108 Han Zhuoli's Eyes Warmed Up Even More And His Smile Deepened, "Then Say It Once For Me To Hear?"

"She was under the illusion that I was fine with her calling me that, but did you even hear me respond to her at all?" Han Zhuoli's rested his well toned and strong forearms on his separated long legs, and then he suddenly leaned over.

Even though they were separated by a coffee table, Lu Man was still so nervous that her heart skipped a beat.

Although Han Zhouli had just leaned across the table, Lu Man felt as if he was very close to her.

Han Zhouli's actions had left Lu Man's mind completed muddled. But now, that she slowly thought about what Han Zhouli said, it seemed like it Han Zhouli really did not respond to Dai Yiran at all.

"How about you call me and see if I respond to you?" Han Zhuoli suddenly lowered his voice.