The Long-awaited Mr Han

Chapter 463

Han Zhuo Li heard that his face was lifted from his notebook, and he quietly gave thumbs up to He Yan behind Lu Man.

Good job!

"Oh, take a good rest!" I was afraid that Lu Man would stop her, and He Xuan fled away.

Lu Man: "..."

Closed helplessly, I turned around and saw Han Zhuoli's face surprised, "Do you live here tonight?"

"Um." Lu Man nodded. "I'm afraid you're not obedient and won't take a good rest."

Her voice was getting lower and lower, and her blushing was terrible.

Asking to stay here on my own initiative seemed to be particularly active.

Han Zhuoli moved happily to the side, vacating the space next to him, "Come here and sit!"

Lu Man: "..."

"I work, how good it is to watch and study." Han Zhuo Li urged, "Hurry up, or I will get you out of bed and hold you up?"

He is sick now, how can Lu Man get him out of bed?

Forget it, anyway, sleeping at night will worry about him, just guard him here.

Lu Man took his pajamas to the bathroom, took a shower by the way, and put on the skincare products.

After packing, she changed out of her pajamas and saw that Han Zhuoli was seriously typing on the keyboard of the notebook. When she walked to the bed, her nervous heart was about to jump out.

Han Zhuo Li smelled the light fragrance coming from the nose and looked up to see Lu Man standing in front of his eyes.

She was wearing pajamas, she was conservative in style, and she was very tightly wrapped, but Han Zhuoli still felt that she was too attractive.

A small section of the collarbone and the neck exposed on the collar are covered with a touch of powder, which seems to be tender and can be broken.

I don't know if it's because of the relationship just after taking a shower, or because of shyness, and Lu Man's blushing is so bad.

At this time, she looked younger than 22 years old and looked cramped like an eighteen-year-old girl.

"Come here." Han Zhuoli patted himself beside him, but his voice was hoarse.

Lu took a deep breath before setting off the quilt.

Originally, it was the place where Han Zhuoli was sitting. As soon as he entered, he had Han Zhuoli's temperature inside.

When I stretched my legs, I accidentally hit Han Zhuoli's legs, as if they were burned, and quickly moved away.

Han Zhuoli was amused by her response. She was so daring when she first met, but now she is timid like a cat.

Han Zhuo was afraid of infecting her, didn't dare kiss her lips directly, kissed her on the cheek, and sighed contentedly: "I always imagined that I am now with you on a bed. I can see you with my head, I can touch you with a little movement, arms by arms, legs by legs. "

Lu Man's cheeks were red, and he smiled sweetly at Han Zhuo.

Indeed, it feels good.

So close to him.

He was working by the side, and she was holding a mobile phone to watch a drama and doing her own thing next to each other, how could she not be lonely.

Han Zhuoli's room was large. When I was alone, I felt a little cold.

But now the two were next to each other, and the room suddenly became very warm and warm.

The cold wind in the winter night is blowing outside the window. Even if the window is thick, you can still hear the faint whistling sound.

Lu Man looked at it and suddenly exclaimed, "It's snowing!"

Han Zhuoli turned his head and saw the dark window, white snowflakes floating like catkins, and the white of the snowflakes became more apparent in the dark.

Han Zhuo laughed and said gently: "Fortunately you didn't leave tonight."

Otherwise Xuetian was on the road, he would not rest assured.

Next, Han Zhuoli continued to work, and Lu Man continued to study acting.

As soon as Han Zhuo Li had finished processing, Lu Man urged him to rest, and he was not allowed to continue working.

"I can't sleep alone." Han Zhuo Li closed his notebook and set aside. "You stay with me."

Lu Man took off his headphones, put the phone on the bed, and lay down.

But his hands were still unconsciously grasping the quilt, so nervous.

Han Zhuoli faced her sideways, reached out and took her into her arms, bowed her head and kissed her, "Sleep."

Lu Man closed his eyes, because of his fever, his body temperature was higher than usual, and she was warm and warm. After a while, Lu Man fell asleep.

But at night, Lu Man still woke up from time to time, paying attention to Han Zhuoli's condition, and determined that he slept well before he was stable.

While he was asleep, he took the ear thermometer next to his pillow and secretly took his temperature.

Waking up and sleeping like this, until 6 o'clock in the morning, Lu Man woke up again.

Has become accustomed to naturally pick up the ear thermometer next to the pillow to Han Zhuo Li's body temperature, the result has been 36.8 degrees, the body temperature has dropped, it is normal.

"I didn't sleep well all night." Han Zhuoli suddenly took her into her arms.

Lu Man was startled. "Why did you wake up?"

Thinking of his words, Lu Man asked, "I woke you up at night?"

"No," Han Zhuo Li said, "It just feels a little bit asleep."

He held Lu Man's ear thermometer and pulled it over to look at it. "It's gone."

"Um." Lu Man was also relieved to see that he was in good health and happier than anything.

Who knew that just when she laughed, Han Zhuoli suddenly turned over and held her in her arms.

"You promised me, as long as I'm ill, you will stay with me for whatever I want." Han Zhuoli whispered.

It's late in the winter, and now it's only gray and grey outside, making people want to hide in the quilt.

"Can I?" Han Zhuo Li asked dumbly, at this point it was too bad.

But if Lu Man shook his head or said "No", he would stop immediately.

(End of this chapter)