Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

An Chuxia curled his lips and sighed, just in time to see a taxi stopping in front of him and the passengers inside walking out.

She subconsciously hurriedly pulled Nangong Zifei's hand to get into the car, but she was about to pull his hand away, and Nangong Zifei actually shook her hand away.

Looking at Nangong Zifei in surprise, his expression is complicated. Looking at the taxi, I was rushed to get on the bus.

"Sorry." Nangong Zifei's eyes flashed with regret, and there was also an emotion that An Chuxia couldn't understand: "I just...not used to being touched by others."

The meaning of this sentence is...No one would touch him normally? He is... an alien, right? After An Chuxia scratched his head awkwardly and said "It's okay", the two people waited silently for the bus.

During this period, An Chuxia kept looking at Nangong Zifei from his side. In general, she really thinks that Nangongzi is not this person... it's amazing. When I saw him for the first time, he was covered with blood, and a second before she was messy, he said that the blood was not his. If it’s not his, it’s someone else’s...

But the second time we met, he met her in a luxury car and said that the car was not borrowed. It's not borrowed, it's his own. But when Mingming first met, he couldn't even pay for the car rental.

When we met for the third time, he was about to attend the same high school as her.

Nangong Zifei... is really a mystery.

Sighing, an empty taxi drove up, and two people stopped the car. An Chuxia sent him to the door of Styland College and drove back to Han's house. During the period, Nangongzi had to say nothing, but finally said thank you when he got out of the car.

On the tennis court. Two similar-looking people were sweating profusely. The two had played hundreds of rounds, but they couldn't tell who was at the disadvantage and who was at the advantage.

The cell phone placed aside suddenly rang, Xiao Mingluo was distracted, the tennis hit his forehead, the ball bounced to the ground, rolled off for a few times and then stopped.

"I lost." Xiao Mingluo threw away the racket in his hand, his smile full of helplessness.

"No, you are distracted." Xiao Mingyuan shook his head and threw away the tennis racket in his hand. Upon seeing this, Xiao Mingluo walked to the chair, picked up the phone and pressed the answer button.

An Chuxia’s voice came clearly from the other side of the phone: "I will help you with your affairs. You promised me, you have to promise me one thing, now I remember what I want you to do, and I am ready to fulfill my promise. Right."

Xiao Mingluo glanced at Xiao Mingyuan, he was drinking mineral water. Withdrawing his gaze, he curled up his mouth and said, "Do you want me to meet you now? Huh?"

"Go to your mother!" An Chuxia was furious: "Seriously, I want you to check someone for me. It's Nangong Zifei. It's the transfer student you asked me to pick up. I think he... is very mysterious. ."

"I said, Xiao Chuxia. You didn't become stupid because this transfer school grew up so handsome? If Qilu knew that you were outside and asked me to investigate other men, he would be angry." Xiao Mingluo With that, Xiao Mingyuan raised his head and took a big sip of the mineral water that Xiao Mingyuan handed over.

"Will you help me?!" An Chuxia was obviously angry.

Xiao Mingluo stopped teasing her and said, "Okay, I will report to you when we meet in the evening."

After hanging up the phone, he saw his brother looking at him thoughtfully. Just about to say something, I heard Xiao Mingyuan say this...