801 I Like It, Can You Run It?

Han Zhuoli held Lu Man in his arms and noticed her trembling.

He patted her on the back distressedly, and didn't dislike her tearful and sloppy appearance at all. He lowered his head and kissed the tears away from her face.

The salty tears also carried the fragrance of her skin.

Because it was her tears, the throat was full of bitterness.

"Fool, we are all together now, there are no such ifs at all. You didn't miss me, and I didn't miss you, we are both fine now. You are in my arms now, aren't you?" Han Zhuoli kissed While watching her tears, he whispered to her, "Besides, even if you were really stubborn and refused to agree to me at the beginning, I can't just rely on you with a shameless face?"

Lu Man sniffed, already calmed down by the comforting words he said earlier.

Now that I heard his next sentence, I was a little dazed.

Seeing her suddenly dumbfounded, with tears in her eyes, she was as red as a rabbit.

The lips also became a small O-shape in a silly way. The little fox who used to be mad at the sky became cute and cute at this moment.

Han Zhuoli laughed softly, trying to squeeze her into his heart, warming her up.

That magnetic laughter rushed into Lu Mann's ears and made her feel warm.

"Have you forgotten my temper? I've taken a liking to you. You can run away? At that time in the hotel, you ran away without leaving anything. Didn't I find you?" Han Zhuoli smiled lightly, "So, even if you If you don't agree, I will rely on you until you agree."

Now that she was with Lu Mann, seeing how Lu Man cared about him so much and loved him so much, it was impossible for her to leave.

Han Zhuoli felt relieved, and only then did he tell the truth.

After all, at the beginning, he used the banner of not forcing her, and he assumed the image of a considerate, reasonable, mature and stable noble son.

But now I am not afraid, I can tell the truth.

Lu Man choked on his last sentence, and remained silent for a while.

If she hadn't been together before, she would have stayed away from him and felt cheated by him.

But how can I still feel this way now, even if I hear him tell the truth, I won't be angry anymore.

Because of his words, Lu Man held back her tears and looked at Han Zhuoli in a suit, even though she was wet from her crying.

Looking at the majestic castle again, she whispered, "I'm still a princess. There are castles and princes here, but is there a princess like me?"

She tugged at her down jacket, the weather in City B in December was already very cold.

She was wearing a down jacket, which looked a little bloated, and she didn't have time to take it off when she came in.

Han Zhuoli's suit matched the castle very well, like a young nobleman who owned the castle.

But she was like a tourist who came in to visit the castle on the open day, she was out of place.

This kind of her, he calls her a princess, she doesn't look like her at all.

Han Zhuoli laughed, let go of her, but took her hand, "It's been ready for a long time."

At this time, the butler who had just greeted her at the door led a line of maids to them.

"Go with them." Han Zhuoli said with a smile.

Lu Mann followed her upstairs and entered a bedroom.

When was this castle built? She had never heard of such a place.

Now, when she came into the bedroom and took a look, being in it made people forget that she was in City B right now.

The large bedroom is full of 18th-century European style. When you enter, you will feel like traveling through time and space.