Chapter 810
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But the more Han Zhuoli held it in his hand, the more he liked it.
Her toenails were dyed a light pink, which made her skin look even whiter.
Lu Man covered her face and couldn't see. Suddenly, she felt something soft touch her toes. She was so shocked that she quickly moved her hand away to look.
She saw that Han Zhuoli had just finished kissing her toes.
Lu Man's face flushed red, as if it would explode at any moment.
"You … Why are you kissing everywhere!" Lu Man was embarrassed to death.
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a cool sensation on her ankle.
When she looked again, she saw that he was actually wearing the short chain around her ankle.
It was an ankle chain, and the length was just right.
The chain was very thin, like thread, and wrapped around her fair ankle.
Fortunately, Lu Man's ankle was also slender, and with the thin chain, it looked even more agile.
The rose gold color made her skin look even whiter, and even Han Zhuoli was tempted by it.
While Lu Man was in a daze, Han Zhuoli also put the chain on her other ankle.
As soon as Lu Man moved her feet, the bells started ringing clearly. The tinkling sounds were like some unknown tune.
Lu Man didn't dare to move. Every movement made a sound, and it felt very strange.
Han Zhuoli then took the long chain.
When Lu Man felt a cool sensation on her waist, she realized that the long chain was tied around her waist.
Her waist was thin, and her curves were especially beautiful. Her stomach was flat, and although there was no waistline, her slender and fair waist was even more attractive.
The rose gold chain hung loosely on her waist. Han Zhuoli looked and looked, and his breathing became heavier. He lowered his head and traced the chain around her waist, kissing her delicate skin.
Lu Man's stomach couldn't help but tighten and tremble. She held his shoulders with both hands and didn't know what to do. She could only call out his name.
"Zhuoli … Zhuoli …"
"I'm here," Han Zhuoli said in a low voice, but he didn't stop.
He held her slender wrists and placed them on either side of her face. His fingertips gently rubbed her wrists, as if he was measuring something.
"I hold your wrists like this every day. How could I not know how slender your wrists are?" Han Zhuoli said beside her lips.
Lu Man suddenly felt her wrists burning.
At this moment, Han Zhuoli suddenly let go of her wrists and held her ankle. "I even hold your wrists like this every day. Even with my eyes closed, I can still see how slender they are. "
Lu Man blushed. She suddenly felt that the words "every day" had a deeper meaning.
Aiya, she was being dirty!
Lu Man groaned and covered her face.
But, every time Han Zhuoli held her ankle, wasn't that the time when he was doing that?
Han Zhuoli chuckled and hooked the anklet. "This is the second birthday present."
Lu Man's mind was a little hazy. She asked in a daze, "The second one? Is there a third one?"
"There is." Han Zhuoli's low and hoarse voice sounded a little tense. "It's me."
As soon as he said that, he went in.
Lu Man groaned and hugged Han Zhuoli tightly.
Lu Man's ankle and waist trembled as he bumped into her.
The bells tied to it made a crisp tinkling sound.
Sometimes they sounded hurried, sometimes they sounded slow. It really sounded like a piece of music.
Even Lu Man was embarrassed to listen to it. The sound of the bell was completely matching his rhythm!
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