561 Mouth Is so Sweet

"Since when did your mouth become so sweet?" Lu Man glanced at him.

Han Zhuoli looked innocent, "What sweet talk? I'm telling the truth."

Lu Mann: "..."

The mouth is so sweet!

When Lu Man was told by him, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

After going to the store, Lu Man was still afraid of the heat, so in the end both of them compromised.

Although she chose denim trousers, Lu Man chose a pair with holes.

At least some wind can get in through the hole, right?

Lu Mann went to the fitting room to change, but Han Zhuoli suddenly didn't even want her to wear ripped pants.

How can this girl always look seductive in her clothes?

It was just a pair of ordinary ripped jeans, but her legs were thin, and the jeans stuck to her legs, straight, long and tight, without feeling loose at all.

She was fair-skinned, wrapped in jeans, and suddenly at the knees and thighs, her snowy skin was exposed through the holes.

This kind of secretiveness makes it even more itchy.

Anyway, Han Zhuoli wanted to tear the holes in his jeans right now.

At least she held back, and didn't ask Lu Mann to change into a completely non-revealing one.

After all, he didn't dare to go too far.

Lu Mann was not angry, and was willing to change into a pair of trousers, and he accepted it as soon as he saw it.

Sending Lu Man back to school again gave me plenty of time.

Han Zhuoli looked at the snowy skin exposed from the hole in her jeans with some reluctance, and put his hand on it, rubbing his thumb on it for a while, which made Lu Mann's skin burn and his legs tremble.

"I'm leaving." Han Zhuoli didn't have to go to the office today, Sunday, "Don't come to pick me up, there will be a class meeting after the report, and I heard that the grades will be released today, so I don't know how long it will take. I'll just go back when I'm done. "

"I'll wait for you." Han Zhuoli had nothing to discuss about this matter.

"It's too hot." Lu Man felt sorry for him.

"I'm randomly looking for a coffee shop nearby, call me when you're done," Han Zhuoli said.

He insisted, so Lu Man had no choice but to agree.

But before getting out of the car, he kept staring at his face for no reason.

Han Zhuoli was amused by her look, and pulled her over.

Caught off guard, Lu Man hit his face directly on his chest, causing the tip of his nose to turn red.

Before Lu Man had time to raise his hand to rub it, Han Zhuoli had already gently rubbed the tip of her nose.

"I didn't get hurt, why is your nose red?"

Lu Mann: "..."

"Actually, it doesn't hurt." Lu Man said shyly, "It just looks a little red."

Han Zhuoli rubbed her twice more. Sure enough, he moved very lightly, but the tip of her nose turned red from his rubbing.

Lu Man raised her head, her big eyes were clear and watery, and with her red nose, she looked more and more like a rabbit.

At this time, there was no sign of the little fox anymore.

Han Zhuoli really liked it to the core of his heart.

This little girl was really soft when she was well-behaved, so soft that it touched his heart, making him wish he could rub her hard, melt her into his own flesh and blood, and never separate again.

I think back when I first met her, she was still covered in thorns and full of vigilance.

There is a layer of separation from everyone.

As cunning as a fox, but so fragile that makes people feel distressed.

Like a cub without the protection of his parents, alone, he looks cunning but extremely insecure.

Later, Lu Mann finally let him get closer.

When he was outside, Lu Mann was still that strong little fox who made people hate him, but as long as he faced him, he was very soft.