The Long-awaited Mr Han

Chapter 659: 677

"Thank you." Lu Man laughed. "I'm on my way home now. I'm not busy in the car."

Han Zhuoli drove the car and glanced at her.

This girl, so naturally, said the word home.

Han Zhuoli's smile was warm and his eyes were warm.

Could not help but reach out, palms fell to her furry hair, and rubbed twice.

Take his little fiancee home now.

"Haha, I knew as soon as I saw Han Shaowei's Weibo! Then I saw your Weibo again, which is great. Don't worry, I won't talk about it." Zheng Yuan said.

I talked with Zheng Yuan a few words, hung up the phone, and received a call from Pan Xue and Han Leilei.

There are also Li Li, Zhang, Chen Shimian from the PR department.

They are all people who knew Lu Man and Han Zhuoli's relationship.

If it was just Han Zhuoli's one-sided Weibo, maybe he would also think whether Han Zhuoli broke up with Lu Man.

But then Lu Man also tweeted, and they determined that it was Han Zhuoli who was engaged to Lu Man.

Even Wu Lize called. "Lu Man, congratulations."

"Thank you," Lu Man said with a smile.

Wu Li said nothing else, and the atmosphere hung up a bit awkwardly.

Han Zhuoli's heart mocked silently, while Wu Li made it clear that he had no chance, and he called to do something.

Could it be expected that he could break up with Lu Man?

Park the car into the villa's garage and lead the way through the door.

Han Zhuoli really hasn't been back for a long time.

Seeing him return, Xiao Wang's housekeeper and He Yan were both stunned.

Looking at Han Zhuoli's expression, it was as if Han Zhuoli had gone the wrong way.

Han Zhuoli: "..."

Didn't he just come back for a while?

How did these two react?

"Sir, are you back?" Xiao Wang asked, butler.

"..." Han Zhuoli twitched, "Of course I came back to live."

"Oh, oh. Welcome, welcome." He Yan said quickly.

Han Zhuoli: "..."

This is his family, what is welcome!

Lu Man couldn't help laughing.

It can be seen how long Han Zhuoli has not been back.

"Lu Man." He Xuan was surprised when he saw Lu Man. "What are you?"

Han Zhuoli led the way and walked in the door, looking proud, "From today on, he came to live with me."

He Ye and Xiao Wang's housekeeper also learned about Han Zhuoli's engagement with Lu Man, and it was logical for Lu Man to move over.

Congratulations.

"It's all right now, there's no need to prepare a guest room at home." He Yan said joyously.

After receiving Lu Man's bag, hand them slippers.

"Then, sir will come back to live today?" Asked the little housekeeper.

"Um." Han Zhuoli nodded. "But occasionally I still go to my mother-in-law's house."

Han Zhuoli took Lu Man's hand and strode her into the bedroom.

As soon as the door was closed, Lu Man was too late to speak, and Han Zhuoli took it into his arms.

"I talked well at Mom, didn't I?" Han Zhuo sneered.

Lu Man: "..."

What about this man?

"Be careful!" Lu Man murmured at him.

"Oh." Han Zhuoli tightened her waist. "Everyone is in my arms, dare to say bad things about me?"

Lu Man: "..."

"My fiance." Lu Man suddenly called him, his hands around his neck, and gently circled.

I don't know which of her fingers, the soft fingertips gently circled on his back neck, soft and itchy.

"Just don't care about me, okay?" Lu Man blinked her big eyes, and cute Han Zhuo Li surrendered immediately.

"Change your fiance to her husband." Han Zhuo Li said dumbly.

"Not married yet," Lu Man muttered, calling her husband now, a little early.

"Just call, let me listen." Han Zhuo lowered his voice.

There is no one else in the bedroom. The sound insulation here is much better than hers.

The villa was big enough, but Xiao Wang's housekeeper and He Yan were downstairs, and they couldn't hear their voices.

But Han Zhuoli kept his voice low and dumb.

The room was obviously bright, but she was surrounded by Han Zhuo Li, and the light was blocked by him, leaving only the faint light of Ambiguity in Han Zhuo Li's arms.

It made his voice even more confusing.

"Long, wife?" Han Zhuo Li cried, with a chuckle in her dumb voice, and she suddenly pinched her small waist. "Wife? Call me?"

"Old ... old ..." Lu Man's tongue was knotted. He had never called it that way, and he was not used to it.

Han Zhuoli was amused by her and patted lightly, "What is old? You call me old."

"Husband!" Lu Man closed his eyes and blurted out like a can.

The thin voice twirled in the throat, clearly not high, but trembling like a broken sound.

It shows how nervous she is.

9th more, 1 more ~

(End of this chapter)