Chapter 108
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"Someone thinks too highly of herself and wants to call me that, but have you ever heard me respond to her?" Han Zhuoli's strong forearms rested on his long legs as he suddenly leaned forward.
Although they were separated by the coffee table, Lu Man's heart still skipped a beat.
He had only leaned forward, but it was as if he was already right in front of her eyes.
Lu Man's brain, which was on the verge of shutting down, slowly thought, It seems that he really hasn't.
"Why don't you call me that and see if I respond?" Han Zhuoli suddenly lowered his voice.
His voice had become slightly hoarse, and it was extremely sexy. Under Lu Man's sleeves, the hair on her arms stood on end, and small goosebumps formed.
Her limbs went limp, and she was tempted just like that.
However, at this moment, his expression was extremely serious.
Otherwise, Lu Man would have thought that he was flirting with her.
Lu Man opened her mouth and took a long time to find her voice. "Isn't it inappropriate in the office?"
"You can still call me CEO in public. That's not a problem." Han Zhuoli actually hoped that Lu Man would call him Big Brother Han in public, but he knew that Lu Man wouldn't do that. "We don't have to be so distant in private."
Since Han Zhuoli had made such a request, Lu Man could only nod. "Okay."
Han Zhuoli's eyes warmed, and his smile deepened. "Then let me hear you call me that now?"
Lu Man opened her mouth, but it would be too difficult for her to call him that.
Her tongue seemed to be tied, and she couldn't say it.
Just then, Zheng Tianming suddenly knocked on the door and entered. "CEO, lunch is here."
Han Zhuoli gritted his teeth. Why did he have to come now to cause trouble?!
"Bring it in," Han Zhuoli said with a dark expression.
Zheng Tianming: "…"
What did he do wrong?
Why was the CEO angry again?
Why was he so unlucky today? He kept making mistakes.
Zheng Tianming was about to cry.
Zheng Tianming hurriedly placed the food on the table and immediately left, not daring to be a third wheel.
"I'll go wash my hands." Lu Man breathed a sigh of relief and quickly got up.
The atmosphere just now had somehow become uncontrollably ambiguous. She had to go out and calm down.
Unexpectedly, Han Zhuoli said, "There's a washroom inside. It's over there."
Lu Man: "…"
Lu Man went to the bathroom. He didn't have the nerve to dawdle and delay Han Zhuoli's meal.
When she came back, Han Zhuoli also went to wash his hands.
Unexpectedly, when Han Zhuoli came out, he didn't sit in his original spot. Instead, he walked around the coffee table and sat down next to Lu Man.
Lu Man: "…"
She couldn't deliberately change her seat, but sitting so close to Han Zhuoli made Lu Man extremely uncomfortable.
Han Zhuoli picked up a pair of chopsticks and handed it to her. Lu Man carefully avoided his hand, but somehow, when Han Zhuoli pulled back his hand, her fingertips brushed against Han Zhuoli's.
Lu Man trembled. She quickly tightened her grip on her chopsticks and didn't dare to look at him.
As a result, she didn't see that Han Zhuoli was rubbing his finger that had brushed against hers.
Han Zhuoli could not help but tremble when he touched it. His fingers were electrified.
Lu Man was nervous. She could only bury her head in her food.
She didn't see Han Zhuoli's knee move without a trace and then touch her leg.
Lu Man froze. She peeked out of the corner of her eye. Han Zhuoli didn't seem to notice.
She could only secretly move her leg away. But not long after, Han Zhuoli's leg pressed against hers again.
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