The Long-awaited Mr Han

Chapter 562: Taking You Home

He slid the seat backwards, fishing over the road, and the actions on both sides were almost completed together in one go.

When Lu Man responded, he was already in Han Zhuoli's arms.

The front eye is his solid chest, and his back is against the steering wheel.

They parked outside the old house and hadn't driven in yet, but looking at the door of the old house and being so intimate with Han Zhuoli, the road was still embarrassed.

"You have too many phone calls, and you can't stay with you for a while." Han Zhuoli reluctantly, "How can I be more busy than me."

Lu Man blamefully pecked the corners of his lips, "Should not have."

Han Zhuoli was still uneasy, took her cell phone to mute it, and threw it to the seat beside.

Then, carefully looked at Lu Man.

The little girl is not so good. When filming "Red Tiger" before, the conditions were so difficult. She not only persisted, but treated herself like a rough man, not weak at all. Even though it's so busy and so hard, you can still make time to keep up with your studies.

The exams are better than those students who are in school every day.

Lu Man was so strangely uncomfortable that he blocked his eyes with his hand, "What are you looking at?"

"Look at me so long." Even if he blocked his eyes and could not see his deep affection, he could still hear the deep affection from his deep voice.

Even though his eyes were no longer visible, Lu Man was surrounded by his affection.

The palm covering his eyes became hot and trembled slightly.

Han Zhuoli did not take her hand away, and even if she could not see at this time, she could accurately find her lips and kiss her.

The palms clasped to her back, finely twisted on her lips.

Lu Man snorted as he kissed, and the hand covering his eyes loosened unconsciously, and fell loosely on his shoulder.

Han Zhuoli pressed her hand on her back and couldn't help pushing her into her arms.

Lu Man felt that his waist was about to break. He twisted his waist and squeezed him again. He snorted, "My waist."

Han Zhuo Li took a look and laughed softly, "Sorry, I didn't notice."

Lu twisted his waist politely, "I'll make you press my waist so hard."

The space in the car is limited and it is not convenient to move in a comfortable sitting position.

Han Zhuoli had no choice but to relax the strength of his hand and kiss the tip of her nose.

Looking down at Xiao Xue's white skin, her cheeks were dyed red, and her skin became whiter and more transparent, which made Han Zhuoli think of the kind of crystal glutinous rice balls.

The thin lips were stamped on her hot cheeks, "Otherwise, shall we go home first?"

"Ah?" Lu Man blinked, but didn't respond for a moment.

Isn't this just at the door?

Han Zhuoli was tickled by her like this. This girl was strange to outsiders, making her opponents tickle with hatred, but when he was here, he became a silly girl.

But she didn't pretend at all, but she was really stupid whenever she touched him.

This is all because the little girl is completely unguarded against him, does not need to use her mind, and is willing to be a silly little girl, relying on him wholeheartedly.

Han Zhuoli bit her ear lightly. "Stupid, I mean, take you home."

Now Lu Man was finally able to understand, blushing and laughing.

Turning his head, he pecked lightly on his chin. The man's chin looked at Guangjie, but he felt stinging with shallow scum.

(End of this chapter)