The Long-awaited Mr Han

"When was your mouth so sweet?" Lu Man looked at him sideways.

Han Zhuoli looked innocent, "What's sweet? I'm telling the truth."

Lu Man: "..."

The mouth is so sweet!

Lu Man was said by him, and the corner of his mouth could not help but turned up.

After going to the store, Lu Man was still afraid of the heat, and in the end the two compromised.

Although he chose denim trousers, Lu Man chose a holed version.

Anyway, can you get some wind from the hole?

Lu Man went to the fitting room to change it out, and Han Zhuoli suddenly didn't even want her to be worn.

How can this girl always wear a temptation to wear clothes?

A pair of ordinary ripped jeans, but her legs are thin, and the jeans are attached to her legs. They are straight, long and tight, and there is no feeling of looseness.

She was fair-skinned, wrapped in jeans, and suddenly exposed her skin from the hole in her knees and thighs.

Covering up in this way is more irritating.

Anyway, Han Zhuoli now wants to tear open the jeans.

Anyway, he couldn't make way for another one that was completely undisclosed.

After all, he did not dare to go too far.

Lu Man was not angry, and he was willing to cooperate with the change of trousers.

Send Lu Man back to school again, the time is quite rich.

Han Zhuoli still looked at the snow skin exposed in the hole in her jeans a little, and she put her hand on it, rubbing her thumb gently on it for a while, making Lu Man's skin hot and her legs trembling.

"I'm gone." Today, Han Zhuoli didn't have to go to the company. "You don't have to pick me up. After the report, there is a class meeting. I heard that the results will be posted today. I don't know how long it will take. "

"I'm waiting for you." Han Zhuoli didn't discuss this matter.

"It's too hot." Lu Man loved him.

"I was looking for a cafe nearby, and you ended up calling me." Han Zhuoli said.

He insisted that Lu Man had to agree.

But before getting off the bus, he kept looking at him inexplicably.

Han Zhuoli was amused by her eyes and pulled her over.

Lu Man was caught off guard, his face hit his chest directly, and the tip of his nose was red.

Lu Man hadn't had time to raise his hand and knead it. Han Zhuoli had gently rubbed her nose.

"I haven't been hit by pain, why is your nose red?"

Lu Man: "..."

"In fact, it doesn't hurt." Lu Man said embarrassedly, "Just looking red."

Han Zhuoli rubbed her two more times. Sure enough, he obviously moved very lightly, but her nose was rubbed red by him.

Lu Man looked up, a pair of big eyes clear Lingling, watery, with red nose, more and more like a rabbit.

At this moment, there was no more shadow of the little fox.

Han Zhuoli looked really like going to the heart.

This little girl was so soft when she was clever, so soft that he wanted him to rub her hard, melt her into her own flesh, and never separate.

I thought when she first met her, she was still stabbed and full of alertness.

Everyone is separated by a layer.

Cunning like a fox, but fragile and distressing.

It looks like a cub without a parent's protection, alone, looking cunning but very insecure.

Later, Lu Man finally got him close.

When he was outward, Lu Man was still a powerful little fox that hated his teeth, but as long as he faced him, he would not be soft.