1393 Trap Han Zhuoli

Lu Mann: "..."

How to choose this?

She took the mobile phone and asked him to wash it, that must be impossible.

But it would be even more embarrassing to wash yourself in front of him, especially since there are many places that are very private.

Han Zhuoli smiled lightly, held the phone in one hand, and said, "Then how about I hold the phone in one hand and wash it for you with the other."

While speaking, his hand has already reached out.

"Don't, don't, don't!" Lu Man hurriedly stopped him, "Take your phone, I'll wash it myself."

Anyway, her back was facing Han Zhuoli, and Han Zhuoli might not be able to see it.

"Where is that recording?" Han Zhuoli asked while fiddling with Lu Man's phone.

Lu Mann was found, Han Zhuoli clicked play, put the phone aside, and concentrated on watching Lu Mann clean.

Lu Mann: "..."

She suddenly felt bad.

Han Zhuoli's posture...is too comfortable!

With his chin resting on her shoulder, he could see her clearly.

Lu Man was immediately embarrassed.

Embarrassed, he covered himself, "Don't look!"

"Hush!" Han Zhuoli touched her lips with his index finger, "The recording has started."

Sure enough, Lu Qi's voice rang out from Lu Man's phone.

After listening for a while, she had a rough idea of ​​what was going on behind her, so Lu Mann didn't want to listen anymore.

Even if you want to confirm again, you have to wait until Han Zhuoli is not around.

Lu Man hurried to turn off the recording.

"Stop listening?" Han Zhuoli asked.

"I won't listen anymore." Lu Man turned her head and raised an eyebrow at him, "Why, do you want to listen again?"

Han Zhuoli smiled lightly, "Why do I listen to her, it's not nice. It's better for you to call it nice."

Lu Mann: "..."

This man is getting more and more shameless, she is no match.

"Is that my voice, or another woman's voice?" Lu Man held back a bad idea and set a trap for Han Zhuoli.

Han Zhuoli pinched the tip of her nose angrily, "What other woman, you are the only woman I am! You still want to set me up? It doesn't exist!"

Lu Man hugged Han Zhuoli's long, curved leg like hugging a pillow.

On both sides of Han Zhuoli's knees, he just felt her softness, which made Han Zhuoli feel a little distracted.

Lu Mann didn't notice it at this moment, and supported herself on his knees, with his side face comfortably pillowed on his knees.

"Answer me honestly, before me, did you ever have a girlfriend, or was it a one-night woman?" Lu Man asked.

Lu Man thought about it, she had never heard any news about Han Zhuoli's relationship in her previous life.

She didn't hear the news of his marriage until she died. As for whether she has a girlfriend, she really doesn't know.

She thought she definitely didn't mind, but she always felt that it was boring to turn over old scores.

Sometimes when someone complains that their girlfriends always like to ask about their ex-girlfriends, she also doesn't understand.

As long as you are in love with yourself now, why talk about the past?

But now, she seemed to understand a little bit.

If Han Zhuoli had a girlfriend before, or a woman who was in a romantic relationship, she would really be jealous.

She loves this man and wants to be exclusive, and she doesn't even want to share his past with others.

But thinking about it, this idea seemed unfair to Han Zhuoli.

After all, she also has an ex-boyfriend.

Although nothing has developed with He Zhengbai, but there is also a history of relationship.

Han Zhuoli suddenly grabbed her waist and turned her to face him.

Originally, she was lying on his bent knee, facing him sideways, but now it was easy to turn her around.