Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

The alarm clock jingled constantly, and the **** the bed turned around to help. In the end, she couldn't beat the persistence of the alarm clock. She got up in a daze and slammed her pillow on the floor: "Go to hell!"

Who knew that the door was suddenly opened at this time, and what Han Qilu saw was An Chuxia, who was unaware of her unknowingly with her shoulders half exposed, sitting on the bed with messy hair and smashing rag dolls and pillows.

After a slight shock, the corners of his mouth suddenly turned up, and some mocking words slowly floated out of his mouth in the calm: "Yo, do you use violence early in the morning? Tyrant Wolf sister?"

An Chuxia, who was originally asleep, half-awake and half-dreaming, woke up completely when she heard the words'tyrant wolf sister'. Facts have proved that the deterrence of these four words is greater than an alarm clock. He opened his eyes suddenly, and what came into view was Han Qilu's unlucky face! Sin, why is Han Qilu the first person to see early in the morning?

"It's really early to get up today..." Han Qilu raised his eyebrows and continued, "The servants are all preparing lunch."

After tidying up his clothes, An Chuxia jumped off the bed and pressed the alarm clock on the desk first. The room was immediately quieter... She adjusted the alarm clock to nine o'clock in the morning, and it was almost ten o'clock now. This **** alarm clock was actually not tired after ringing for an hour! Really served!

Ignoring Han Qilu who was standing at the door, she walked into the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth. Without combing her hair, she found a rubber band and tied it up. Seeing her anxious look, Han Qilu finally couldn't help but walked up to her and said, "Don't you think it's Monday today?"

I walked to the desk and turned on the power button of the notebook. I raised my eyes and glanced at him faintly: "Only a stupid donkey thinks that today is Monday. Master stupid donkey, please go down and get a breakfast for me. I will be grateful to you. of."

Seeing An Chuxia sitting down directly in front of the computer, Han Qilu frowned and looked unhappy. Are computer games more attractive than the future heir to the dignified Han Group? However, it is a miracle that she would be addicted to online games. Posing his lips, even though it was unpleasant, he turned around obediently and went out for breakfast.

Jiang Yuanyuan stayed up late last night to write a manuscript, and still hasn't gotten up yet. When Han Qilu took breakfast and went upstairs, he happened to see Jiang Yuanyuan coming down from the third floor.

"Son, good morning, do you know how many words I wrote last night, your mother? I did..." Han Qilu brushed past her without even looking at her. With the corner of her mouth pursed, she ran to the lobby on the first floor with tears and eyes, picked up the phone and was about to call Han Liuhai. The dead son ignored her! She wants Han Liuhai to come back and train him to death!

An Chuxia in the room opened her eyes wide, and was surprised to see that her novel was actually in the new original recommendation on the homepage! Also put on a beautiful cover. She remembers that she didn't care about it at all yesterday. I hurriedly clicked into my own article and saw that there were more than 100 comments in the comment area. One of them attracted her attention.

Editor-in-Chief of Bookshelf.com: Hello, late summer, the content of your novel is very comedic and developmental. It is highly recommended that the first-level new original novel on the homepage is recommended. Regarding the follow-up development and signing, please add my QQ "XXXXXX".

I blinked my eyes in disbelief and looked at the comments again. There was a large part of the protagonist who scolded the heroine for being brain-dead, and didn't know that the heroine liked her.

Are you kidding me, saying she is a brain disabled? She wrote about her life after she entered the Han family. Of course, the actor was the demon Han Qilu. Of course, all she used in the novel was a pseudonym.

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