couldn't help turning up.

After hearing this, Lu Man closed the lid of the lunch box again, and after a while, Han Zhuo was not busy.

Lu Man hesitated for a moment, and finally got up and walked to his desk. "You usually do this, don't eat when you are busy?"

Lu Man remembered that Zheng Tianming also said yesterday that Han Zhuoli was often too busy to stop eating.

Han Zhuo looked up and smiled warmly, "Fortunately, you eat first, and I will be ready soon."

"You said the same thing just now." Lu Man closed the documents on his desk directly, "work is to be done, and food is also to be eaten. The time you eat will not delay your work."

If anyone else, Han Zhuoli set the table with him long ago.

But instead of doing this with Lu Man, Han Zhuoli only felt that his heart was not sweet, and he was really good-tempered to let Lu Man close his documents without anger.

What's wrong?

Lu Man is like this, doesn't he distress him?

"Well, I listen to you." Han Zhuoli stood up with a smile, bypassing the desk, Lu Man has returned to sit on the sofa.

She looked down and was busy opening the lid of the lunch box. She dared not look at him, but her ears were red.

As soon as Han Zhuoli sat down, he followed Lu Man closely, shoulder to shoulder, and leg to leg.

Lu Man stiffened, and the side next to him was as hot as a fire.

She was about to move aside, and Han Zhuoli posted it again, "I still can't help feeling distressed for me, do I?"

Such a beautiful face, beautiful scenery, suddenly enlarged in front of his own eyes, and did not expose any shortcomings of facial features.

Even looking closer, it's still fascinating.

The black eyes are deep and charming, the nose bridge is upright, and the lips are slightly hooked, with a bit of evil spirit.

A big man, whose skin is so thin, he can't even see a little pore.

Only the lip and chin, although the shavings have been scraped off, can still see the blue marks inside the skin.

The face that made him look good, more masculine, very Man, hormone burst.

Lu Man's gaze uncontrollably slipped from the blue mark on his chin to the raised throat knot. He had never thought that a man's long throat knot was a good-looking thing. To be precise, he never paid attention.

Even when he was in love with He Zhengbai, he didn't think it was special.

But at this time, Han Zhuoli, who actually feels sexual, doesn't want it.

Suddenly, Han Zhuoli laughed from the top of his head. The laughter was hidden in his throat, with a throat tremor, full of magnetism, spread across her forehead, sprinkled into her ears, and the red at the tip of Lu Man's ear spread cheek.

She never knew that such a man who could not be refused, what was her fancy.

"Long." Han Zhuoli suddenly exclaimed.

In this kind of intimate address, Han Zhuoli once visited Xia Qingwei for the first time in the hospital.

But at the time she didn't feel much, probably because she didn't think about emotions at that time, only that Han Zhuoli was cooperating with the friend relationship she said.

But now listening to Han Zhuoli's call, the low-magnetism voice knocked these two words directly on her heart, blowing on her face.

Lu Man's body was hot, his scalp was numb, and his ears were tingling.