The Long-awaited Mr Han

"Yeah, Han Zhuoli is different from the rich second generation. Watching the news, watching them all day with this female star, tomorrow with that female star, the scandal never stops. But Han Zhuoli has never appeared in such news. In charge of an entertainment empire, those female entertainers ca n’t help but post it, how chaotic is it? But Han Zhuoli has never had such a thing, it is equivalent to being in a beauty group, but turning a blind eye to them. Principled men, do n’t be too rare. ”

"Don't compare Han Zhuoli with those rich second generations, there is no comparability. The eight major families are different from ordinary rich second generations."

"Yeah, I don't know who his wife is, how he met, how did he suddenly come out? I have never heard of his love before, this secrecy work is too good, suddenly announced an engagement, announced marriage. "

"The secret work is so well done, will the other half be a man?"

"Upstairs, please open your eyes and see if Han Zhuoli's hand is a woman's hand. Marry a man, does the Civil Affairs Bureau issue a marriage certificate? Is it troublesome to use your mind? "

"Ahhh! I envy his wife so much! There is such a diamond-level husband, just that face, it doesn't look too tired to watch 24 hours a day. Don't say he is so rich like Han Zhuoli, even if he is a poor man , The old lady is willing to raise! "

"Wake upstairs and stop dreaming."

Lu Man was lying in Han Zhuoli's arms, watching these comments with him.

She apparently has a mobile phone, but she likes to pull the same screen with Han Zhuoli.

Originally, Lu Man was sleepy and wanted to sleep. As a result, Han Zhuoli made it sober again.

Han Zhuoli looked at Lu Man while watching and laughing, and occasionally rolled in his arms.

He reached out and grabbed the road, not letting her move in his arms, "So happy?"

"Netizens are very interesting talking." Lu Manxiao's face was red.

A pair of eyes were covered with a faint mist, and below was the bright cheeks, like the dew on the peach blossom.

Han Zhuoli didn't like it. She lowered her head and pecked under her eyes, where it was warm and slightly hot, as if he really kissed the fragrance of peach blossoms.

"You see so many people like your husband, why are you suddenly not jealous?" Han Zhuoli asked.

It was no longer the person who had to ask him on a business trip to allow a woman to be close to him.

Lu Man said with a smile: "They don't really want to do anything to you, that is to say, it's fun. Besides, it's far away from you across the Internet. And you see them talking, it's interesting, although howl How reluctant, how reluctant, but I will add a blessing to us later. Only envy is not jealous, so cute, why should I be jealous. "

Lu Man lay in his arms and looked up at him, "Like Dai still, Wang Qianyun's kind of attempt to you, and you can see and feel it, I am jealous."

Han Zhuoli grabbed the meaning in her words and asked in surprise: "You are jealous of them?"

Lu Manxin said that this man is also quite insecure?

I want to see her jealous.

"Of course, they like you, have an attempt to you, want to separate us, I am not only jealous, I'm still angry." Lu Man poked his chest.