Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

As soon as Han Qilu was about to answer, Han Qilu turned to Basali and said, "He is the housekeeper of our house. As for some of them... they are friends."

The cute boy who had been scorched by Lei's inside and out was completely messed up this time. What do you mean by "a friend you know"? Turning her head to look at An Chuxia, she had a calm look, except for her face pale, nothing abnormal. But too normal means abnormal!

It is obviously the relationship between the fiancé and the fiancée. Even if there is no love between the two people, they should respect each other, right? Han Qilu's image in her mind suddenly fell down and immediately rose up. It is said that the young masters of rich people are all such virtues. Very good, from this moment on, she will strive to become a person like Han Qilu!

But this bad breath is really hard to swallow! Why is this Barcelona **** so close to her eldest fiancé?

"Hello, Miss Barsari, your name is really good! Barsari Barsari is quite familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere." The cute boy raised his hand and touched his chin in a thinking state, and suddenly raised his hand. He stretched out his index finger and pointed at Basari: "The dog of my neighbor is also called Basari!"

"Puff..." An Chuxia couldn't help but smile. As soon as I looked up, I saw Barsari walking here quickly on high heels. She put away her smile and was about to apologize for Meng Xiaonan. Barsari raised her hand and slapped Meng Xiaonan's face.

Slap...slap again! Since entering the Han's door, the words slapped are not uncommon to her! But this time was beaten, but the cute boy.

"Ah! Why are you hitting her?" An Chuxia took a few steps back and pulled Barsari away, his eyes full of anger. Before her mother passed away, she almost regarded Meng Xiaonan as her daughter, and she always regarded her as her younger sister. Now that her mother has passed away, she naturally has to work harder to protect this ‘only relative’.

Putting his arms around his chest, Ling Hanyu looked at all this with ease, and looked at Han Qilu's expression from time to time. His eyes had been fixed on An Chuxia, his sharp eyes seemed to want to see something. But the housekeeper Han saw that Han Qilu hadn't stepped forward to stop him, so he didn't dare to step forward.

"Why? She just called me a dog!" Basali, who was born with a golden spoon, was so ridiculed and ridiculed, but she was naturally angry, but she rushed to beat people.

In her cognition, she is the eldest lady, and the other party is just a friend of the boy who is with her. She doesn't need to think about anything at all.

An Chuxia sneered and stared at Bassari: "Bitch, I tell you, no one can beat her. She called you a dog? No, that's not a scolding, that's still upholding you! You think you have the same face now Is it more noble than a dog?"

Although he went back, An Chuxia didn't rush up and beat him like before. Because she still has some scruples in her heart, looking at the respectful look of Han's housekeeper, this **** should not be a general, if she beats her because of her own impulse, I am afraid it will cause trouble to the Han family. She cannot do this.

"You...you are too much!" Basali's words are poor, her Chinese is not very good, and she doesn't even swear a few words. It is already her limit to understand the words of Meng Xiaonan and An Chuxia. Short of breath, his right hand raised again.