Chapter 462
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Han Zhuoli looked up from his laptop and gave Auntie He a thumbs-up from behind Lu Man.
Well done!
"Haha, have a good rest!" Auntie He was afraid that Lu Man would call out to her again, so she ran away.
Lu Man: "…"
She closed the door helplessly and turned around to see Han Zhuoli looking pleasantly surprised. "You're staying here tonight?"
"Yeah." Lu Man nodded. "I'm afraid you won't listen and won't have a good rest."
Her voice became lower and lower, and her face was red.
She seemed to be taking the initiative to ask to stay here.
Han Zhuoli happily moved to the side to make room for her. "Come sit here!"
Lu Man: "…"
"I'll work, and you can watch TV and study. Isn't that great?" Han Zhuoli urged. "Hurry up, or I'll get out of bed and carry you up."
He was sick now, so how could Lu Man let him get out of bed?
Forget it. She would be worried about him if they slept separately at night, so she might as well stay here and watch over him.
Lu Man took her pajamas to the bathroom, took a shower, and put on her skincare products.
After she was done, she changed into her pajamas and came out. She saw Han Zhuoli seriously typing on the keyboard on his laptop. She walked to the bedside, so nervous that her heart was about to jump out of her chest.
Han Zhuoli smelled a light fragrance and looked up to see Lu Man standing in front of him.
She was wearing pajamas. Although the style was conservative and she was wrapped up tightly, Han Zhuoli still felt that she was too seductive.
The small section of her collarbone and neck that was exposed outside the collar had a light pink tint to it. It looked so delicate that it could be broken by the wind.
Lu Man didn't know if it was because she had just taken a shower or because she was shy, but her face was very red.
At this moment, she looked younger than 22 years old. She looked like an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl.
"Come here." Han Zhuoli patted the spot next to him, but his voice was inexplicably hoarse.
Lu Man took a deep breath, lifted the quilt, and sat down.
That was where Han Zhuoli had been sitting. Once they entered, they could still feel the warmth of Han Zhuoli.
When he stretched out his leg, he accidentally touched Han Zhuoli's leg. As if he was scalded, he quickly moved away.
Han Zhuoli was amused by her reaction. When they first met, she was so bold, but now she was as timid as a cat.
Han Zhuoli was afraid of infecting her, so he didn't dare to kiss her lips directly. He kissed her cheek and sighed in satisfaction. "I've always wanted to be like this, on the same bed with you, even if we're doing our own things. But if I turn my head, I can see you. If I move a little, I can touch you. Arm to arm, leg to leg. "
Lu Man blushed and smiled sweetly at Han Zhuoli.
Indeed, this feeling was very good.
She was so close to him.
He was working at the side, and she was watching a drama on her phone. Being close to each other and doing their own things didn't make them feel bored or lonely.
Han Zhuoli's room was very big. When he was alone, it always felt a little cold.
But now that the two of them were together, the room suddenly became very warm and cozy.
Outside the window, the cold wind of the winter night blew. No matter how thick the window was, they could still hear the faint whistling sound of the wind, which made the room even more warm and cozy.
Lu Man looked and suddenly exclaimed, "It's snowing!"
Han Zhuoli turned his head and saw that outside the dark window, pure white snowflakes were floating like catkins. The whiteness of the snowflakes was particularly obvious in the dark night.
Han Zhuoli smiled and said gently, "Fortunately, you didn't leave tonight."
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