The Long-awaited Mr Han

He slid the seat back and fished over the road. The movements on both sides were almost completed together, all in one go.

When Lu Man reacted, the person was already in Han Zhuoli's arms.

In front of him is his solid chest, and his back is against the steering wheel.

Their car was parked outside the old mansion and they hadn't driven in yet, but looking at the door of the old mansion and being intimate with Han Zhuoli, Lu Man was still embarrassed.

"You have too many phone calls, and you can't want to stay with you for a while." Han Zhuoli said helplessly, "how can I be more busy than me."

Lu Man pecked at the corner of his lips with self-blame. "It shouldn't be there."

Han Zhuoli was still not at ease and took her mobile phone to mute it and threw it into the seat next to it.

Then, looked at Lu Man carefully.

The little girl was not good enough. When she filmed "Red Tiger" before, the conditions were so difficult. Not only did she persevere, she was like a rough man, not a little weak.Even if he is so busy and so hard, he still can spare time to keep up with his studies.

The test is better than the students who are in school every day.

Lu Man was strangely uncomfortable by him, blocking his eyes with his hand, "What do you see?"

"Look at me is so good." Even though his eyes are blocked, he can't see the affection in him, but he can still hear the deep affection from the deep voice.

Even though his eyes were no longer visible, Lu Man was still surrounded by his affection.

The palm covering his eyes was hot and shivered slightly.

Han Zhuoli didn't take her hand away, even if she couldn't see it at this time, she could accurately find her lips and kiss.

The palm of her hand clasped on her back and twisted finely on her lips.

Lu Man snorted at him, the hand covering his eyes unconsciously let go, and fell loose on his shoulder.

Han Zhuoli pressed her hand against her waist and couldn't help but squeeze her into her arms.

Lu Man felt that his waist was about to break. He twisted his waist and squeezed it again, so he snorted, "My waist."

Han Zhuo took a sharp look and laughed softly, "Sorry, I didn't notice."

Lu Man politely twisted his waist, "Let you press my waist so hard."

The space in the car is limited, and it is not convenient to move a comfortable sitting position.

Han Zhuoli had to relax her hand and kiss her nose.

Looking down at the little girl's white-skinned Frost Sai Xue, her cheeks were stained with red, and her white skin became more transparent. Han Zhuoli thought of the Q-shaped crystal glutinous rice dumpling.

Thin, hot lips printed on her red cheeks, "Otherwise, let's go home first?"

"Ah?" Lu Man blinked, not responding for a moment.

Isn't this the doorstep at home?

Han Zhuoli was tickled by her like this. The girl was strange and strange when she was outsiders, making her opponents hate their teeth, but when he came to him, he became a silly girl.

However, she is not pretending to be at all, as long as she touches him, she is really stupid.

It's all because the little girl is completely undefended against him and doesn't need to use her brains, willing to be a silly little girl and relying on him wholeheartedly.

Han Zhuoli bit her ear lightly. "Stupid, I mean, take you back to my house."

This time Lu Man finally understood, blushing and laughing.

Turning his head and pecking lightly on his chin, the man's chin looked smooth and clean, but when he kissed it, he felt a thorn, and there was a shallow stubble.