Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

The good smell of men's perfume on Han Qilu made her so fascinated. She greedily wanted to keep this posture forever and didn't want to let it go.

Then, he and himself were destined not to be a person in the world. Han Qilu...the future heir of the dignified Han Group. And she is just an ordinary girl who wants to be admitted to a prestigious university and then become a teacher who can be respected.

There will be no future between them.

These thoughts came out almost at the same time. She gritted her teeth and pushed Han Qilu away to adjust her posture, with a calm and calm expression on her face. He glanced at the housekeeper Han, then nodded to Shang Han Qilu's eyes and said, "I'm fine, thank you."

Since meeting Han Qilu, whenever she makes a fool of herself or makes trouble, he is always the first one to appear. And today, the same is true.

Condensing the turbulent waves in her heart, she retracted her gaze and dropped her gaze out of the car window. Looking at the trees on both sides of the road that was receding outside the car window, she couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing her like this, Han Qilu didn't speak any more, but he couldn't stand his favorite racing magazine anymore. Turning his head to look at her, he couldn't help showing a trace of concern.

Seeing all this in the eyes of Basali, that is to wait to swallow An Chuxia. Gritting her teeth tightly, the jealousy in her chest seemed to burn herself.

"It's okay." Housekeeper Han breathed a sigh of relief, and when he turned around, he accidentally caught a glimpse of Basari. Then I remembered that there was Barsari, and hurriedly asked: "Miss Barsari, are you okay?"

She had clearly warned Housekeeper Han that he would call her Young Lady or Young Grandma in the future, but the old guy was actually called Mrs. An Chu Xia. She couldn't help it, her eyebrows changed, and her face suddenly became pale.

I don't know how she did it. There were beads of sweat on her forehead, and a layer of mist appeared in her eyes. With a sad expression: "My hand seems to have been twisted just now..."

The housekeeper Han was so scared that he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Are you okay? Where did you twist your hand? Do you want to go to the hospital?" You know, he came to the Han family for so long. He has never hurt a guest of the Han family, can he not worry?

She was very satisfied with the nervous expression of Han butler, and turned her face slightly to find that Han Qilu was looking at her. She even frowned and said, "I don't know where it was twisted, but it hurts!"

At the beginning, Han Qilu really thought she had twisted her hand, but from her slightly proud eyes, he guessed at a glance that she must be acting. Suddenly the wind became lighter, and even the expression was somewhat contemptuous.

"That should just be a bruise. When you get there, just ask the servant to take the medicine box to disinfect your hands." Han Qilu said lightly, then turned his head to look at the housekeeper Han, his eyes were unfathomable: "Driving Yeah, it's all right."

Hearing what Han Qilu said, if Han Qilu wanted to mention it, he still sent Basali to the hospital. But as soon as he raised his eyes, he noticed that Han Qilu's eyes were a little tough, and he immediately understood. He stopped talking and started the car, and the car re-entered the flow of traffic.