"Han Shao, would you like to take my car?" Zheng Tianming asked.

Han Zhuoli's car was driven away by Xiao Chen. Fortunately, Zheng Tianming himself also came.

Han Zhuoli nodded, then went over the white frost. Without looking at her, he got on Zheng Tianming's car.

After getting on the bus, Han Zhuoli pinched the corners of his eyes and felt a little drunk. He leaned back on the back of his chair and closed his eyes to rest.

Zheng Tianming takes Han Zhuoli to Luman's downstairs. Han Zhuoli gets out of the car and lets Zheng Tianming go back first. He climbs to Luman's door in the dark.

Just then he took out his mobile phone to call Lu man. Before Xia Qing went to bed, Lu man was in his bedroom. He wanted to ask if Han Zhuoli was busy now, so he received a call from Han Zhuoli.

He quickly picked up the phone and asked in a low voice, "are you finished?"

When Han Zhuoli heard Lu man's voice, he felt happy, and the nausea brought to him by Bai Shuang disappeared.

He stood in front of Luman's house, his voice a little hoarse: "I'm at your door."

"What are you talking about

When he spoke, he had already gone to the door.

Although I think I may have heard wrong, I can't help walking to the door.

Han Zhuoli's low and dumb laughter came from his mobile phone, and he repeated it low again, "I'm at your door, open the door, silly girl."

Lu man had already come to the door, but he was stunned.

It took a while to remember to open the door.

See Han Zhuoli is holding a mobile phone standing in front of, "how did you come?"

Lu man was pleasantly surprised, "after the party, why don't you go back to have a rest? It's so late. "

Lu man always loves his running.

"I didn't drive here. Zheng Tianming sent me here. Take me in tonight." Han Zhuoli's voice was low and hoarse. He quietly pulled Lu man's hand.

In this dark night, his voice is too low and soft, like coquetry with her.

Usually, this man has been introverted, cold and shameless, but he has never seen his coquetry.

And in the coquettish voice, Lu man seemed to hear the grievance.

"Come on in." It's too cold outside. Without hesitation, Lu man immediately pulls him in.

"What's the matter?" She still felt that Han Zhuoli's reaction was somewhat abnormal.

Han Zhuoli's heart moved for a moment. He tried his best to hide it. Unexpectedly, he could still be seen by Lu man.

This little girl, unconsciously already knew him so well.

He can even see through his heart.

Han Zhuoli is still very confident in himself. As long as he wants to hide, no one else can see anything from his face.

Otherwise, if he could be seen through so easily, he would not have to be the president. He would have been killed by the old foxes in the mall.

But no matter how quiet he is, Lu man can understand it.

Han Zhuo Li's hair is hot, and a warm current flows in his heart.

Eyes focused on looking at the road man, clenched her hand, wish she could be embedded in their own flesh and blood.

This little girl, how so good!

He'll never let her go!

Han Zhuoli suddenly strides to pull Lu man into the bedroom. He looks urgent and aggressive, as if he is eager to swallow her.

Lu man quickly hugs Han Zhuoli's arm, "what's the matter?"

Closing the door, Han Zhuoli's momentum was interrupted by Lu man's words and sighed helplessly.

To say that this girl does not understand amorous feelings, or is she too clever?