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His face was pale, even when he was asleep, his brows were always wrinkled together, and his eyes were dark and blue.

When Lu Man saw it, her heart ached.

"Are you busy today?" Lu Man asked in a low voice.

"The main reason is that I am away on business trips, and I have accumulated some work that needs to be checked by the president in person." Zheng Tianming explained, "The president means that he can finish all these jobs as soon as he is sick and can't see you. If he is well, he can Spend time with you."

Lu Man looked at it uncomfortable, Han Zhuoli really...

Is she one of those little girls who insist on pestering her boyfriend?

Rest well when he is sick!

She doesn't need him to hurt herself so much, just to accompany her!

"Actually, it doesn't matter if the president goes back to rest for a day or two." Zheng Tianming said.

"I see." Lu Man also had to consider the issue of propriety.

If it was really important work, she wouldn't dare to force Han Zhuoli to rest.

If you delay his business, then you don't feel sorry for him, but you are holding him back.

Zheng Tianming said very shamelessly: "Then I will leave this place to you. I'm going back to work. Goodbye!"

Zheng Tianming hurriedly exited the office, "By the way, don't say I told you, just say that you were told by Feng Shao."

Anyway, Han Zhuofeng really told Lu Mann.

After finishing speaking, Zheng Tianming quickly slipped away.

Lu Mann gently closed the office door and walked up to Han Zhuoli, feeling a little worried.

Wake up Han Zhuoli now, she couldn't bear to see him sleeping so soundly.

But in the dark, Han Zhuoli seemed to be able to sense her coming.

As soon as she approached, Han Zhuoli woke up.

Slowly opened his eyes, still a little confused.

Perhaps it was because of his illness, Han Zhuoli's reaction was much slower than usual.

The eyes that were originally sharp were misty at this moment, appearing particularly innocent.

When he opened his eyes and suddenly saw Lu Man in front of him, Han Zhuoli muttered, "This dream is pretty good."

He muttered, stretched out his long arms and pulled Lu Man over, wrapping around her slender waist, even the fragrance on her body was so real.

Rubbing her face against Lu Mann's belly, she closed her eyes again.

Lu Man didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and reached out to touch his forehead, only to be shocked.

Why is his forehead so hot!

They are all sick, and they still have to work!

Lu Man became angry, and patted Han Zhuoli's shoulder with a sullen face, "Wake up."

Han Zhuoli fell asleep again, Lu Man had no choice but to shake him harder, "Zhuoli, wake up!"

Han Zhuoli finally opened his eyes again, and smiled silly at her, "Manman."

"It's me, wake up." Seeing that Han Zhuoli still had a dreamy expression on his face, Lu Man had no choice but to pinch his face.

Han Zhuoli felt the pain and rubbed his face, "This dream is really getting more and more real."

"It's not a dream!" If she didn't know this man and was confused, she would really feel that he was teasing her on purpose.

Han Zhuoli finally woke up now, looked up in astonishment, saw Lu Man in front of him, and was angry with a cold face.

"Man...manman?" Han Zhuoli called stupidly, blinking non-stop.

"Are you fully awake?" Lu Mann asked coldly.

Facing Lu Man's aura, Han Zhuoli became obedient, and nodded quickly, "I'm awake."

"Then pack up your things and come home with me." Lu Man said.

Before Han Zhuoli objected, he pulled his hand from his waist, turned around and went to the hanger to take off his coat.

"Put it on." Lu Man handed the coat to Han Zhuoli.