The Long-awaited Mr Han

His face was pale, even when he was asleep, his eyebrows were always wrinkled together, with a thick black and blue under his eyes.

When Lu Man saw it, he was distressed.

"Are you busy today?" Lu Man asked quietly.

"The main reason is not on a business trip. Some of the accumulated work requires the president to personally work for the purpose." Zheng Tianming explained, "The president's meaning is to quickly solve all these tasks while I can't see you now. I just get well and can Free time to accompany you. "

Lu Man looked uncomfortably, Han Zhuoli was really ...

Is she the little girl who has to pester her boyfriend?

When he is ill, take a good rest!

She didn't need him to lose herself so much, just to accompany her!

"In fact, it doesn't matter if the president goes back to rest for a day or two." Zheng Tianming said.

"I know." Lu Man also has to consider the issue of proportionality.

If it is really an important job, she does not dare to force Han Zhuoli to take a rest.

Delaying his business is not distressing him, it is putting him behind.

Zheng Tianming said very arrogantly: "Then I will leave it to you, I will go back to work, goodbye!"

Zheng Tianming hurriedly quit the office. "Oh, don't say that I told you, you just said that it's less of the wind."

Anyway, Han Zhuofeng really told Lu Man.

After talking, Zheng Tianming quickly slipped away.

Lu Man gently closed the door of the office and walked to Han Zhuoli, a little worried.

Wake up Han Zhuoli now. Seeing that he slept so well, she couldn't bear it.

But in the midst, Han Zhuoli seemed to feel her arrival.

She was just approaching, and Han Zhuoli woke up.

Slowly opened his eyes, still confused.

Xu is sick, and Han Zhuoli responded much slower than usual.

The original fierce eyes were at a loss, and they looked particularly innocent.

When he opened his eyes, he suddenly saw Lu Man in front of him, and Han Zhuo grumbled, "This dream is good."

He mumbled, stretched out his long arm and took the road over, circling her slender waist, even the fragrance on her body was so real.

The belly of Ruman's face rubbed against Lu Man, and his eyes closed again.

Lu Man couldn't help crying, but reached out and touched his forehead.

Why is his forehead so hot!

I'm sick like this, I have to work!

Lu Man was angry, patting Han Zhuoli's shoulders with a calm face, "wake up."

Han Zhuoli was sleepy again, and Lu Man had no choice but to increase his strength to shake him, "Zhao Li, wake up!"

Han Zhuoli finally opened his eyes again, and showed a silly smile to her, "Long."

"It's me, you wake up." Lu Man saw that Han Zhuoli had a dreamy expression on his face and had to pinch his face.

Han Zhuoli felt the pain and rubbed her face. "This dream is getting more and more real."

"It's not a dream!" If she knew this man and was confused, she would really think he was deliberately teasing her.

Han Zhuoli was finally awake at this moment, and looked up in amazement, seeing Lu Man was in front of him, angry with a cold face.

"Man ... man?" Han Zhuoli screamed silly and blinked non-stop.

"Wake up completely?" Lu Man asked coldly.

Faced with the momentum of Lu Man, Han Zhuoli became unable to behave well and nodded, "waking up."

"Then pack things up and come home with me." Lu Man said.

Before Han Zhuo objected strongly, he pulled his hand from his waist and turned to the hanger to take off his coat.

"Put on." Lu Man gave Han Zhuoli his coat.