So even at this time, she did not dare to show her unhappiness, only carefully trying to protect Han Linkai.
Han Zhuoli took a look at Xia Yixin and directly shoved the little bundle into her arms before bringing Lu Man to a seat.
Lu Man stared at him, not sure whether to laugh or to cry. "He's still young!"
Just a small little bundle, but she can't even carry him?
Of course, Lu Man understood why Han Zhuoli took the little bundle away.
"You can hug only one man, me," Han Zhuoli said very confidently, not at all feeling guilty, his face not turning red.
Lu Man looked at him. He was a grown man who looked mature and steady just now, but in an instant, he became so childish.
But no matter how she looked at it, she felt that he was cute.
Normally, when he was protecting her, he was like a hero that a young girl would fantasize about multiple times.
Protecting her behind his back, keeping her totally safe.
