Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

After finishing his emotions, he came to Jiang Yuanyuan's bedroom. Seeing her empty-handed, Jiang Yuanyuan couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Didn't we go and get the notebook to watch the movie? But, what about the notebook?"

Frowning in distress, she actually forgot this completely! Biting her lower lip, she pretended to easily close the bedroom door and came to Jiang Yuanyuan's bed to sit down: "I checked the time, it's too late, and we won't be able to get up tomorrow."

"That's what I said." Jiang Yuanyuan nodded: "Then let's turn off the lights and chat for a while!"

Fortunately, Jiang Yuanyuan didn't talk to her about Japan or Diaoyu Islands this time. Instead, she said something to let her go to Ling's house not to be too cautious, and to call back often. While talking, Jiang Yuanyuan fell asleep.

He faintly raised the corners of his mouth and said softly in his heart: Thank you, Mommy.

The next day came soon, putting on Stylan's uniform, and she felt a little trance at that moment. Why is there such a sad feeling? Jiang Yuanyuan had already gotten up long ago. She walked out of the bedroom and came to the hall, only to see Basali sitting there and having breakfast with Han Qilu talking and laughing.

Tightening the collar, she just walked over and Jiang Yuanyuan came out of the kitchen with a smile on her face and said: "Baby Xiaochuxia, I made this breakfast by myself, I must go with a grateful heart. Eat it."

An Chuxia nodded and sat down in an empty seat. Sitting diagonally across from Han Qilu, Basali sat directly across from her. Seeing An Chuxia's eyes flashed with disgust, but it was only that moment. He curled up his mouth and smiled sweetly and said to An Chuxia: "I would like to take care of you from now on, elementary school girl."

She then noticed that Barsari was wearing the Styland Academy uniform. The eyebrows immediately frowned, and this **** went to Styland? Fuck...

Also a primary school girl, your sister! She narrowed her eyes displeasedly, looked at her chin, and said softly, "I'm going to class in China, do you understand what the teacher says?"

Basali's face changed, and she only said: "You don't need to bother with the school girl, Qilu will help me make up the lesson."

"Puff..." The milk she had just held in her mouth suddenly sprayed onto the table. The housekeeper Han on the side took the tissue and handed it back to her in cooperation, and wiped the corners of her mouth. An Chuxia's eyes were full of smiles: "Well, then you have to study hard, senior sister."

Let people with zero scores in general subjects make up lessons for themselves, Basali, you are really humorous.

Of course Han Qilu knew why she squirted milk suddenly, and her eyes became more tender. He is absolutely sure that An Chuxia will always come to him. Even if she didn't say apologize, as long as she came to find herself, then he would not care about anything. After all, he was originally a generous person. ==

Basali didn't know that Han Qilu scored zero every time in the test, so naturally she was puzzled by An Chuxia's actions. In a contemptuous tone, he said to An Chuxia: "How can I spray milk on the table? This action is too..."

"I think Miss Barsari, you should take care of yourself first. In the early summer of our family, it is impossible for anyone to make irresponsible remarks." Jiang Yuanyuan said at the right time and gave Barsari a fiercely stare.

At this time, a servant hurried in, leaned in the ear of the housekeeper Han and said a few words softly, then stepped back and went out again. Housekeeper Han glanced at An Chuxia, who was eating, and then looked back and lowered his head again, as if he was hesitant to speak.