The Long-awaited Mr Han

"Huh?" Lu Man was strange. "No, I bought it according to the size of the clothes you are wearing."

"Some clothes are too big and some are too small." Han Zhuoli said inside, "This one you bought for me is a little small."

Lu Man is not very sure. After all, she did not go with Han Zhuoli. She bought it according to the size of Han Zhuoli's clothes.

"You come in and have a look." Han Zhuoli said, "The clothes are small and powerful."

Lu Man even thought that Han Zhuoli might play tricks before, but felt that this time it might not be an excuse.

So the door was opened, but the result was not clear enough, and the person was dragged into the arms by Han Zhuoli, and the door "slammed" behind her.

Lu Man screamed in a low voice, and before the whole person could react, he felt the world turning.

When it calmed down, the man was already pressed on the bed, and his lips were immediately kissed by him.

Lu Man sighed in his heart, still fell in love with him!

This man is too cunning!

He kissed him breathlessly, his body was hot, and his hands unconsciously reached his shoulder.

Just after the soft palm was attached, he suddenly realized that he didn't wear a shirt!

What clothes are too small, he didn't wear them at all!

His shoulders couldn't be hot, Lu Man's palms pressed against it, and his hands were shaking so hard that his palms were sweating.

Han Zhuoli kissed her while holding her right hand, taking her palm from shoulder to chest, and then to his distinct abdomen, with a small abdominal muscle.

As he went down, Lu Man's hands were shaking, and he couldn't dare.

But after all, it was no more than the rogue and strength of this man, grabbed her hand, and pressed it up all at once, burning Lu Man's palm.

Lu Man's face was red.

Han Zhuoli even trembled, and Qing Jun's cheeks turned red.

He kissed her lips fiercely, more fiercely than ever.

Twisting her lips down carefully, her slender fingers lifted off her sweater and rubbed it up.

As his palm moved upwards, the sweater's hem also rolled up, revealing Lu Man's slender waist, which was as white as fat under his palm.

Lu Man is confused, completely led by Han Zhuoli, forgetting where he is and forgetting the time.

The only consciousness is Han Zhuoli's lips and hands, with Han Zhuoli's ups and downs.

Han Zhuoli was tight all over, so she wanted to be embedded in her.

"Long, did Xiao Han wake up?" Xia Qingwei's voice rang.

When Lu Man went to buy clothes for Han Zhuoli, Xia Qingwei went to the market to buy vegetables. At this time, he just entered the house carrying the vegetables.

Seeing that the time is more than 11 o'clock, Han Zhuoli is almost ready to get up. You can't stop eating all day.

Lu Manmeng looked back and found that his sweater had been lifted to the neck by Han Zhuoli, thinking that Xia Qingwei was just outside, suddenly calmed down in shock.

"Get up." Lu Man pushed him.

Han Zhuoli took a deep breath with tightness and looked at Lu Man as he was in front of his eyes. He could hardly control himself.

Finally, she moved away from her. Lu Man quickly sorted out the sweater and sat up. She couldn't blush, so she didn't dare to look at him.

"Hurry up and put on your clothes." Lu Man embarrassed.

Han Zhuoli picked up Lu Man and put on his newly purchased sweater, the size was right.

Lu Man: "..."

Han Zhuoli arranged the clothes and said without changing his face: "Ouch, it's quite appropriate."

Lu Man: "..."