“……” Yan Zhiqing took the old lady''s hand, "grandma, those are brothers. What can they have. If Han Zhuoling has a fiancee, let''s not talk about it. Han Zhuofeng is one year younger than me. I like something bigger than me. "


    "Zhao Gushen, Wei Zhiqian and Wei wucai are all very good." Old lady Yan was counting with her fingers.


    "Zhao Gushen and Wei Zhiqian didn''t say that. They knew each other when they were children. I just thought they were my brothers. Apart from having no blood relationship, it''s no different from my brother. " Yan Zhiqing explained.


    The old lady heard that she had left out Wei wucai and immediately asked, "what about Wei wucai? He grew up in Lanshan compound. You don''t have much contact with him. How did you see him this time? "


    It''s all right to mention others. Speaking of Wei wucai, Yan Zhiqing is like a cat with its tail trampled on, almost jumping up from the sofa.


    "Wei wucai is more impossible than them!" Yan Zhiqing said.


    For a moment, she didn''t control the volume well. The old lady patted her chest and said, "Oh, you scared me to death. Why are you so excited?"


    Yan Zhiqing busy to the old lady along the chest, "grandma, you can never make his mind, with who than with him is possible."


    "Oh," said Mrs. Yan, "what''s the matter?"


    Yan Zhi pure pie pie mouth, "also nothing, that is to say not to go together.". That man has no manners at all. He has a poisonous mouth. "


    Yan Zhiqing curled her mouth and shook her head hard. "Anyway, he is not my type at all. It''s impossible for us to kill him! Granny, don''t think about it. You''re right. "


    "All right, all right." The old lady had to give up.


    Yan Zhiqing is really afraid of the old lady, quickly said: "grandma, I first go to remove makeup ah, later come back to chat with you."


    "Go ahead." The old lady said with a smile.


    Yan Zhiqing quickly left.


    ***


    Lu man and Han Zhuoli return home.


    When Lu man finishes cleaning up in the bathroom, he just opens the door and sees Han Zhuoli blocking the door.


    He has changed into comfortable and loose fitting home clothes, simple short sleeve T-shirt and loose cotton trousers.


    I smell the fragrance of shampoo and bath milk on him. I think he has just taken a bath.


    It''s not like setting your hair in the daytime.


    Now relax, his hair is soft on his forehead, looking young.


    A mature man in his thirties looks like a man in his twenties. He is only a little older than a young man. He is far less mature than he is now.


    Han Zhuoli with her forward momentum, bowed his head to kiss her lips.


    Lu man was completely unprepared. With a cry, he subconsciously stepped back.


    Who knows Han Zhuoli''s action is faster. He seems to have expected her action. He reaches out his hand and holds her back.


    With a little effort, he took her into his arms.


    Lu man subconsciously grabbed his clothes.


    At the same time, Han Zhuoli''s kiss fell down again.


    Lu man was unconsciously led by him, unconsciously, he was brought into the bedroom.


    "Long." Han Zhuoli cried, a little hoarse, with a strong desire.


    "Well?" Lu man''s unconscious response is that he is still immersed in Han Zhuoli''s kiss, not very sober.


    Han Zhuoli didn''t leave her lips even when he was talking. He stuck to her lips and rubbed them with every word.


    "Show me your wedding dress again." Han Zhuoli lures. Coaxes the way.