404 I'm at your doorstep

"Han Shao, do you want to take my car?" Zheng Tianming asked.

Han Zhuoli's car was driven away by Xiao Chen, but fortunately, Zheng Tianming himself also drove the car.

Han Zhuoli nodded, crossed the white frost, and got into Zheng Tianming's car without looking at her.

After getting into the car, Han Zhuoli pinched the corners of his eyes, only to feel a little drunk, leaned back on the back of the chair, closed his eyes and rested.

Zheng Tianming sent Han Zhuoli downstairs to Lu Man's house, Han Zhuoli got out of the car, and asked Zheng Tianming to go back first, and climbed to the door of Lu Man's house in the dark.

Only then did he take out his mobile phone to call Lu Man, Xia Qingwei had already fallen asleep, Lu Man was in his bedroom at this time, and he was about to ask Han Zhuoli if he was busy now, when he received a call from Han Zhuoli.

Quickly picked up the phone and asked in a low voice, "Are you done?" ”

When Han Zhuoli heard Lu Man's voice, he felt happy, and the nausea caused by the white frost before also dissipated.

He was standing at the door of Lu Man's house, and his voice was a little hoarse: "I'm at your door." ”

Lu Man was stupid, "What did you say?" ”

As he spoke, the man had already gone to the door.

Even though I thought I might have misheard, I couldn't help but walk to the door.

Han Zhuoli's low chuckle came from the mobile phone, and he repeated it in a low voice, "I'm at your door, open the door, silly girl." ”

The people had already come to the door, but they were stunned.

It took a while before I remembered to open the door.

I saw Han Zhuoli standing in front of him with his mobile phone, "Why are you here?" ”

Lu Man was pleasantly surprised, "After the entertainment, why didn't you go back to rest quickly, why did you come over?" It's so late. ”

Lu Man always felt sorry for him running around.

"I didn't come by car, Zheng Tianming sent me here, take me in for one night tonight." Han Zhuoli's voice was hoarse, and he quietly took Lu Man's hand.

In this dark night, his voice was much softer, as if he was coquettish with her.

Usually this man has been introverted, cold, and shameless, but I haven't seen him coquettish.

And in this coquettish voice, Lu Man seemed to hear the grievances.

"Come in." It was too cold outside the door, but Lu Man didn't hesitate and immediately pulled him in.

"What the hell is going on?" She still felt that Han Zhuoli's reaction was a little abnormal.

Han Zhuoli's heart moved, he tried his best to hide it, but he didn't expect to be seen by Lu Man.

This little girl, unconsciously, already knows him so well.

You can even see directly into his heart.

Han Zhuoli is still very confident in himself, as long as he wants to hide, others don't want to see anything from his face.

Otherwise, if he could be seen through so easily, he, the president, would not have to do it, and he would have been played to death by the old foxes in the mall.

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

Han Zhuoli's heart was hot, and a warm current flowed in his heart.

looked at Lu Man intently, clenched her hand, and hated to embed her into his flesh and bones.

This little girl, why is it so good!

He won't let go of her for the rest of his life!

Han Zhuoli suddenly strode Lu Man into the bedroom, with an urgent and menacing look, as if he couldn't wait to dismantle her and swallow her.

Lu Man hurriedly hugged Han Zhuoli's arm, "What's wrong?" ”

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

To say that this girl doesn't understand the amorous feelings, or is she too smart?