The Long-awaited Mr Han

And the strangest thing is that bells hang on all three chains.

Two bells were hung on each of the two exercisers, the long one, the road was not counted, it was a circle of bells anyway.

The short two are not suitable for wearing on her wrist, while the long one is definitely not a necklace, a bit too long.

"What is this?" Lu Man fingered the bell.

The bell is not big, only the fingernail cover of the little finger is so small, the chain and the bell are rose gold.

Look carefully, the production is very delicate, every detail is very delicate.

After fiddle, the bell immediately made a clear and sweet sound.

Lu Man looked closely at one bell and then another, and when his fingertips waved, he found that the clear bell seemed to have a higher pitch.

Lu Man surprised everyone to sway, and found that the tone of each bell was different.

"Is this what?" Lu Man became more and more curious. "The tone is different."

Lu Man picked up a short chain and put it on his wrist to make a gesture. "It's too long."

Lu Man looked at Han Zhuoli with a smile, joking with him, "You don't even know the thickness of my wrist?"

"How could it not be known." Han Zhuoli took her wrist with long fingers, and the slightly rough fingertips slipped on the inside of her delicate wrist, bringing pieces of trembling on her delicate skin, as if there was electricity Jump up.

Lu Man trembled, and his wrists were rubbed red by the rubbing of his fingers.

Obviously he had no strength at all.

Han Zhuoli took hold of her wrist and kissed her in a flushed place.

The soft lips stuck on, and Lu Man was directly paralyzed.

"Every time I want you, I have measured every one of you. And, I especially like to hold your wrist dry." Han Zhuoli said as she leaned her lips along the inside of her wrist and kissed it With.

Lu Man shivered and his scalp tingled.

What he said suddenly was so straightforward and even rude.

But what he said from his mouth, Lu Man didn't feel disgusted, but instead felt a little feeling.

Lu Man's embarrassed blush was terrible, because his rude words made him feel, this ... this is too shameful. Shame.

"Not only your wrist, but also the thickness of your ankle, I know it." Han Zhuoli kissed from the inside of her wrist to the shoulder, all the way up, and finally printed on her lips.

After a brief kiss, they immediately separated.

On the contrary, Lu Man didn't expect that Han Zhuoli was just one touch away, and wanted to kiss.

When Han Zhuoli left, she still pursed her lips.

When Lu Man reacted, Han Zhuoli looked at her with a smile.

Looks like it is like laughing at her.

Lu Man: "..."

I seem to be affectionate!

She covered her face in embarrassment with both hands, not looking at him.

Han Zhuoli kicked angrily, "Don't allow me to laugh!"

As a result, the foot just kicked over, and he didn't touch him, so he held it.

The white and soft feet seemed to be completely wrapped by his hands, and the enthusiasm of his palms continued to reach her feet, and then rushed to her legs, rushing to the top of her head.

Lu Man was frightened to take it back quickly, but was firmly held by Han Zhuoli, and he never let it go.

Lu Man is embarrassed, his feet are not his hands.

Although I just came out after taking a bath, my feet were clean, not dirty or smelly, and my toenails had been trimmed short and even, but I still felt uncomfortable.