The Long-awaited Mr Han

Today the result finally came out, and she relaxed all at once.

"Arrived?" Lu Man was ignorant.

Xiao Chenxin said that if Han Shao was allowed to see Lu Man tired like this, he was afraid that it would be a distressed direct wave of his big hand to remove the birthday surprise link and let Lu Man rest first.

But now that Han Zhuoli is not here, Xiao Chen said to Lu Man: "Here it is."

He first got off the car and opened the door to Lu Man.

Lu Man hadn't seen it when he fell asleep, but now he found that he was in front of a castle.

The tall gate made her look up at her neck and found her neck sore.

"This……"

Xiao Chen smiled and said, "Go in, Han Shao is waiting."

Lu Man entered through the open door, and inside was a large garden, as big as a square.

His feet were soft, but he didn't know when he had stepped on the red carpet.

Lu Man walked along the red carpet and finally walked to the front door of the main hall.

Standing in front of the door, wearing a tuxedo and standing like a housekeeper, was showing a courteous and warm smile towards the road, just like the British aristocratic butler seen in the movie, making Lu Man change the time and space. feel.

The butler dressed in a black tuxedo bowed and gestured to Lu Man, "Ms. Lu Man, please come in."

Lu Man smiled at the housekeeper with a stunned face, and when he entered, he saw a spiral staircase on both sides of the center.

Han Zhuoli was standing in the middle of the stairs on both sides, wearing a regulated suit.

Not as exaggerated as a gown, it is the suit he usually wears, but it can be as unpretentious as Song Yuli.

Lu Man froze in place, and did not know to go forward.

Upon seeing this, Han Zhuo reluctantly stepped forward and took her hand, "Happy birthday, my princess."

"You ..." Lu Man's voice seemed to be stuck in his throat.

Han Zhuoli stood in front of her, and they were close to each other. Although they did not hold her, they could see the past, and others had covered Lu Man in their arms.

The shadow cast on Lu Man's body, and completely enveloped her in her own range, like opening invisible wings and wrapping her firmly.

"People say that daughters should be loved like princesses, but you were born in Lu's house, and they should have been like princesses, and some bastards didn't know how to cherish." . "

Lu Man looked at Han Zhuoli without blinking his eyes. He was afraid of blinking, so he looked at him less.

This man ... how can this man be so good.

The eyes were covered with tears, and there was a mist.

Looking at the clear man in front of him through the thick water vapor.

Han Zhuoli couldn't see her crying, and the tears she moved were not good. "What are you crying for?"

Lu Man shook his head, "If you go on like this, I'm afraid I will be spoiled by you."

She murmured and suddenly smiled with tears in her eyes, "But now I have a tendency to be spoiled by you, and I'm not afraid of anything."

In fact, she also knows herself and dares to talk to others directly. No one is afraid. Isn't Han Zhuoli relying on her support?

"Then continue to spoil." Han Zhuoli gently wiped her tears from her eyelashes. "I will spoil you as a princess, and then spoil you as a queen."

Han Zhuoli thought about what he said, and felt a little weird. He smiled first, "In short, don't be afraid to spoil you. Whoever makes you unhappy, you continue to fight, there is me."

The tears in Lu Man's eyes finally couldn't help but all fell out.