She narrowed her eyes. "You haven't seen me really jealous. I tell you, I am very scary when I am jealous. You better not make me jealous!"
There were no frightening threats in Lu Man's words, but the back of Han Zhuoli's neck turned cold as he listened.
He always felt that if he were to do something to make Lu Man really jealous, he would definitely be digging a big hole, the kind that he could not fill up.
Han Zhuoli was so scared that he quickly hugged Lu Man tightly. "Don't be jealous, don't be jealous. I will not make you jealous in the future."
Lu Man was all smiles as she lay in Han Zhuoli's arms. She buried her face so as not to let Han Zhouli see the sly smile on it after getting her way.
Actually, given this man's level of self-consciousness, how could he make her jealous?
She felt safe regardless of whether he was around her or not. She would never believe that he would let other women get close to him.
