"I'll fill up your other stomach first," Han Zhuoli said coyly.
Lu Man whimpered a little. Very quickly, she couldn't even protest and soon she didn't even have the strength to kick him either.
Finally, after a long while, Lu Man felt like she would almost die now, her body was completely exhausted and so, Lu Man sprawled on the bed. Right now, she was so furious that she really wanted to kick Han Zhuoli off the bed.
Han Zhuoli didn't want her to be furious at him and hurriedly tried to explain. "I didn't mean it on purpose. I really just missed you too much."
Seeing that Lu Man didn't say anything, Han Zhuoli pondered for a while and said again, "Look, you've been gone for filming for two months and you finally came back after so long, but then you became busy preparing for your exam, I didn't even…"
"I'm hungry," Lu Man grumbled unhappily. Remembering about recent Han Zhuoli's trap, she hurriedly added, "My stomach is hungry."
