129 I Fell Into Your Hands

Lu Mann couldn't help spurning herself. Since she didn't agree to Han Zhuoli's pursuit and acted so indifferently, she shouldn't have such thoughts in her heart.

Otherwise, she would look down on herself.

Try to suppress the disappointment in your heart and tell yourself that since you have made a choice, don't regret it.

Afraid of getting hurt and reluctant to let go, this is not what she should do.

After finally calming himself down, Han Zhuoli suddenly grabbed his hand.

Compared with his, her hands looked so small.

He was almost completely wrapped in his palm, the warmth of his palm prevented the cool autumn night from getting in, and made Lu Mann warmer than ever before.

Han Zhuoli bowed his head, his hands were white, like jade, with distinct knots, very beautiful.

Even if there are many women who are born beautiful, but when he stretches out his hand, he compares them to others.

There was once a trend of close-ups of Han Zhuoli's hands on Weibo. It was a time when he attended a movie release event of Han Bang and was filmed speaking with a microphone, and a close-up of his hands was cut off by a netizen.

As a result, the screen was licked by a group of female netizens for a long time.

But Lu Mann's hand was held by him, and he didn't seem to lose.

His skin is fairer than his, and his fingers are as thin and soft as green onions.

She didn't have nails, but her nails were neatly trimmed, and her fingertips converged to the top of the nails to form rounded tips, which looked better than hand models.

Holding it, Han Zhuoli felt that her hands were as soft as if they had no bones.

Lu Man couldn't help looking at Han Zhuoli, thinking he would ignore her.

"Take you back to the hospital first." Han Zhuoli explained.

Lu Man couldn't help but slander, since this was the case, why did she have to be dragged out just now?

When they reached the entrance of the hospital building, Lu Man was about to go in, but Han Zhuoli pulled her back.

Lu Man looked at him, and Han Zhuoli said helplessly, "Leave without even looking at me?"

He sighed and muttered, "I'm falling on your hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Mann was dragged into a corner where the light couldn't shine.

He patted Lu Mann's head, "Think about what I say. Don't trap your whole life because of those two bastards."

If it were someone else, she might not be so lacking in self-confidence, but if the object is him, she really can't give birth to a little self-confidence.

"What if I still give the same answer after serious consideration?" Lu Man raised her head.

Han Zhuoli smiled slightly, "Then I won't let you go either. I said you are my girlfriend, and you are."

Dare to be affectionate, it has nothing to do with her wishes.

He has already given it!

Moreover, he just said that he was just pursuing her, so why did she become his girlfriend in such a short time?

She didn't agree at all, and she didn't say anything.

He was there alone, and with a touch of lip service, he directly set the course of the relationship.

Lu Man was angry, but she didn't know that Han Zhuoli liked to see her, a little fox, speechless when he was angry with him.

Han Zhuoli scooped her into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Lu Mann's eyes widened in shock, but she couldn't push her away until she was picked up by him.

This person is really... What's wrong with him, he loves to hug her and kiss her every time.

Although he was very tall, she looked a little petite in his arms.

But every time she was hugged by him like this, she couldn't move, lost her freedom, and felt very unsteady.

"What are you thinking about!" Han Zhuoli suddenly bit her lip, annoyed at her inattention, and covered her eyes again, "Close your eyes."

Lu Mann: "..."