The Long-awaited Mr Han

Han Zhuoli cuddled Lu Man in his arms and realized that she was shaking.

He patted her back distressedly, not abandoning her tears all over her face, her sloppy look, and bowed her head to kiss her tears carefully.

The salty tears also carried the fragrance on her skin.

Because of her tears, the throat is full of bitterness.

"Fool, we are all together now, there is no such thing as. You did not miss me, I did not miss you, both of us are good now. You are in my arms now, aren't you?" Han Zhuoli kissed. In her tears, she whispered to her and said, "And, even if you were really stubborn and refused to agree with me. I can't rely on you for your face?"

Lu Man sucked his nose, calmed down by the comfort in front of him.

Hearing a sentence behind him now, he felt a little ignorant.

Seeing her suddenly dumb and silly, her eyes were still tears, red like a rabbit.

Lips were also silly and became a little o-shaped, the original violent little fox, this time became dumb and cute.

Han Zhuo laughed loudly, trying to squeeze her into her heart and warm up.

The magnetic laughter jumped into Lu Man's ears and made her warm.

"You forgot my temper? I'm fancy, can you run? At the time in the hotel, you ran away without leaving anything, haven't you been found by me?" Han Zhuoli laughed lightly, "So, even you If you do n’t agree, I will have to rely on your agreement. "

It's already with Lu Man now. It's impossible for Lu Man to care so much about him and love him so much.

Han Zhuo reassured him, so he told the truth.

After all, he was under the banner of not forcing her, and he was a considerate and reasonable, mature and stable image of your son.

But I am not afraid now, so I can tell the truth.

Lu Man was choked by this last sentence, and he didn't say anything.

If it hadn't been together, she must have been far away from him and felt deceived by him.

But now there will be this feeling, even if he listens to such a big truth, he is not angry.

Because of his words, Lu Man held back the tears and looked at Han Zhuoli in a suit, although she was wet with crying.

Looking again at this magnificent castle, she whispered, "What about the princess. There is a castle, a prince, but a princess like me?"

She pulled on her down jacket. The weather in City B in December was already very cold.

She was bloated in a down jacket and didn't have time to come in.

Han Zhuoli wears a suit to suit the castle, like the young nobleman who owns the castle.

But she was like a tourist coming in while taking advantage of the castle's opening day.

Such she, he called her a princess, why is it not like it.

Han Zhuo laughed sharply, letting go of her, but holding her hand, "I've already prepared it."

At this time, the housekeeper who just greeted her at the door led a line of waitresses to them.

"Go with them." Han Zhuo said with a smile.

Lu Man followed upstairs and entered a bedroom.

When was the castle built, she had never heard of such a place.

When I walked into the bedroom at the moment, I was in it, and it made people forget that she was in city B.

The large bedroom is full of 18th-century European style, and it feels like passing through time and space when you come in.