Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

An Chuxia glanced at Xiang Mankui with a gentle smile, thinking this woman was really vicious!

Evil is rewarded, it is not that it is not reported, the time is not yet! An Chuxia lowered his head, stopped talking, lowered his head to play with the mobile phone in his hand, and the screen went black and bright, reflecting An Chuxia's somewhat awkward face.

"I do have to hang potions at night, so, housekeeper Han, you accompany sister Chuxia to stroll around." Han Qilu said vaguely while chewing on fleshy bones, but housekeeper Han still listened to it.

Nodded, butler Han put his rough big hand on An Chuxia's small hand, and patted them lightly to show comfort. An Chuxia smiled at the housekeeper Han, resisted tears, swallowed the bitterness in her throat.

Han Qilu actually called her "Sister of Early Summer"...

Taking a deep breath, she told herself that she must be strong! Can't be knocked down easily!

"Shao..." (grandma) Housekeeper Han suddenly realized halfway through the call, and quickly changed his words: "Miss, I'll accompany you later, we will buy some gifts for the master and madam by the way."

"Good." An Chuxia responded gently.

The meal was not very happy. After the meal, Xiang Mankui and Han Qilu returned to the hotel. Xiang Mankui had his own house here, and only waited for Han Qilu to hang up the bottle before going back.

"Young Master, be careful on the road." After Han Qilu and Xiang Mankui got into the car, the housekeeper Han walked to An Chuxia and said: "I will take you for fun, and I will take you back to the hotel when Miss Xiang gets home."

Butler Han was rather childish and amused An Chuxia could not help but laugh, but after the laugh, the feeling of being empty in his chest became more intense. In order not to worry Butler Han, she forced a smile and took the hand of Butler Han and walked down the street: "Where shall we go shopping?"

"Just next to the square just now, there are many shops there, cheap and good." Maybe Han Chuanjia has been here many times, and he took An Chuxia to the square in a familiar way.

Each of the shops here has its own unique decoration. Entering this shop may have a medieval style, but entering that shop suddenly seems to jump to another time and space.

Choosing a lot of things, An Chuxia wanted to carry it by herself, but Butler Han insisted on him to take it, but in the end he couldn't argue, An Chuxia had to give up.

After buying almost everything, in order to kill time, An Chuxia entered a comics shop that was open until the early hours of the morning. As soon as I sat down with the housekeeper Han, the owner thoughtfully offered two cups of coffee. The shopkeeper knew that the two were from China, so he insisted not to collect money from An Chuxia.

An Chuxia doesn't like coffee very much, it tastes too bitter. But they were too embarrassed to refute their kindness, so they took a sip. After taking a sip, I found that American coffee tastes very weak, and she was a little thirsty, so she simply drank other people's coffee as tea.

In fact, she came to the comics shop just to let Housekeeper Han rest. Seeing him carrying all kinds of big bags and small bags An Chuxia was really sorry, but Housekeeper Han insisted on taking it by herself, so she had to find such a place to come in and sit.

Sitting on a wooden bench, there is a quaint breath wafting from the tip of her nose. The owner is a woman in her forties, with a wavy head, her face is peaceful, and she looks very approachable. Her body and mind suddenly relax. .

Seeing that An Chuxia didn't look at the comic book in her hand, but looked at the streets with people passing by through the transparent window, steward Han knew that she must have been thinking of Han Qilu again.

Housekeeper Han secretly sent a text message to the nurse, and the nurse quickly replied that Xiang Mankui was ready to leave. He raised his head and said to An Chuxia, "It's getting late, we should go back."

An Chuxia came back to his senses and nodded to the housekeeper Han.

As soon as she stood up, she suddenly stretched out a hand, and An Chuxia almost threw the comic book in her hand subconsciously, but she managed to control it in time.

"Beautiful lady, this is a beautiful moment that I captured with the lens, and I will give it to you." A foreign man with a polaroid camera in his hand handed over a photo, speaking fluent English.

An Chuxia took the photo. It shows that she is watching the crowds outside in a daze. The photographer's skill is very good, and she takes a beautiful side view.

"You're so beautiful." An Chuxia couldn't help but admire.

Seeing this, the housekeeper Han hurriedly put down what he was holding and took out the money from his wallet.

"No, no, this is what I gave to this beautiful young lady." The foreign man waved his hand and said he didn't: "I wish you a good time in America, goodbye."

"Thank you..." An Chuxia watched the strange foreign man go away, holding the photo sent by the foreign man in her hand, and looked at the housekeeper Han with embarrassment.

Butler Han smiled, went to buy a comic book from the store, put the photo in the comic and handed it to An Chuxia: "Just take this photo as a souvenir."

Saying goodbye to the enthusiastic comic shop proprietress, they stopped the taxi back to the hotel. Two people stood in the lobby one after another waiting for the elevator to come down, but the person who came out of the elevator that came down was Xiang Mankui.

Seeing that it was An Chuxia, Xiang Mankui was also taken aback, and then said to An Chuxia: "Can we two have a chat?"

Looking at the housekeeper Han who came up behind him, An Chuxia smiled at him and said: "Housekeeper Han, you go up first, I will come up soon."

Butler Han was sent to the elevator, and the two sat down on the sofa in the lobby.

"I believe you should guess what I wanted to say." Xiang Mankui pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, skillfully bit it in his mouth and lit it. The **** of the cigarette flickered and dimmed, causing An Chuxia to have a headache.

"Sorry, you probably overestimated me, I don't know what you want to say." An Chuxia turned her head, the choking smoke made her hard to breathe.

Hearing An Chuxia's words, Xiang Mankui sneered, and said in a bad tone: "Since you said that, I'll just point it. Stay away from my Qilu!"

The sound was a little loud, and everyone in the lobby looked sideways.

An Chuxia also sneered, then turned to look at Xiang Mankui: "I don't know how you said'Han Qilu is yours'. That's right, he has amnesia, but no one else has amnesia. . And there is one thing I have been imagining."

Xiang Mankui raised his chin proudly, and said contemptuously: "Imagine what?"

"Imagine what Qilu will do to you after recovering his memory." An Chuxia stood up and looked down at Xiang Mankui: "At that time, you will be nothing!"

After speaking, she raised her foot and left, not wanting to see this woman for another second!

Xiang Mankui was so angry at An Chuxia's words that he stood up and shouted to An Chuxia's back: "You are nothing now! You will be nothing in the future!"

Ignoring Man Kui's words behind him, An Chuxia went straight to the elevator. At this moment, the elevator was very empty, and the elevator door opened as soon as he pressed the upper key. She quickly entered the elevator and finally cut off Xiang Mankui's voice.

The elevator was empty, and the big mirror reflected her haggard face at the moment. She patted her face and forced herself to cheer up.

As long as she thinks of her memories, she is full of positive energy! She must cheer up!

Walking out of the elevator door, Housekeeper Han had been waiting there. Seeing An Chuxia came out, he quickly greeted him and asked with concern: "Miss, are you okay? What did Miss Xiang tell you?"

"What else can you say, let me stay away from Qilu." An Chuxia smiled lightly: "Don't worry, housekeeper Han, I won't be stimulated by Xiang Mankui."

As they talked, they walked through the long carpeted corridor to An Chuxia's room.

"Oh! You don't know Miss Xiang, she worked hard in the entertainment circle in her early years. If you play any conspiracy and tricks, you will definitely not be able to play with her, so I am worried!" said the housekeeper Han, opening the door with her room key. , Take An Chuxia in.

The presidential suite was clean and meticulous in everything. She walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, watched the feasting and greenery downstairs, and sighed heavily.

"Housekeeper Han, you said, what if I can't hold on? I'm so tired now..."

After hearing no response for a long time, but hearing the sound of footsteps, An Chuxia turned around suspiciously and faced Han Qilu's eyes.

"Where is housekeeper Han?" Han Qilu held a sling in his left hand and held a bottle in his right hand. He was also wearing a blanket. Because of Han Qilu's movements, the blanket was about to fall to the ground.

"Why did you come here like this?" An Chuxia hurriedly walked over, helped Han Qilu pull the blanket, and took over Han Qilu's bottle. Due to the height problem, An Chuxia had to hold it high to prevent the blood from returning to the hand holding the bottle.

The appearance of her holding the bottle aloft made Han Qilu stunned for a moment. I thought, this little sister can take care of others...

But he quickly recovered and looked around, "Isn't Steward Han here with you?"

"He was still here just now." An Chuxia looked away from Han Qilu's hand holding the needle, and shouted, "Housekeeper Han?"

"Eh!" The kitchen door was suddenly opened, and the head of the housekeeper Han stuck out, and then the housekeeper Han pushed his waist and the door was opened. I saw a cup of freshly ground soy milk in his hand.

When I walked out, I saw Han Qilu. Butler Han was puzzled: "Master, why are you here?"

"I asked the nurse to go home. Now that the bottle is hung up, I remembered that I would not pull out the needle." This was just an excuse Han Qilu casually found. He felt that the nurse was too annoying to stand by, so he asked the nurse to go home early. Later, a person was bored and bored in the room. Knowing that Butler Han and An Chuxia were here, they were ready to come and drop in.

Butler Han looked at the hanging bottle, and there was more than half of it, so he let Han Qilu sit in the living room for a while, and then pulled out the needle after the salt water was finished. He used the shelf for the hanging bottle by himself. After all, holding the bottle like An Chuxia is not an option. .

In the huge room, Han Qilu and An Chuxia were the only two people at a time. Watching the traffic underneath, An Chuxia only hoped that time would be frozen forever.