121 Who Do You Want to Have a Relationship With?

Therefore, most employees commute to work by subway.

When Lu Man turned the corner, there was no one there.

Suddenly there was a "beep" horn, and Lu Man searched for the sound, and saw Han Zhuoli's car.

She looked around, but no one was paying attention, so she hurried over.

Finding that Han Zhuoli's car windows were very dark, from the outside, he could barely see someone inside, but couldn't see his face clearly, so he felt more at ease.

Lu Man quickly opened the door and got into the car, finally heaving a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, Han Zhuoli didn't drive, and put his left hand on his ear, staring at her.

"You don't drive?" Lu Man was so stressed by him that he felt uncomfortable and didn't dare to look at him directly, so he had to avoid his gaze, feeling that he was too cowardly.

"Is there so much to talk about with Wu Lize?" Han Zhuoli was annoyed.

Lu Man listened as if he was jealous.

She quickly threw away this dangerous thought, only daring to slander in her heart.

"We have to convince him not to send me off," Lu Man explained.

Han Zhuoli was not satisfied, "Is he chasing you?"

"No, it's just that there was a small misunderstanding before. He is very sorry to me, so let's make it up." Lu Man stopped short after explaining, and raised the corner of her eyes, "But this is my business, and it doesn't seem to have anything to do with Young Master Han. "

"It has nothing to do with me?" Han Zhuoli raised his thick eyebrows, unable to bear her little heartless appearance, and looked annoyed.

With a "click", he unbuckled his seat belt, leaned over and bullied Lu Man in front of him.

Lu Mann was taken aback, and quickly hid, her thin body shrinking between the triangle formed by the back of the seat and the car door.

Seeing that Lu Mann was still trying his best to shrink herself into a ball and squeeze into the triangle gap, Han Zhuoli was annoyed.

Patting on the car window with one hand and pressing the back of the chair with the other, he tightly trapped her in his arms, "What are you hiding from?"

"What do you think I'm hiding?" Lu Man grumbled, and forced a little laugh, "Young Master Han, can you back away?"

"No." Han Zhuoli said without even thinking about it, very confidently.

Lu Mann: "..."

How come you look like a rascal.

"You said it has nothing to do with me?" Han Zhuoli narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Lu Man laughed dryly, searching her stomach for a reason, but then she heard Han Zhuoli say, "Then who do you want to have a relationship with?"

She didn't want to have anything to do with anyone.

As soon as Lu Man opened his mouth, his lips were suddenly blocked, and they were firmly pressed against each other. They looked cold and hard, but in fact his lips were so soft.

Taking advantage of her opening her lips to speak, Han Zhuoli invaded, took her into his arms, and pressed her against the door.

"Hmm—" Lu Man was squeezed tightly by him, and she put her hands on his chest, trying to push him away.

But his chest was so hard, like a rock, squeezing her chest so that she couldn't breathe, let alone push her away.

Han Zhuoli kissed furiously. For so many days, he was clearly in front of her eyes. Several times, he had to endure it and dared not touch him, for fear of frightening her and making her angry.

But today I found out that there are still people who have a crush on his little girl, how can this be tolerated?

Han Zhuoli was angry and impatient, and couldn't help it now.

Lu Mann's whole body was limp, as if he had no bones, and was embedded in his arms, feeling that his arms were fuller than ever before.

Slightly opening his eyes, he saw that Lu Man's face was flushed, he was suffocated by her kiss, and couldn't breathe, so he relaxed slightly.

But the lips are still attached to her lips, feeling her softness and sweetness.