The Long-awaited Mr Han

Chapter 788: Good or Bad

"Willn't it be Han's?" Lu Man guessed that other people's families couldn't guess, and only Han was left.

"What Han family said, it's our own family." Han Zhuoli nodded her fingertips.

Lu Man opened his little white teeth and bite at his fingertips.

Of course, he was avoided by Han Zhuo Li. Han Zhuo smiled fiercely at the toothless woman in his arms. "How did you learn to bite?"

Han Zhuoli suddenly stopped talking about the castle, "You don't even ask me, what birthday gift do you give?"

"Ah?" Lu Man said stupidly, "Isn't this birthday surprise you gave me a gift?"

Han Zhuoli looked at her and was speechless.

He sighed. The little girl had been so aggrieved before, but she felt that she had prepared a birthday surprise for her, so she could use it as a birthday gift, no further preparation needed.

When Lu Man saw that he was distressed again, he shook his arm. "Then what gift did you prepare for me?"

Han Zhuo looked at her lightly, and then asked: "Did you just ask me, who is this castle?"

The road was choked, feeling that it was fluttering under his feet, unreal.

Mingming Music is still the music she is familiar with, obviously in Han Zhuoli's arms, but she seems to have a hearing problem.

He also reached out and drew his ears.

Han Zhuoli said this, wouldn't that mean what she thought?

Han Zhuoli was so weird with this gesture that she took her ears and said, "Why stupid? Would you like to give you something to supplement your brain?"

Lu Man: "..."

She's not stupid.

Han Zhuoli finally pulled Lu Man out of the corner again, straight through the ballroom, and led her out of the castle.

Holding her shoulders with both hands, she looked up at the whole picture of the castle. "This is my birthday gift for you, do you like it?"

Lu Man took a sigh of relief, covering his mouth firmly with both hands.

This……

What a gift he gave her!

"The princess has to have her own castle." Han Zhuoli stood behind her and lowered her head in her ears.

At this time, no words can express the shock in Lu Man's heart, tears dangling in his eyes, and then surged out.

Knowing that she was moved, but seeing her tears, Han Zhuoli was still anxious.

Turn her around, pull her into her arms and hug, "I haven't said I like it yet."

"Like." Lu Man nodded hard.

In fact, even if he just gave a model, as long as he gave it, she liked it very much.

But he was so big, so big.

Han Zhuo Li lowered her head and pressed her neck to kiss her. It was still a bit difficult. She simply hugged her to make it more convenient.

As a result, Lu Man held his shoulders in one hand, and looked like a child with one hand, and wiped the tears with the back of his hand, "How are you so good! Bad guy, how are you so good!"

It's so heartbreaking to like what he likes.

Han Zhuo Li laughed, kissing her tears, and said, "While calling me a bad guy, and praising me, are I good or bad?"

"It's a bad guy who is too good for me." Lu Man cried.

Han Zhuo Li smiled and lost his temper.

"Okay, I'm a badass. I can do whatever you say." Han Zhuo Li conceded her, and his words were soft and intoxicating.

"Good, don't cry." Han Zhuo Li bowed her head and kissed her tears while coaxing, "I know you are moved and crying happily. But even so, I still feel uncomfortable, just don't want to see you cry."

(End of this chapter)