Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

"Master Qilu, why did you come here suddenly?" The head teacher's attitude was obviously a little humble. Han Qilu glanced at the head teacher on the podium, and then his gaze fell to Chuxia's indifferent face.

Her beautiful and soft facial lines are a little tight at this time, but there is no lack of beauty. Like a king, he stepped forward and walked to An Chuxia: "Why hang up my phone."

Note that his sentence is not an interrogative sentence, but a question, there is no lack of majestic questions. When asked by him, An Chuxia's face couldn't help but he couldn't help but clenched his hands tightly into a fist, but his tone was very relaxed: "If I remember correctly, the constitution does not stipulate that I must answer your call. Right?"

An Chuxia's contemptuous tone and indifferent expression completely angered Han Qilu. As soon as he stretched out his hand, under the full view of the class, he tightly pulled An Chuxia's arm and pulled her out of the classroom.

"What are you doing? Let me go! Let go—" An Chuxia shouted loudly, helplessly too weak to break away from his right hand that was as strong as an iron arm. He had no choice but to let him pull his arm until he was pulled onto the roof of the school.

With a strong shake, she was thrown out. If she hadn't caught the railing of the rooftop in a quick and timely manner, she might have been thrown directly from the rooftop.

She clung to the railing in shock, her face pale. The stubborn little face did not leave half a tear. If she died like this, maybe she could see her mother.

Han Qilu knew that with his strength and the speed at which she was thrown out just now, she would never fall off the roof. Of course he wouldn't let her be in front of him so easily, he...reluctant.

However, he must teach her a lesson!

"Next time, if you hang up my phone again, then... the consequences will never be that simple. I will let you... die without a place to bury! Or, let you die. You know, I am a person. , I definitely do what I say!" His tone was arrogant and unbelievable. In fact, he has always been such a person, like the emperor, no one is allowed to despise his authority.

Even if she was in early summer, it was the same!

An Chuxia forced herself, suppressing the raging anger in her chest, and resisted losing her temper at him. Take a deep breath, why do you feel that your breathing is so heavy?

"What are you looking for from me?" Her voice sounded extremely calm, without waves like a stagnant pool. But as it was said in the Korean drama, it is equivalent to ‘shooting a machine gun on a calm lake’.

The people who can come to the rooftops are usually super nobles like Han Qilu, so there are almost no people on the rooftops. Looking around without a trace, there was no one. Han Qilu took a few steps forward and took An Chuxia's hand. She could clearly see that Han Qilu's lips trembled.

"Are you jealous?" Contrary to what An Chuxia thought, Han Qilu didn't show any signs of anger. On the contrary... there was a smile in his eyes that was not obvious but was really there.

If An Chuxia is jealous, then... does it mean that she really likes him too?

Biting her lower lip, An Chuxia's face showed a sneer: "Master, you seem to be too narcissistic, right? If nothing happens, I will go back first, and I will have the next test soon. Up."