Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

Han Qilu glanced lightly at the photo in the frame on the wall, a stream of light glided across the corner of his eye, turned his head and glanced at An Chuxia and said, "The picture is good."

"Huh?" Her face flashed in puzzlement, surprise, and shock. There are pictures of kissing girls in the lobby of the house. Wouldn't he feel uncomfortable? How do you think he should react bigger than her? It's actually like that... with a plain expression of praise that this photo was taken well? Sinister! It's just deliberately subverting her worldview!

Seeing Han Qilu not only not angry, but rather happy, Jiang Yuan is happy, and the corner of her mouth is raised like a child coquettishly on An Chuxia said: "Little Chuxia, you call me mommy! Even if I beg you... …"

She was immediately covered with black lines, Han Qilu really has a wonderful mother! She didn't speak for a long time because she didn't know whether to agree or not. In a blink of an eye, Han Qilu was already up the stairs. She stared at Han Qilu from the back with tears. The one who killed Qiandao didn't help her escape the trouble! Sinister!

Seeing An Chuxia did not speak, Jiang Yuanyuan's mouth pursed, and her eyes immediately turned red. He said with an aggrieved face: "Your father was on a business trip again today. He was already depressed. You still treat them like this. Don't live anymore! It's not a good life!"

Jiang Yuanyuan was crying, and the maids next to each other looked at each other, trying to suppress the thought of wanting to laugh, and deliberately looked away. Otherwise you have to laugh out loud. In the past, when the wife wanted the young master's help, she cried to death like this. The young master is most afraid of this trick. Although she knows that she won't really go to death, who can watch her mother cry in front of her?

An Chuxia's mouth twitched, and she was silent for three seconds: "Mummy..."

"That's right!" Jiang Yuanyuan wiped out her tears, where could there be a hint of crying? Pulling An Chuxia to sit down on the sofa, she decided to have a heart-to-heart talk with her daughter-in-law tonight!

The lights in the hall were dim, and An Chuxia was pulled by Jiang Yuanyuan and sat on the sofa and talked freely for more than an hour. From poems and songs to the philosophy of life, and then from the philosophy of life to the values ​​of the world's future. In short, she has a profound understanding of what a writer is from her bones! Just a few words can also involve the issue of China and Japan on the Diaoyu Islands.

"I think we, China, must not give up the Diaoyu Islands, otherwise the people in the world will not laugh to death? Do you think it is Xiao Chuxia?" Jiang Yuanyuan bit the apple annoyed, and even chewed it straight away. Swallowed it.

An Chuxia nodded in cooperation. Before she talked about Sino-U.S. relations from China-Japan relations, An Chuxia interrupted Jiang Yuanyuan aloud: "That's what, auntie...No! Mommy, let's talk about what is right now. For example, about your job? I only know that your job is a writer, but I don’t know anything else."

She would rather talk about the immediate matter than that of other international relations. Even talking to her about academic issues is better than talking about the reality of the Diaoyu Islands! Anyway, no one knows what the leaders of the country want to do. She has nothing to do with this innocent civilian!

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