The Long-awaited Mr Han

She hurriedly rushed into Han Zhuoli's arms, her arms tightly wrapped around Han Zhuoli's neck, "I miss you so much!"

Han Zhuo laughed silently, unable to help himself, a pair of black eyes radiating a soft light.

is not that right?

He also missed the little girl very much, and every night he thought he could fly over in a second.

This week, he was really busy. He slept only three or four hours a day, and finally compressed six days of work into four days.

I just flew back from Los Angeles to City B in the afternoon. I could n’t care about tidying up. Even the jet lag did n’t fall. I came here non-stop, just to see Lu Man and stay here with her this weekend.

He also carried the cold frost outside, and Lu Man only wore thin pajamas.

After a while, Han Zhuoli's coldness penetrated Lu Man's pajamas.

Han Zhuo slapped her back, "Good boy, I'm cold, warm and warm and hug you again, otherwise I'll make you cold."

Lu Man shook his head, "Don't let go."

This girl, miss him so much?

Han Zhuo Li bowed her head happy and kissed her.

It turned out that Lu Man was taking off his coat.

"Is it too anxious?" Han Zhuoli said sideways, his face still leaping with uncontrollable leaping.

This little girl is so active!

The road was too slow, Han Zhuoli took off his coat quickly, and only the shirt remained.

"..." Lu Man looked at him speechlessly, what is this man thinking about!

She lifted the quilt and patted the position next to it, "I'm letting you come in and warm, nothing else."

Han Zhuoli: "..."

He entered the quilt and unscrewed his belt secretly.

After a while, the trousers were quietly thrown out of the quilt.

Lu Man immediately felt wrong, and Han Zhuoli explained with a cheeky face, "I flew back from Los Angeles to City B today, and I didn't change my clothes. I flew here immediately. The shirts were just gone, and the jacket and trousers were too dirty. "

Lu Man: "..."

Han Zhuo laughed and put her in his arms. "Sleep, am I such a beast. The beast? You have been filming for a day, so tired, how can I toss you."

Besides, for the first time, he and Lu Man could not be in the hotel in this small city.

Too casual.

Somehow, Lu Man never actually thought about how Han Zhuoli would treat her here.

He never doubted his motives.

Trust snuggled into his arms and sniffed his nose. There was wind and frost on the outside of his body, but the mint fragrance was still there and did not dissipate.

Smelling his breath, she felt more at ease.

Han Zhuoli's heart was hard.

He said so, but with Lu Man in his arms, he couldn't really want to do anything.

The palm of her hand was on her soft back. Although she was wearing pajamas, she could still feel the beautiful curve of her back.

You can also feel the thin spine in the middle of her back, which also turns into a good-looking curve, extending all the way to the tail spine.

The beautiful curvature of the depression in the middle of the back waist made her waist more slender and gripless.

Lu Man felt that his palm was very restless on his lower back, his sleepiness disappeared, and the whole person was awake by him.

Suddenly, pressing the palm of her waist firmly pressed her into his arms, and pressed it tightly, leaving no gaps.

The belly is hot, and the heat source spread to her limbs.

Lu Man was uncomfortable, as if the iron was burnt to redness with a pestle, he couldn't help moving, trying to make some distance.