The Long-awaited Mr Han

Chapter 365 Don't You Want Me?

On the contrary, Lu Man was very embarrassed. Seeing Han Zhuo Li's expression, she couldn't help but secretly pinched Han Zhuo Li's waist to let him converge a bit, don't go too far.

Han Zhuoli didn't hide either, but Shengsheng let her choke for a moment. Unexpectedly, under the embarrassment of the road, her hand strength was quite big, and Han Zhuoli's mouth couldn't help pulling.

Secretly glanced at Lu Man, thinking that when the two were alone, she would suffer!

Xia Qing didn't look at the small movements of both of them, and rushed with a smile, "Go, go. If you send me back, you don't need to worry about me."

Fearing that Lu Man didn't agree, Han Zhuoli quickly grabbed Lu Man's hand and said to Xia Qingwei, "Then we leave first."

"Let's go," Xia Qing sent them away with a smile.

Han Zhuoli pulled Lu Man out of the door. Lu Man still thought of him when he went down the stairs. "You haven't had time to rest when you come back, and the jet lag hasn't fallen. How good to go back early to rest."

To meet, you can see tomorrow.

She just distressed Han Zhuo Li was too tired, although she missed him too.

"You go back first--"

Before Lu Man's words were finished, he was held up by Han Zhuoli, and his powerful palms clasped Lu Man's head. Han Zhuoli's hot lip was accurately found in the dark corridor, and Lu Man's lips were hot and hot. Go up.

Lu Man still remembers what he said just now, and he couldn't find him for a long time.

"Let me go back, you don't want me?" Han Zhuoli hugged Lu Man's waist, which meant a bit of grievance.

Thanks to him thinking of her so much, he hurried back quickly, and came to see her as soon as he got off the plane.

"..." Lu Man clutched his shoulders tightly with both hands. "I think, but I also feel bad that you haven't rested."

In the darkness, I heard Han Zhuo Li chuckled, "I slept on the plane."

Because the journey was too long, Han Zhuoli's private jet passed by, so he had a good rest.

As she said, Han Zhuoli put her down.

Lu Man stepped on the steps with her knees softened and fell down. Han Zhuoli quickly hurled her back again.

He whispered softly, "How soft?"

Lu Man glanced at him secretly in the darkness.

Han Zhuo pinched her waist, "Don't think I didn't see you glaring at me."

Without waiting for Lu Man to say anything, Han Zhuoli hugged her like a child and let Lu Man sit on his arm.

This pose made Lu embarrassed to death, especially worried that he would plant it backwards, and his hands could only hug Han Zhuoli's neck firmly.

As a result, Han Zhuoli's half face was almost embedded in her neck.

Fortunately, the corridor is so dark now, even though Lu Man is hot and blushing, at least Han Zhuo Li didn't see it, which made her feel at ease.

But soon, Lu Man found himself too early.

Han Zhuoli hugged her down the stairs, walked a few steps, turned her head suddenly, and the whole face was buried in her neck.

The hallway was quiet, and they could only hear the breathing of the two and Han Zhuoli's footsteps.

Lu Man now seemed to hear Han Zhuoli's face inhaling inhalation in her neck.

She blushed quickly, holding her breath subconsciously.

Han Zhuo's bustling chest was hot, and a fire was burning in his chest, which gradually filled the whole body, and the whole person was stupid.

She grabbed Han Zhuoli's shoulders tightly with both hands, shivered so hard, and didn't dare to breathe.

There are three more chapters.

(End of this chapter)