Lu man''s protest was invalid. He used all the kicks and thumps, but it didn''t work. In the end, he cried and hawed, but couldn''t be wronged.


    Does the man have any self-control!


    It''s too much!


    "Good boy." Han Zhuoli himself satisfied, while kissing the tears of her eyes, while comforting, "well, well, that''s good."


    Lu man didn''t even have the strength to open his mouth. He wanted to sleep, but he was so upset that he couldn''t sleep at all.


    When Han Zhuoli finally agreed to let her go, it was dawn.


    Lu man kicks his calf lazily, "I want to sleep."


    "Sleep well, sleep well." Han Zhuoli coaxed her again.


    But the road man at this time in the heart has only one idea, the man who has enough to eat and drink is willing to say anything nonsense.


    ***


    because it was already dawn when Han Zhuoli finally agreed to let her go to bed, Lu man didn''t see what time it was.


    Anyway, when I wake up again, it''s almost noon.


    When she opened her eyes, Han Zhuoli was also sleeping.


    Lu man moves, Han Zhuoli''s eyes haven''t opened, so he hoops Lu man in his arms, "where do you want to go?"


    "I promised my mother to take her to see red tiger today." Lu man pushed him, "you release it."


    Who knows Han Zhuo lifeI but not loose, turn over a turn over, put the road man pressure in the arms.


    His face was buried in her neck socket and smelled. Lu man''s skin was scalded by the temperature on his face. The hot breath sprinkled on his neck skin. Lu man''s face was red.


    "If only I could hold you like this all the time and not get out of bed all day." Han Zhuoli sighed, rubbing her palm on her waist.


    Finally, I realized the feeling that "since then, the king did not rule early".


    Lu man was close to his skin, and there was no barrier between them. Such intimacy also made her smile sweetly.


    Arms around his waist, forehead on his shoulder.


    She never thought that one day, she would be so intimate with a man.


    When the forehead gently rubbed on his shoulder, it seemed to rub on silk, so greasy.


    Such a novel feeling made Lu man feel funny. He rubbed his shoulder and his cheek.


    Han Zhuoli''s face was not as comfortable as rubbing his shoulders. After a night, he had a little new Hu dregs, which was not so obvious to the naked eye. But when he rubbed it, he could feel a little hard and itchy.


    "If you do this, I will not let you go." Han Zhuo is hoarse, a pair of black eyes more and more profound.


    Lu man quickly stopped and urged him, "get up, get up, don''t you take your grandparents to the cinema today?"


    Han Zhuoli looked at her with deep meaning, "give me a chance, I will make you unable to get out of bed from day to night."


    Lu man


    Are they talking about the same thing?


    This man is full of this. Are you listening to what she just said?


    Finally, Lu man is still held in his arms by Han Zhuo Li and rubbed hard before he let her go.


    Han Zhuoli himself got up to clean up.


    Now Luman is not as good as he was at the beginning. He can''t walk the next day after being tossed by Han Zhuoli.


    Today is still backache, is just finished the day before the high-intensity stretching exercise, the next day will have some feeling, but also not to move, dare not move.


    "Anyway, my grandparents are going to see it today. Why don''t you ask my mother to come with me?" Han Zhuoli changed his clothes and said.


    "Isn''t that bad?" Lu man has some worries.