Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

"Dongyu..." Butler Han drove the car and couldn't look away, but from the voice, it could be heard that Butler Han wanted to reprimand Liu Dongyu.

Han Qilu sat behind with Erlang's legs swayed, and spoke for Liu Dongyu: "Uncle Liu, don't talk about Dongyu, this tea egg is not tasty at first, and even if it is not tasty, you will eat it if you are not careful. Choked to death, right, Dong Woo?"

During this period, Liu Dongyu did not speak. An Chuxia thought he was really retching in order to cooperate with Han Qilu, but after Han Qilu finished speaking, Liu Dongyu made a few more retching sounds.

Even if I cooperated with Han Qilu just now, I don't need to continue to cooperate now.

An Chuxia felt something wrong in her heart, so she stood up slightly, lowered her head and leaned forward to Liu Dongyu and asked, "Dongyu, what's wrong with you?"

"I think it's a bit... vomit... (uncomfortable before the three words were uttered, he made this sound again.

"Housekeeper Han, stop quickly, Dongyu has motion sickness!" An Chuxia realized that Liu Dongyu was not pretending to be nauseous, but that he really felt sick because of motion sickness.

At this moment, the car was not far from the school. Butler Han stopped the car on the side of the road. After the car stopped on the side of the road, Liu Dongyu immediately opened the door and rushed out, leaning on a street light pole and vomiting wildly.

"It turned out to be really vomiting..." Han Qilu suddenly realized that he took the tea egg in his hand and looked at it, stretched out his hand and handed it to An Chuxia: "It seems that this thing is really not eatable. You like it so much. I gave it to you. !"

"I don't want it. Mommy gave you this. You have to eat it. Don't waste Mommy's kindness." An Chuxia said earnestly, turning around and seeing a few boxes of toilet paper in the trunk of the car, she quickly opened the door. Go to the trunk to get the paper.

He didn’t use the paper to wipe himself. An Chuxia walked to Liu Dongyu who was about to vomit with a box of tissues, and asked with concern: “It’s okay, Dongyu? Can I still take a car? Here, tissues”

There are many people suffering from motion sickness, but it is relatively rare for a young man to vomit like this. An Chuxia asked, handing over a tissue, and with the other hand, he stroked Liu Dongyu's back to help him get along.

"I'm fine, thank you." Liu Dongyu wiped his mouth with a tissue, his face looked very pale.

"Oh, by the way, I'll get you water..." An Chuxia turned around and almost ran into the housekeeper Han who was walking over with the mineral water.

"My grandmother, you'd better get back to the car. I'll be here." Butler Han said embarrassedly, "I really trouble you."

"What's the trouble with this, then you are here, I'll get back in the car first." An Chuxia nodded to the steward Han before turning back to the car.

But the atmosphere in the car seemed a bit wrong. As soon as I sat in An Chuxia, I felt the low pressure on Mo Zifei. This made her a little bit confusing. This boy seemed to be born with a sense of oppression. When he was upset, the people around would automatically dare not laugh in front of him.

"You have a good relationship with that Liu Dongyu?" Han Qilu frowned slightly, looking very unhappy, but his eyes fell on Liu Dongyu who was not far from the car.

Han Qilu's displeasure comes from Liu Dongyu? Then why speak coldly to her.

An Chuxia glanced lightly and replied: "It's not very familiar, what's wrong?"

"I'm not familiar with you as good to him as before? What if he misunderstands that he likes you? Explain how troublesome it will be!"

As Han Qilu said, seeing that An Chuxia hadn't responded for a long time, he retracted his gaze falling on Liu Dongyu to look towards An Chuxia, but saw An Chuxia looking at him steadily, as if he was trying to see him through a hole.

Inexplicably, Han Qilu felt his heart sway, he swallowed his saliva, blinked a few times, and asked embarrassedly: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

This reaction seems to be no different from being jealous, right? But she didn’t dare to ask him directly, “Han Qilu, are you jealous?” She could only say, “I’m just surprised that even if Dongyu misunderstands that I like him, I don’t seem to have any direct relationship with you. relationship."

This really choked Han Qilu. He clenched his right hand into a fist and placed it in front of his lips and coughed dryly, "What's so strange about this. I am your brother. Of course, I have to check your relationship. ."

The previous joy was simply washed away by Han Qilu's words, An Chuxia's temper also came up, but she tried to restrain her emotions, and finally just said with a cold face: "This will not work, brother. You bother!"

"Hey—" Han Qilu had seen An Chuxia treat Liu Dongyu so well, with a sullen fire in his stomach. Just now, An Chuxia's words were like gasoline, and the fire in Han Qilu's stomach was maximized. The fire went up and finally broke out: "I'm doing it for you!"

"Haha—" An Chuxia grinned stiffly: "What a shame, you should take care of yourself! Thank you!"

"You..." Han Qilu suddenly had an impulse, an impulse to choke An Chuxia on the spot.

But impulse is the devil. He took a few deep breaths, dialed Butler Han's number, and said, "Is it all right? Is it going to school after so long?"

"Eh, are you urging the housekeeper Han? Didn't you see Dong Woo being uncomfortable?" An Chuxia frowned and looked at Han Qilu. How could this guy not think about others?

The housekeeper Han on the phone didn't know what he said. Han Qilu directly ignored An Chuxia's words, lay down on the backrest, and began to close his eyes and rest his mind. As the saying goes, seeing is pure! So a woman who doesn't know the current affairs, just let her go!

Seeing his appearance, An Chuxia was not angry, turned his face to look out the window, and stopped talking.

Housekeeper Han quickly returned to the car. An Chuxia saw that Liu Dongyu did not get in the car, but walked forward carrying his schoolbag and carrying two tea eggs. An Chuxia looked back at Guanjia Han in confusion and asked, "Housekeeper Han, why doesn't Dongyu get in the car?"

Hearing, Han Qilu pricked up his ears, but still closed his eyes.

"Anyway, it's not far from school. It's fine if he walks to school, lest he get in the car for a while and feel uncomfortable." The housekeeper Han replied and started the engine. He glanced at Liu Dongyu who was walking in front, and finally left.

Liu Dongyu, who was walking on the road, looked at the car passing by in the dust, with a sense of loneliness in his eyes. He lowered his head and looked at the egg he was carrying, his face was even more complicated. Han Qilu happened to have such a good mother. When his mother was alive, he would boil two eggs for him on the first day of school. The implication is to get a perfect score on the test.

But Han Qilu was so insatiable, he couldn't help but complain about Han Qilu.

"Do people always know to cherish when they have it?" He muttered to himself silently.

"Hey!" Suddenly a familiar voice interrupted his thoughts. It was a speeding car. The car quickly fell back, and the rear window was slowly rolled down, revealing Meng Xiaonan's surprise 'S face: "It's really you! I thought I was wrong! Aren't you not studying in Styland? Why did you put on our school uniform?"

This girl was the one who caused the relationship between himself and the Han family. He didn't know whether to thank her or curse her now.

"I transferred to Styran for class." Liu Dongyu stretched out his hand and touched his head, and said with some embarrassment: "I would like to ask for your advice in the future."

"Why are you walking to class alone? Get in the car, I'll give you a ride!" Meng Xiaonan didn't know the situation, and waved at Liu Dongyu quite proudly: "Come on, or just stand and do it stupidly. What?"

People are so enthusiastic, he is too embarrassed to refuse...

Well, in fact, he was a little looking forward to sitting in the same car with Meng Xiaonan, after all, he hit up with Meng Xiaonan because she was attracted by her wearing a lady's coat. But when he uncovered the "lady's skin", he found that the unlady cute boy attracted more attention.

"Okay." Liu Dongyu nodded, walked to the other side of the car and got into the car.

The interior of the car is very fresh, with a faint lemon scent, unlike the car I took before, full of the smell of tea eggs. With the windows closed tightly and the air was not circulating, he had some motion sickness at first, and then he couldn't help but vomit.

But think about it now, fortunately, he didn't vomit in the car, otherwise Dad would have to scold him to death.

"The little flat head was cut so that I almost didn't recognize you." Meng Xiaonan said, not thinking of himself as a girl, and sitting closer to Liu Dongyu, reaching out to touch Liu Dongyu's small flat head. Feeling the prickly but itchy touch in the palm of his hand, the cute little man "chuckled" and revealed his white teeth.

He had only ever seen a cute boy with a girl who smiled so boldly but still so beautiful.

In his eyes, although An Chuxia looks like a doll and is many times more durable than Meng Xiaonan, he prefers girls like Meng Xiaonan who can feel the happiness in her just by saying a word to her. To him, such a girl is the sun.

Only the sun can warm the always dark plants, right?

Wait, he was trying to write in a mess... Liu Dongyu took a deep breath, took down Meng Xiaonan's hand and said seriously: "Don't touch the boy's head casually."

Seeing that he seemed a little unhappy, the cute little man withdrew his hand in a hesitant manner: "Sorry, sorry, but it was novel for a while. Let me guess, your dad asked you to cut your hair and dye it black, right?"

Speaking of Steward Han, Liu Dongyu's brows deepened. Looking at his expression, Meng Xiaonan really wants to give himself a big slap in the face, so that you can't speak, so you can't speak! Let you not open and lift which pot, let you not open and lift which pot!

"Ahem..." Meng Xiaonan gave a dry cough and said: "Sorry, sorry. By the way, you are in that class, sophomore or freshman?"