The Long-awaited Mr Han

Lu Man: "..."

This man just wants to show love on the street!

Han Zhuoli is now being suffocated.

As if the Tigers had started, I wished to run him around the field for dozens of laps.

This is probably Han Zhuoli's state.

Lu Man looks at the man's appearance now, like an excited child, inexplicably cute, where is the calm and cold look of the president on weekdays?

He endured so long for her, and Lu Man was willing to refuse him.

So, so agreed.

As a result, Lu Man was not awake and was sleeping soundly the next morning.

Han Zhuoli woke up first.

Lu Man felt itchy ears and itchy nose, and after a while, his lips itch.

She frowned in her sleep and waved her hand gently.

It didn't take long for me to get rid of my cheeks.

"Long, long." A low voice sounded in her ear, like a subwoofer, softly ringing in her ear.

Lu Man was still dreaming and buried his face directly in the pillow.

Han Zhuo laughed. It turned out that the little girl was so cute when she couldn't wake up in the morning.

He never found it before.

He carefully turned Lu Man's face from the pillow.

Han Zhuoli was a bit contradictory, and was afraid to wake her up. Her movements were particularly light, but her ultimate goal was to wake her up.

But even if Han Zhuoli's movements were so light, Lu Man woke up with such a tossing method.

She opened her eyes a little stunned and saw Han Zhuolizheng looking at her with vigour, and there was no sleepiness on her face.

Lu Man rubbed his eyes and rubbed his spirits a little, still sleepy, and his voice was lazy. "Why did you get up so early?"

"Go to the morning run first." Han Zhuoli said energetically.

"..." Lu Man glanced at the time, less than six o'clock, "When did you get used to running in the morning?"

This man has always exercised at home in the fitness room at night. When he usually works, he walks too early in the morning and has no time.

It was hard to rest on the weekend, they were holding her in bed.

"Start today." Han Zhuo said seriously.

Lu Man: "..."

I always feel that he is not going for a morning run.

However, Lu Man was still pulled from the bed by Han Zhuoli.

When Lu Man saw that Han Zhuoli had changed his sportswear, Lu Man also found out that he changed into running clothes.

When he went out, Han Zhuoli took her to the car.

"..." Lu Man asked doubtfully, "Aren't you going to run?"

"It's not convenient to run here." Han Zhuoli said.

Lu Man: "..."

Where is it inconvenient?

But intuition told her not to ask.

Who knows, even if Lu Man didn't ask, Han Zhuoli responded actively, "There are too few people running here."

Lu Man: "..."

Is there a place specifically for running?

It's not a race.

However, Lu Man was taken to a nearby park by Han Zhuoli.

In the park, there are those who practice Tai Chi, those who do sports exercises, and those who skip rope to lose weight.

There is also a large lawn in the park, and there are those who sit on the bench beside the lawn to feed the pigeons.

The roads around the square are all people jogging around the park.

Han Zhuo nodded with satisfaction, "There are many people here."

Lu Man: "..."

Who knows, Han Zhuoli took her over, but she didn't run, so she walked around the park with a road.

"Not running?" Lu Man asked.

"Don't run, stay motivated and go shopping in a while." Old God Han Zhuoli was walking for a while, and said, "Walk here slowly so that everyone can take pictures."