The Long-awaited Mr Han

Chapter 2456: Cooking In Personal

Han Zhuoli said, the finger first came to her shoulder, "Are you sore here?"

"It hurts." Lu Man was so bad last night that he felt like he was going to fall.

So both hands grabbed his shoulders unconsciously.

His arms were hanging, stretching, and tightening, and even his shoulders were stiff and painful.

Han Zhuoli squeezed her shoulders, and his neck was relaxed by him.

Lu Man turned his back and Han Zhuoli massaged her back again, even the acupuncture points were accurate.

"The position is accurate, and you have enough strength. It turns out that you are so good at massaging." Lu Man was relaxed, and his comfortable little face was flushed.

"People of the eight major families have to go to Lanshan compound to learn so much one or two hands when they were young." Han Zhuo Li explained with a smile. "The acupuncture points are naturally learned together. Although I haven't studied any massage techniques, I just need to recognize With accurate acupuncture points and good grasp of strength, you can't make a difference. "

After pressing for a while, Lu Man's stomach groaned.

Lu Man was still lying on his stomach at this moment. When his stomach rang, he immediately buried his face in the fluffy and soft pillow.

As a result, Han Zhuoli's light laughter sounded.

Lu Man showed a red face halfway again, "I don't know who made my stomach call?"

"I'm bad, I'm bad." Han Zhuoli quickly said, "You have no energy and don't want to get out of bed, so I'll get you something to eat?"

Lu Man nodded smartly, happy, and suddenly thought of a question, "Will you cook?"

She had never seen Han Zhuoli do anything in the kitchen.

What is there usually, and occasionally she will cook in person, nothing happened to Han Zhuo Li.

"It shouldn't be difficult." Han Zhuo Li frowned slightly. "I searched for recipes on my mobile phone. Although it's noon now, but the two of us just woke up for a while, and couldn't eat any heavy food, just follow breakfast."

Han Zhuo thought, breakfast was not difficult, "I should make it."

"Speaking of which, I haven't eaten what you personally cooked." Lu Man turned around expectantly. "It doesn't have to be complicated, it's simpler."

Even if she wanted something complicated, Han Zhuoli wouldn't.

But Han Zhuo Li was full of confidence, "OK, leave it to me."

So Han Zhuoli got out of bed, took a five-minute shower, and went out wearing home clothes.

Lu Man really wanted to watch it and went to Han Zhuoli for a video call.

It took only two seconds to dial out, and Han Zhuoli picked it up.

Han Zhuoli's smiling face appeared on the screen, and he could see behind him the background of the corridor outside.

"I just got out of the bedroom, do you miss me now?" Han Zhuo Li asked with a smile.

Lu Man didn't deny that he wanted to watch him look like he was cooking.

"I'm in pain now, I don't want to go down, but I want to see how you cook for me." Lu Man lay sideways, more comfortable.

Han Zhuoli saw her face squeezed across the screen, like a pig.

However, Han Zhuoli also secretly talked in his heart, but did not dare to tell Lu Man.

Han Zhuoli hadn't realized yet that he had become unconscious and had become bronchitis.

Hearing that Lu Man wanted to watch his live cooking by video, he went to the study and found the mobile phone holder.

This was used by Lu Man when he was broadcasting a live video with a fan. Right now he can use it.

(End of this chapter)