The Long-awaited Mr Han

How can Han Zhuoli be unhappy because of such differential treatment?

Only he has this kind of treatment, clearly distinguishing him from outsiders.

Quite proud!

Han Zhuoli looked at Lu Man's appearance of water and spirit, and his compassion filled his heart.

He bowed his head and kissed gently on the tip of her nose.

Lu Man only felt the nose was moist, with a hint of mint.

He was surrounded by his arms and couldn't tell the truth.

Han Zhuoli gave a soft kiss from the tip of her nose to her eyes and cheeks.

I do n’t know if it ’s because I want to be low-key and do n’t want to be noticed. Lu Man always comes to class and never puts on makeup.

But she is so beautiful, and she looks amazing, which makes you amazing at first glance.

Because there was no makeup on his face, Han Zhuoli felt refreshed with every kiss.

Only the faint fragrance she exudes is sweet and pleasant.

From her cheek to the soft lips, Lu Man's face was hot with his kiss and breath.

"You just looked at me all the time, what do you want to say?" Han Zhuo said in a low voice.

There was a chuckle in the voice, and lips seemed to rub against the tip of her nose as if speaking.

Lu Man's face was hot and his ears were hot. His voice was warm.

"Huh?" Han Zhuo urged sharply.

Obviously, she just urged her to answer, but she was so sultry.

She rubbed her earlobe into the ear with a magnetic "um" sound and made her crisp.

Lu Man's ears shook, and he looked more like a rabbit shaking his ears.

Su Man's voice was so powerful that Lu Man grabbed Han Zhuoli's clothes with both hands.

Because he didn't go to the company, Han Zhuoli also wore casual shirts, palms resting on his chest, and with a thin shirt, he could clearly feel the heat of his skin.

Unable to hear her answer, Han Zhuo firmly embraced her earlobe, "Hurry up, or you should be late."

Lu Man was shuddered by him, his face arched into his arms.

Han Zhuoli was amused by her action, when he was a puppy?

Lu Man's ears were red, and he was hiding in Han Zhuoli's arms like a broken can, saying: "You go to the cafe by yourself, but don't let anyone talk about it."

This long face is too uncomfortable.

"Don't you worry about me yet?" Han Zhuo raised his eyebrows sharply.

"I don't worry about you, I just don't worry about others. Even if you don't take care of them, I'm not happy to see you coveted," Lu Man whispered.

From beginning to end, she didn't look up, and her face was always buried in Han Zhuoli's arms.

Han Zhuoli could only see her red ears.

This is the first time Lu Man has shown his jealousy so willingly in front of him.

Lu Man didn't wait for Han Zhuoli's answer, first heard his laughter.

The hearty laughter sounded so cheerful, and just listening to the sound knew how happy he was.

Han Zhuoli was indeed very happy. She looked at the little girl who was jealous of herself. She had thought of it before she could do anything about it.

"I'm cold-faced, and I don't care about any one." Han Zhuoli laughed, "Directly let them not dare to approach me."

Seeing Lu Man hiding in his arms, he refused to show himself.

Han Zhuoli can only take her out and look at her flushed face, but she doesn't like it.

He kissed her and kissed her again, and then she was willing to let her off.

***

After Lu Man got off the bus, he crossed the road to school.

As it happens, Zhang Xiaoying also parked the car at the school gate.

At a young age, she drove a BMW and stopped at the school gate.