Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

Seeing Han Qilu coming, it was not An Chuxia who was most surprised. The other two people were obviously more surprised than An Chuxia. Meng Xiaonan's first reaction when he saw Han Qilu was to rub his eyes to confirm whether his eyes were dysfunctional or dazzling.

After confirming that she was not mistaken, the cute boy turned her gaze on An Chuxia. She lowered her voice and bent into An Chuxia's ear and said, "Didn't he remember you? Why would he come to see you?"

Meng Xiaonan asked her this question, but she didn't know. Who would she ask? ! An Chuxia had to shook her head, indicating that she didn't know either.

"Why are you here?" Han Qilu was holding a big watermelon in his hand, wearing a famous brand, but it seemed a bit discordant. And he said this to Liu Dongyu.

This makes An Chuxia feel strange. Didn’t Steward Han say that the Han family didn’t even know about Liu Dongyu’s existence? Then how did Han Qilu know Liu Dongyu?

Obviously Liu Dongyu didn't know why Han Qilu Master Han knew him. He almost never appeared in front of Han Qilu. Memories are like a slow tide, which is suffocating and makes people stronger.

"Dad won't come to pick you up after school in the future. You follow this road and go back to the rental house. When you are hungry, go to the fast food restaurant opposite the rental house to eat." The young version of the housekeeper Han faced a teenage boy. Said the boy.

The little boy has big docile eyes. When he looks at the housekeeper Han, his eyes are pitiful, but he has a bit of natural fear. He obviously has an unknown fear of this man.

"Why didn't Dad come to pick me up?" The younger Liu Dongyu squeezed a face and asked courageously: "Dad doesn't want Dongyu anymore?"

"Why would Dad not want Dongyu?" The housekeeper Han smiled bitterly: "Dad has a lot of work to be busy. From now on, Master Qilu will be picked up by Dad himself. The journey is not long. You will go home by yourself in the future. Be fun, do your homework when you get home. You can play after you finish your homework. If you have anything, go to Aunt Wang next door."

Liu Dongyu nodded sensibly, and tightened the bag on his back: "When will Dongyu meet Dad?"

Steward Han was taken aback, squatted down in front of Liu Dongyu, and sorted out Liu Dongyu's school uniform: "Dad will come to see you whenever he is free. Remember not to tell your classmates that Dad is the housekeeper of the Han family, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."

"Dongyu knows." Liu Dongyu nodded, like a stray roadside wild cat, arousing love. But Steward Han could not stay here any longer.

After getting in the car, Housekeeper Han did not forget to tell Liu Dongyu: "If you don't have money, go to the bank to get it. Do you remember the password?"

"Remember." Liu Dongyu responded to Butler Han, but the car was already far away. He stood there watching the steward Han's car drifting away, then drove into a corner, never seeing it again. He moved in his heart and hurriedly chased him out, but where can I find the car of the Korean butler in the traffic?

Liu Dongyu, who was still in elementary school, carried a big schoolbag, and walked alone to the rental house. The street lights stretched his figure so long, like a stilt circus performer, which seemed quite funny to others.

Little Liu Dongyu was going home after dinner alone at the fast food restaurant opposite the rental house. Butler Han had already greeted the owner of the fast food restaurant. Seeing that Liu Dongyu was going home, he chased after him and handed a box of milk to remind: "Your father asked me to remind you that you should finish your homework before you go home and go to bed early at night."

"I see, thank you Uncle." Liu Dongyu took the milk politely, turned around and walked back to the rental house alone. Behind him came the employees of the fast food restaurant discussing his voice, with pity in his tone, which made him quicken his pace and did not want to hear those words of pity.

The sensible Liu Dongyu went home to do his homework, and went to watch TV on the sofa in the living room. There were funny cartoons on the TV, but he couldn't get in at all.

He looked at the dark night outside the window faintly, really wanting to be the master Qilu in his father's mouth, so that his father could be by his side all day. But at a young age, he is already very mature in his heart, and he can already see the so-called "destiny" in his trance.

Fate made him come to this prosperous city and see the grand scene he had never seen before. And destiny also allowed him to live in this not-small but extremely deserted rental house.

The reason why Han Qilu recognizes Liu Dongyu is not because Han Qilu knows Liu Dongyu’s identity, but because Liu Dongyu, after knowing the elementary school where Han Qilu is studying, will run to Han Qilu’s elementary school at the speed of light every day after school, taking this opportunity to take a peek at his stepfather. ——Although he did not give him too much affection, he gave him a stable life for his gambling father.

But the chances of seeing housekeeper Han are very rare. The elementary school where the two are located is a long distance away. Often when Liu Dongyu ran to the door of Han Qilu's elementary school out of breath, the school gate was closed.

It is precisely because of this that Liu Dongyu has developed a bad habit-skipping classes.

He would secretly escape the last class, use this time to run to Han Qilu's school gate, hide in a corner, secretly watch his father get off a luxury car, respectfully holding a man who is about his age The teenager got into the car, and then drove away in the luxury car.

This situation continued until high school. When Han Qilu was in elementary school, he accidentally saw a boy crying when he watched himself and Han Guan squatting in the corner. That boy is Liu Dongyu.

Until high school, he had rarely seen Liu Dongyu's figure, but he had always been very impressed with that inexplicable teenager Han Qilu. Therefore, even though Liu Dongyu had three studs in each ear and his hair was dyed colorful, Han Qilu still recognized him at a glance.

But looking at Liu Dongyu’s shocked expression, he obviously didn’t know that Master Qilu would recognize him. He pointed his finger at his nose with a dazed expression: "Am I?"

"I have seen you." Han Qilu seemed to feel wrong after speaking, and added: "Many times."

"He is Han Guanjia's son." Seeing their delicate atmosphere, An Chuxia quickly introduced.

Han Qilu had no impression of the fact that Housekeeper Han had a son. He walked a little into the ward and asked in a dull voice, "Is this also coming out of my amnesia in the past few months?"

pop up? Then he "emerged" to Han Qilu?

An Chuxia only felt a little suffocated in her chest, but she replied in a deep voice, "No, I also learned that Steward Han has a son today.

The cute boy standing beside him felt a little embarrassed. In order to resolve the embarrassment, he quickly pointed to the big watermelon in Han Qilu's hand and asked, "Master Qilu, why are you holding a big watermelon?"

At this time, Han Qilu remembered the reason why he came to the hospital. He was about to cut the watermelon. He saw several pieces of watermelon with flowers on the small table of An Chuxia's hospital bed, his eyes darkened. He didn't want to stay at home and was bored. Xiang Mankui had just returned to China and returned to her hometown. He couldn't come back for a while. He could only drive around by himself, and when he saw someone selling watermelons, he picked the largest one and sent it to the hospital.

Han Qilu's face looked even worse when asked by the cute boy. He put the watermelon on the ground and said, "Bring a watermelon on the way."

But the reality is that the place where he bought watermelons is more than half an hour's drive from the city center hospital. In addition, the downtown area is more crowded and there are more traffic lights. It took him more than an hour to get to the hospital. There is no way to stop.

He didn't know why he said that, but he said that.

"Thank you..." An Chuxia said thank you, only to realize that the words "thank you" need to be used between them. This is a silent distance.

"Ah! Look at me confused, Master Qilu, sit down, it must be very hot outside, let's leave after a while." Meng Xiaonan held a stool for Han Qilu rather dogmatically.

Han Qilu didn't wonder why Meng Xiaonan knew him. Seeing her in Stylan's school uniform, it didn't need to say everything, but he still sat down politely and asked, "Are you a friend of Chuxia?"

There was a cry from the early summer, even he didn't realize that he called it very smoothly.

As soon as the question was asked, Meng Xiaonan was immediately convinced that Han Qilu had really amnesia, even she did not remember.

"I was my sister in the early summer, and I hope you will take care of her a lot in the future." Han Qilu said subconsciously, but he changed his face when he noticed that Meng Xiaonan's voice fell.

Although she has always been afraid of Han Qilu, this time she gave it up for An Chuxia! I mustered up the courage to look at Han Qilu and said, "Aren’t we dating Master Qilu in early summer? Why did you become a younger sister after returning from the United States? In order to save you in early summer, I found you in the wild forest all day and night. , In the end she herself was unconscious."

As soon as Meng Xiaonan mentioned this matter, Han Qilu couldn't help but remember the picture on the news that he found yesterday when he used Jiang Yuanyuan's tablet to search for things about An Chuxia. The camera was given a close-up. At that time, An Chuxia was wounded and exhausted, and she was in a coma in her arms.

His heart moved, but Xiang Mankui took care of himself when he was in the United States.

damn it! How could he think of women other than Xiang Mankui? Han Qilu wanted to give himself a slap. He raised his eyes and said coldly to Meng Xiaonan, "I am very grateful to her, so I treat her as a younger sister, but that's a thing of the past."

That's a thing of the past...

These words echoed in An Chuxia's mind, but this time she didn't cry anymore, instead the corners of her mouth rose slightly, her expression extremely stubborn.

"Meng Xiaonan, don't say believe it or not... Master Qilu finally came to the hospital, don't just tell him what he doesn't like to hear."

These words seemed to be sarcastic, it seemed that Han Qilu's jaw was tight, and he didn't say anything for a while. Subconsciously, he felt that he owed An Chuxia, but besides the debt, there was a strange emotion, and he couldn't tell what it was.