If You Push Me Too Far, I'll Take You Home Right Away

Han Zhouli raised his hand and softly caressed her hair. Resting his hand on the back of her head, he moved closer to her.

Lu Man saw that Han Zhuoli was smiling so gently, "When I first saw you, didn't you make use of me? Just sly like a fox. The first time I saw you, I already knew that you were scheming, isn't it? But I still liked you. I like how you are kind but know when to stop and how you have the potential but you don't harm people. I like how you boast about your intelligence, keeping your edge while moving forward steadily."

Actually, after asking that question, Lu Man was worried sick.

She was anxious, fretting that Han Zhuoli might not like that part of her.

But now she knew that she had been worried for nothing.

This man, he always made her feel safe and secure.

Looking at Han Zhouli in the eyes, Lu Man could not help get immersed in his gentle and serious eyes.

How could he be this good?