1279 Need Comfort

"Of course I won't. I also have a big gift waiting for him." Lu Man said with a smile.

When Yan Zhiqing heard this, she felt that Liang Chengbing was going to be unlucky.

She had heard about Lu Man's glorious deeds.

Lu Man chatted with Yan Zhiqing for a while. Although the two had just met, they felt like they hit it off, and neither of them was embarrassed, as if they had endless things to say.

Han Zhuoli has been busy dealing with the Xia family's affairs with Han Zhuoling these days.

I have been working overtime for a long time, and I come back late at night almost every day.

Lu Man would always wait for him, but sometimes she would fall asleep while waiting.

When he came back, he saw that the living room was lit, and Lu Man was curled up on the sofa and dozing off.

At times like this, it was Han Zhuoli who carried her back to the bedroom every time.

Lu Man waited dazedly for him to finish packing and come to sleep, the two of them couldn't even speak a whole sentence.

Early the next morning, Han Zhuoli left early again.

The two obviously lived together, but Han Zhuoli felt as if he hadn't seen Lu Man for a while.

It's hard to finish this part, and I can finally come back early today.

As a result, the two hadn't spoken a few words before Yan Zhiqing called.

The two of them chatted, but there was no intention of ending it.

Han Zhuoli was very wronged.

It's been a long time since I saw Lu Mann, and I haven't even made out yet. Yan Zhiqing is simply interrupting his loving time with Lu Mann!

Han Zhuoli sat next to Lu Mann, wrapping his long arms around Lu Mann's waist.

Immediately, I was satisfied.

It's been a long time since Lu Mann's waist became thinner.

"Haven't we finished talking yet?" Han Zhuoli asked aggrievedly from the side, "Manman..."

Lu Man hurriedly covered the phone, Han Zhuoli's tune, let Yan Zhiqing hear it, how embarrassing it is!

But of course Yan Zhiqing heard what Han Zhuoli said from being so close on purpose.

She suppressed a smile and said, "I'm bothering you, let's talk later."

"Okay." Lu Man hung up the phone embarrassedly, and went to poke Han Zhuoli's waist, "I heard you all!"

"Just let her hear, don't disturb us." Han Zhuoli pulled Lu Mann onto his lap, "I've been busy for so long, and I can't even say a word to you when I come back every day. I finally came back early, but you are so busy Talk to someone else."

"Ah, husband, you've worked hard these days." Lu Man hurriedly comforted him, cupping his face, and kissing him again.

But only kissed the cheek, Han Zhuoli was very dissatisfied, and pointed to his lips, "What about here? I also need comfort."

Lu Man kissed him on the lips twice more.

"Call my husband twice more." Han Zhuoli pinched her waist with both hands, "I haven't heard you call a few times since I got married."

"Who said that? It's clear that they often call." As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Man regretted it and blushed.

The corners of Han Zhuoli's mouth curled up.

Don't you call often?

Every time the two of them were doing that, Lu Mann was overwhelmed by him, urged over and over again, insisting on calling her husband.

At that time, she couldn't control herself, and called him loudly, with trembling sounds.

The more this is the case, the more endless he is.

However, he wanted her frequently, as long as he didn't work overtime, he never left behind.

It's almost time for her to call her husband every day.

As a result, "calling her husband" became a hint later on.

Every time Han Zhuoli just said "Call me husband", he meant her.

As a result, when Han Zhuoli said it, Lu Man became a little hot.