314: Darling, Hubby, Zhuoli<em>—</em>Take Your Pick

Darling, Hubby, Zhuoli<em>—</em>Take Your Pick

Lu Man nodded. "I think that acting is pretty interesting. I'm not thinking of becoming an idol or celebrity, I just want to improve my acting skills. I've realised that working in this field is rather challenging. There are plenty of possibilities." 1

"All's good as long as you like it," Xia Qingwei didn't have any opinion against it.

In the evening, as Han Zhuoli was about to leave, Lu Man walked him to the carpark downstairs.

"I've already contacted the school for you. You can start school in summer of the next year. You'll be starting directly your 2nd year," Han Zhuoli said.

Lu Man stopped by the side of his car. "Can I start school in the second semester of the first year after the winter break? After all, I've studied one year less than others, I would miss out on learning a lot of things. If I start one semester earlier, I can take about half a year to catch up on the content from the previous semester, just in case I can't catch up in the second year.'

"Sure, I'll let the school know. It's perfect that Greedy Wolf Operation would hit theatres during the Chinese New Year period. If you start school after the new year, your chances will be pretty good," Han Zhuoli said.

Suddenly, the gaze of the man who was still just talking about serious matters started burning brighter and brighter. What was going on?

Lu Man wittingly scooted slightly to the side, but Han Zhuoli was one step ahead and pressed her onto the car door.

"Finally, You've come back. Yet I haven't even had the chance to hug you today," Han Zhuoli lowered his voice

There was a little huskiness and roughness in his deep voice. Amidst the darkness of the night, it felt a little sexy.

A month had passed by with Lu Man filming and it was already winter in B City and at night it was freezing cold.

The cold winter breeze hit Lu Man's face. It seemed to make her complexion even paler, almost making her beautiful pale skin translucent.

Han Zhuoli's finger touched the back of Lu Man's smooth hand. Then, he grabbed her hand and placed it in the pocket of his coat.

The originally frozen cold hand instantly warmed up in his pocket.

As if he didn't know what 'cold' was, Han Zhuoli hugged her waist with both arms and warmed her cold lips with his kiss.

"Brother Han…" Lu Man almost wanted to remind him that they were still out in public after all.

However, as the weather got colder, a lot of people didn't go out at. Nonetheless, she still felt uncomfortable.

"Call me Zhuoli. Just my first name, no last name," Han Zhuoli bit her lips lightly as he said lowly.

His hot breath blew on her lips. In such a weather, it was exceptionally warm.

Lu Man mumbled, "You're so much older than me, I can't call you that."

Han Zhuoli, "…"

Is this brat despising that I am too old?

Angrily pressing his hand against Lu Man's lower back, he pressed her into his embrace. "My age might be greater than yours, but I have something else that's even bigger."

Lu Man's hand in his pocket trembled slightly. Why was this man suddenly starting to flirt?

It was as if the night he had gone to the small town in South Yunnan had opened a gate to a whole new world where he would just come at her so strongly.

Suddenly, Han Zhuoli lifted her up in his arms, swept Lu Man's feet off the ground.

At the same time, she was pressed her against the car door.

"Shall we… go into the car first?"

"No. We'll only go in after you call me Zhuoli," Han Zhuoli was rather stubborn about it.

Lu Man: "…"

"Darling, Hubby, Zhuoli—take your pick," Han Zhuoli said once more.

"…" Lu Man mumbled, "You are much older than me. Calling you by your name makes me feel like I'm not respecting you."

"How could you still try to fool me!" Han Zhuoli directly pinched her waist. It wasn't painful; instead, it felt like an electric shock, the spot buzzing with heat.

How could he not understand this brat?

Right from the start, she was already calling him "Han Zhuoli", yet now…

"Or maybe, just like the first time in the hotel, you can just call me 'Li'." Just even thinking about it left Han Zhuoli excited. Back then, when this brat had called him 'Li', his legs had really gone weak.

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