When she heard Han Zhuoli say that, Lu Man froze for a moment.
However, it was only out of reflex, so she regained her composure very quickly.
Because she trusted Han Zhuoli.
It was mainly because the harm Lu Qi had caused her in her previous life was too great. That was why Lu Man reflexively felt nervous.
It was not because she did not trust Han Zhuoli.
However, even only for a moment, even for a change that did not last longer than a second, Han Zhuoli still felt it.
Han Zhuoli hugged Lu Man tightly and knitted his eyebrows together as he asked, “You don’t trust me?”
“It’s not that,” Lu Man explained. “How can I not trust you? It’s just that I wasn’t prepared to hear this, so I reacted reflexively.”
Han Zhuoli looked into Lu Man’s eyes and knew she was telling the truth.
She really trusted him. It was probably because of what Lu Qi had done in the past that a shadow had been cast in her heart.
So she would subconsciously become nervous.
It had nothing to do with trust.
“If you don’t want to know what motives she has about you, I won’t give her a chance to speak,” Han Zhuoli explained. “Trust me.”
It was rare that without Han Zhuoli initiating, Lu Man just climbed onto his lap and hugged him.
Han Zhuoli would gladly accept his little girl’s hug and seized the chance to hug her tight.
“I know.” Lu Man hugged him around the neck and said, “Of course I believe you.”
Lu Man observed Han Zhuoli’s handsome face carefully. He was so handsome. No matter how she looked at him or how long she looked at him, she would not get tired of him or find any imperfection on his face.
It was fine if he was so handsome, yet he still pampered her so much and was so loyal towards their marriage.
How could she not be nervous about such a fine man?
“Of course I trust you. But it’s also because you’re too good that I am especially nervous about you. You’re so good, I won’t let other people snatch you away. It doesn’t matter how many people want to snatch you away. Even if you ignore them, I can’t let them harbor any thoughts about you,” Lu Man said in a domineering tone.
She cupped his face with both her hands and suddenly felt like playing a prank on him. She suddenly squeezed his face with both hands, turning his handsome face into a pig face.
She looked at him as she squeezed his face and threw herself into a fit of laughter.
Han Zhuoli’s face had been squeezed until his expression was not visible. Only the helpless and indulgent look in his eyes could be seen.
Although he felt helpless, he still let Lu Man ruin his image like this.
His reaction had conversely made Lu Man embarrassed.
She let go of him and stopped making fun of him.
Han Zhuoli did not feel uncomfortable at all. In fact, he felt very comfortable being held by her soft palms.
However, to prevent her from ruining his image further, he quickly held Lu Man’s hands to stop her from being playful.
Han Zhuoli sincerely felt that when he was with Lu Man, he had only this face left that was palatable.
If she played enough with him and had his pig face etched in her mind, what was he supposed to do if he lost his image?
Lu Man felt a little guilty being stared at by him like this. She forced out a laugh as she felt herself becoming weaker and weaker.
“I won’t dare to, I won’t dare to again,” Lu Man quickly said.
Han Zhuoli laughed. He did not even say anything. This lass was so timid!
However, he liked her just how she was.
She was so domineering outside, but in front of him, she was extremely timid.
“You’re so nervous about me now. Is it because He Zhengbai was snatched away by Lu Qi previously?” Han Zhuoli still could not help but ask.
He was not jealous. How could He Zhengbai compare to him?
