470 Talking Is Not Talking

Seeing that the fragrance of Lu Mann's washing came out, and her whole body looked soft and tender, he wanted to take her into his arms and eat her.

"Come on." Han Zhuoli patted the place beside him, eager to wait.

Lu Mann: "..."

He said that he would hug her to sleep tonight without doing anything, why did she not believe it?

Anyway, he was lying here, and the two of them had been extremely intimate this morning.

Even though I'm still very embarrassed, I didn't say anything hypocritically that I can't get over it.

Lu Man nervously tugged at the hem of her pajamas, and found that her palms were sweating nervously just after taking a shower.

Her face was hot, and she walked over bravely and got into bed.

Before he had time to lie down, he was already hugged by Han Zhuoli, "I really don't do anything."

Lu Mann saw that he was just hugging him, and there was really no other movement, so she couldn't help laughing, and rubbed against his arms again, finding a comfortable position, and closing her eyes.

Unexpectedly, not long after, the man who just said to do nothing and just hugged her has already reached into the hem of her clothes.

Lu Mann: "..."

What about doing nothing?

"I'll just touch it." Han Zhuoli's voice became hoarse, obviously emotional.

Lu Man grasped Han Zhuoli's skirt tightly, her eyelashes trembling nervously.

Before he knew it, he stripped him naked.

"Don't you just touch it?" Lu Man's face was burning, but Han Zhuoli was still kissing everywhere.

"Just kiss." Han Zhuoli said inarticulately.

Lu Mann: "..."

She really believed in his evil.

After a while, Lu Man couldn't take it anymore, and hid back, "Didn't you just kiss?"

"I'll just rub it." Han Zhuoli said, sweat dripping from his forehead.

He is also working very hard now, he has done everything but can't reach the last step, he is digging a hole for himself.

Lu Mann: "..."

Hehe, the biggest lie of a man is "I'll just dawdle and not go in".

But in the end, Han Zhuoli didn't make it to the last step, but grabbed Lu Man's hand and pressed it down.

"Manman..." Lu Mann immediately heard the unfinished meaning in Han Zhuoli's words.

But the cry he made was pitiful.

A mature man who is obviously much older than her is barking like a puppy at this moment.

Lu Man pressed her forehead on Han Zhuoli's shoulder, letting him manipulate her.

His face was so hot that it was about to explode, but his palm was even hotter than his face, burning all the time.

In the end, Lu Mann felt that his hands were going to be useless, and both hands at the same time.

In fact, she couldn't hold on with one hand, and she cried out sour.

Han Zhuoli had no choice but to let go of her right hand, but before Lu Man could breathe a sigh of relief, he grabbed her left hand.

Lu Mann kicked his calf angrily.

It was still hurting, but now even my hands are sore.

She didn't want him to come and live tomorrow.

Han Zhuoli was delighted, and he was so attentive to Lu Mann.

He went to the bathroom and brought a basin, towels and hand sanitizer, and cleaned Lu Mann's hands.

Lu Mann saw that her palms seemed to be red, and they were still burning hot.

When Han Zhuoli packed up his things and came back, Lu Mann was so angry that he didn't want to talk to him, "Speaking is nothing!"

But Han Zhuoli didn't do it on purpose, "At first I really planned to hug you and fall asleep, but...but I couldn't hold back."

He can't help it, isn't this just getting started?

Knowing the taste of the marrow, how can I hold back.