Chapter 809
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And the strangest thing was that there were bells hanging from all three chains.
There were two bells hanging from each chain. Lu Man didn't count the long one, but it was a ring of bells.
The two short ones didn't fit on her wrist, and the long one definitely wasn't a necklace. It was a little too long.
"What is this?" Lu Man fiddled with the bells with her fingertips.
The bells weren't big, only about the size of a fingernail. The chains and bells were rose gold.
Looking at it carefully, the craftsmanship was very exquisite. Every detail was exquisite.
She fiddled with them, and the bells immediately made a crisp and pleasant sound.
Lu Man looked at one bell carefully, then the other. When her fingertips touched them, she realized that the crisp sound seemed to be a little higher in pitch.
Lu Man was so surprised that she shook each bell a little and realized that each bell had a different tone.
"What is this?" Lu Man became more and more curious. "The pitch is different too."
Lu Man picked up a short chain and placed it on her wrist. "They're all too long."
Lu Man looked at Han Zhuoli with a smile and teased him. "You don't even know the thickness of my wrist?"
"How could I not know?" Han Zhuoli's slender fingers held her wrist. His slightly rough fingertips gently slid across her delicate wrist, causing her delicate skin to shiver as if there was an electric current running through it.
Lu Man started to tremble. The part of her wrist that had been touched by his fingers turned red.
He clearly didn't use any strength at all.
Han Zhuoli held her wrist and planted a light kiss on the inside of her wrist where it was slightly red.
His soft lips pressed against hers, and Lu Man immediately went limp.
"Every time I want to do it, I measure every part of you. And I especially like to hold your wrist and do it, "Han Zhuoli said as his thin lips rubbed against the inside of her wrist.
Lu Man's entire body trembled, and her scalp went numb.
He suddenly said it so bluntly and even a little rudely.
But when it came from his mouth, Lu Man didn't feel disgusted. Instead, she felt a little aroused.
Lu Man was so embarrassed that her face was extremely red. Because of his rude words, she was aroused. This … this was too embarrassing.
"Not just your wrist, I even know the thickness of your ankle." Han Zhuoli kissed her from the inside of her wrist to her shoulder, all the way up until he finally pressed his lips on hers.
After a brief kiss, they immediately separated.
Lu Man, on the other hand, didn't expect Han Zhuoli to separate from her lips so quickly. She wanted to kiss him again.
But when Han Zhuoli left, she was still pouting.
When Lu Man came back to her senses, Han Zhuoli was looking at her with a half-smile on his face.
No matter how she looked at it, it seemed like he was laughing at her.
Lu Man: "…"
She seemed to think too much!
She covered her face with her hands and refused to look at him.
Flustered and exasperated, she kicked Han Zhuoli. "Don't laugh at me!"
In the end, just as she kicked out, before she could even touch him, she was caught by him.
Her white and soft foot seemed to be completely enveloped by his hand. The heat from his palm continuously spread to the soles of her feet, then to her legs, all the way to the top of her head.
Lu Man was so shocked that she hurriedly tried to withdraw her foot, but Han Zhuoli held it firmly and wouldn't let go.
Lu Man was beyond embarrassed. Her foot wasn't her hand. Why was he not letting go?
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