The Long-awaited Mr Han

Han Leilei also lamented, "Look, this is how important it is to be a top talent in the industry! Look at Lu Man! In order to be able to do nothing at home in the future, we have money to send imported bags, we must also work hard Comrades! "

Infected by Han Leilei, Pan Xue's Erhuo held his fist and shouted, "Okay!"

Because it is too boring, Lu Man hopes to start school soon.

Han Zhuoli changed his shoes and came in. He had to go back to the bedroom and put on comfortable clothes at home, and Lu Man followed him.

Entering the bedroom, Han Zhuoli took off his suit and loosened his tie.

The long fingers pinched the tie of the tie and pulled it away, loosening the tie.

By the way, even the buttons of the shirt were unbuttoned, revealing a short collarbone under the collar.

It seems that Lu Man suddenly discovered that men don't just have a throat knot, but even chain bones can appear so sexual.

Seeing how his long fingers clearly unbuttoned one by one, Lu Man couldn't help swallowing.

Even if you don't look at your face, you can't move your eyes with just those hands.

Han Zhuoli really met all the needs of face control, hand control and voice control at the same time.

Unconsciously, Han Zhuoli suddenly stopped, the shirt buttons were all unbuttoned, the front was slightly opened, and the chest and abdomen were strong and beautiful lines.

Only a gap, Lu Man can still see the lines of his abdominal muscles, very clear.

When the tie was originally worn and the buttons of the shirt were very neatly tied, the whole person looked very serious and the look of a handsome boy was unforgettable.

But now, the shirt is messy, one side of the clothing corner is loose in the belt, but the other side of the clothing corner has been pulled out by him, and the whole person is casually lazy.

This is too foul and too tempting.

Lu Man didn't even know it, and he saw Han Zhuoli's eyes straightened.

To put it bluntly, it's a nympho to my husband directly.

Of course, even if Lu Man realized it, it didn't matter.

I said I was my husband. What if I look at it more?

Don't talk about looking at it more. It's like that at night. I've touched it everywhere.

Han Zhuoli didn't move for a long time, so she looked at her with all her leisure.

Being infatuated by his wife, Han Zhuoli was actually proud of his inexplicable pride.

Without reminding her, she just looked at it with a smile.

Lu Man had been staring at Han Zhuoli's hand, and found that he didn't move for a long time before he recovered. He looked up and slammed into Han Zhuoli's proud eyes.

Lu Man: "..."

"It's so pretty, are you looking straight?" Han Zhuoli smiled lightly and asked with raised eyebrows.

Lu Man choked, her eyes drifted left and right, and finally she stared at Han Zhuoli directly. "Anyway, it is my own husband. It is also fair to look at it more. This is my own welfare."

Han Zhuo Li smiled and stepped forward, stopping in front of her.

He was so tall, it seemed to cover her all at once.

Lu Man breathed nervously and took a step back, but he was held down by his waist and instead pushed her into her arms.

He grabbed the soft hand and pulled his shirt against his chest. "Anyway, it's all your men. You can do anything. Not only can you see, you can touch."

Lu Man's palms were not hot enough, but they all spoke out loudly. At this time, they were embarrassed to retreat, but their blushing was not ridiculous.

At this time, Han Zhuoli suddenly lowered her head to her ear and "can still ride."