Chapter 1349
Words:946Update:22/07/01 09:56:00
In the video, Lin Jinshu was walking when someone suddenly rushed over with a bucket of paint.
The person was wearing a mask and hat, so no one could see his face.
When he rushed to Lin Jinshu's side, he suddenly splashed the red paint on her and left after splashing it.
It was so fast that no one could react.
The only thing left in the video was Lin Jinshu, who was drenched in red, screaming non-stop.
The people around her were pointing at her, but no one was willing to help.
They even made sarcastic remarks. "You're already like this, and you still dare to walk on the streets?"
"You should go back to America. There's no place for you here."
"You deserve it!"
"What are you looking at?" Han Zhuoli came out of the shower and saw that Lu Man had already washed herself clean. Her exposed skin was pink.
She was leaning against the headboard and scrolling through her phone when Han Zhuoli came over.
As soon as he got close, he smelled the light and pleasant fragrance of moisturizer on Lu Man's body.
Lu Man turned and saw that Han Zhuoli had come out with his hair still dry. The fragrance of the shampoo was particularly strong.
She put down her phone and went to the bathroom to get the hairdryer. "Sit down."
She let Han Zhuoli sit on the bed.
Han Zhuoli sat down cross-legged. Unfortunately, he was too tall. Even if he sat down, Lu Man had to kneel behind him.
As she dried his hair, she said, "Look at Lin Jinshu's recent situation. I thought that the netizens' enthusiasm would only last for a short while. I didn't expect it to last so long."
"Her website's server crashed. After she rushed to fix it, it was flooded by netizens. Also, no one went shopping, so she could only temporarily close the website. Otherwise, the server would be losing money every minute. She doesn't have any profits now and is still in the investment stage. Seeing that she won't be able to recoup any of her costs, she can only stop for now. "Han Zhuoli narrowed his eyes. He was very comfortable with Lu Man's flattery.
Lu Man's fingertips softly ran through his hair. She rubbed and dried his hair. From time to time, she would massage his scalp. It was so comfortable that Han Zhuoli was about to fall asleep.
She simply leaned back and leaned on Lu Man's body. Her back felt warm and soft, and it was indescribably comfortable.
"Once she stops, she won't be able to start again." Han Zhuoli narrowed his eyes and said, "I reckon that she won't be able to hold on for much longer next week.
Lu Man blow-dried Han Zhuoli's hair and patted his forehead. "You're out on a business trip. Do you sleep without drying your hair?"
"No, no, it's still blown." It was just blown to the point where it wasn't too bad. Usually, it was still wet.
"You'll get a headache after a while." Lu Man put down the hairdryer and massaged his head. "Don't do this again."
"Okay." Han Zhuoli leaned comfortably into Lu Man's embrace.
"Oh yeah, didn't they say that the first place of the Chinese Arts Championships would get a direct spot to go to New York University as an exchange student?" Lu Man said. "Although the school hasn't talked to me about it yet, I think it will be soon. Because I'll be going there as an exchange student in my third year. "
Han Zhuoli was stunned for a moment. He had really forgotten about that.
He held Lu Man's wrist and gently rubbed the blood vessels on the inside of her wrist. "What do you think?"
If it were up to him, he definitely wouldn't be willing to let Lu Man go to New York to study acting.
He definitely couldn't not see her for a year.
However, he wouldn't be so selfish as to not let Lu Man go.
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