377 Did Not Have Any Good Intentions (2/2)

It was all this man's fault, everyone admired a charming, handsome prince under the moonlight, this man was one!

At this moment, although Han Zhuoli knew that it was time to stop and he did not continue gloating, but could not help but kiss her lips proudly.

”I can stand properly now, put me down,” Lu Man hurriedly said, she did not want to be embarrassed anymore.

Finally, Han Zhuoli let her go, and her legs stepped on the ground steadily.

Under the moonlight,Lu Man's flushed red face was highlighted and as the blush reached the tips of her ears she quickly walked forwards with her head lowered.

Just as she passed by Han Zhuoli, her hand was grabbed by him. ”Wait for me!”

Lu Man's palm heated up, but she did not pull her hand away.

The two of them walked towards Han Zhuoli's car and chivalrously Han Zhuoli then opened the door for Lu Man and guided her in.

”If I don't spend some time with you properly, then even if I go back, I won't be able to rest well.” That sentence cut off Lu Man's thoughts of having him go back home and rest alone.

When Lu Man sat into the car, only then did she realize the door Han Zhuoli opened for her was the backseat!

This man, he did not have any good intentions!

Lu Man looked down on herself in her heart, normally she was quite smart, but why was it that whenever she faced Han Zhuoli, she would become dumb!

Meanwhile, Han Zhuoli had already seated himself inside and had closed the car door to stop the cold wind blowing outside to flow into the car.

Originally, when there was just Lu Man in the backseat, there was still a lot of space in the car, but as soon as Han Zhuoli came in, it instantly turned extremely crowded.

Han Zhuoli's movements were well-practiced as he pulled Lu Man into his embrace, ”I'll ask you again, have you missed me?”

His lips were so close to hers such that when he spoke, they seemed to rub against her lips and face, and his minty breath blew on her cheek, making Lu Man feel ablaze on fire all over again with her heart beating rapidly.

”Have you missed me?” Han Zhuoli asked once again.

”I missed you.” Lu Man's eyelashes fluttered, and she was too embarrassed to look at him. She could feel his lips brushing past her cheeks and lips, sometimes giving her a small peck on the lips and the next moment pecking on her cheeks, and now her face also had his scent.