Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

"Don't make a mistake about what you care about me. He just doesn't want me to lose the face of the Han family. You can't talk nonsense about this. If you let some master know it, you might kill me. !" An Chuxia said, and made a decapitating movement, making Ling Hanyu dumbfounded.

Of course, the main point was Xiang Mankui, if the guy knew, maybe he would rush to Styran and bury her alive now.

"Whatever you say, let's go and see the person who secretly photographed you." Ling Hanyu said, walking in the direction Han Qilu had just gone.

There was no alternative, An Chuxia had to follow along.

They came to the club of the school newspaper office. Although the venue was small, it was neatly organized. Some materials and photos are stacked high, and it feels like being in a newsman’s office.

Ten people, all holding their heads, lined up one by one, squatting neatly by the wall.

Han Qilu reached out and pulled down a photo on a rope full of clips and photos. That photo is the original version of the photo taken, and the photo posted on the strong newspaper has been enlarged and specially processed.

"You are very capable..." Tightly squeezing the photo in his hands, the sound made a dozen people tremble.

There weren't any girls among the dozen people squatting. They were all little boys with thick eyes. All of them were skinny, but they looked a bit like those tabloid reporters. No wonder I came to the school newspaper...An Chuxia thought secretly.

"Why are there no women?" Han Qilu tilted his head to look at Ling Hanyu.

The look in Han Qilu's eyes clearly said that he had let the girls go. Ling Hanyu said wrongly: "The school newspapers are all men. There are no girls in the first place. Where can you find me?"

This is strange...

After listening to Ling Hanyu's explanation, Han Qilu turned around, looking at the group of people condescendingly and asking, "Who took the picture?"

After a while, one hand was trembling and raised. Han Qilu's eyes immediately fell on the boy, his gentle appearance, it was really invisible that he would do something shameful like a sneak shot.

"Let's talk about it, do you look down on the Han family, or eat the ambition of the leopard." Han Qilu said, looking at him in time.

The little boy trembled his shoulders and buried his head low, almost kneeling down for Han Qilu.

"Master Qilu, listen to my explanation. Since the last year in our club, there have been no more people, especially girls. Because there are no girls, everyone is getting more and more depressed when working. That's why I thought of this. The method is to get people's attention first, and then announce new news about the club's recruitment, so as to recruit people..." The little boy said honestly, without any falsehood in the sentence.

If it wasn't for the club, he wouldn't have taken such a big risk to take pictures of An Chuxia!

"It turns out that you secretly photographed me because of this." An Chuxia's expression looked a little surprised, but after thinking about it, this is a logical thing: "Don't worry, I will help you find some girls to join the school newspaper. Yes. But in the future, don’t spread rumors or take pictures of others without their consent."

"Really? Thank you Chuxia classmate!" Several people looked at each other in surprise, and then hurriedly thanked An Chuxia.

Han Qilu had no way of understanding what An Chuxia did.

Is she not annoyed at all if she was secretly photographed? Instead of punishing them, but also helping them. This woman was kicked by a donkey, right?

But since An Chuxia said so, Han Qilu is not good anymore. Anyway, this was originally An Chuxia's matter, and it had nothing to do with Han Qilu.

"Huh..." Han Qilu snorted from the tip of his nose and walked outside.

Seeing Han Qilu gone, An Chuxia didn't rush to catch up. Instead, he walked to Ling Hanyu's side unhurriedly and said with a dry smile, "Master Ling, can you do me a small favor?"

"Huh?" Ling Hanyu squinted slightly, looked at An Chuxia cautiously and asked, "What can you do for me to help."

"Hehehe..." An Chuxia smiled slyly: "Will you take me for a ride, take me back to Han's house? I suddenly miss your sports car, and I especially want to sit in it and go home."

Han Qi was here, but she asked him to take her home.

Ling Hanyu shook his head decisively and refused.

"Why?! Don't you have nothing to do anyway?" An Chuxia was anxious. Today she has nothing else with her except a meal card and a mobile phone. It must be unrealistic to take a taxi back by herself, and it seemed that it was too troublesome for Housekeeper Han to pick her up.

Ling Hanyu met An Chuxia's eyes, as if he wanted to see An Chuxia through a hole.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" An Chuxia asked with goose bumps all over his body, frowning and walking away.

Ling Hanyu's eyes moved with An Chuxia, and it took a long time to say: "Are you afraid of Qilu?"

Afraid of Han Qilu? What are you kidding me about America? ! He felt that she was afraid of Han Qilu because he was crazy?

An Chuxia raised her neck and replied: "I'm not afraid of him, so I told you not to talk nonsense! Why are you talking nonsense!"

Seeing that An Chuxia was emotional, Ling Hanyu shrugged noncommittal and turned a topic: "I, I have to go to the General Administration of City A to do some business. Dinner is also there. If you don’t mind, just follow me. go together."

"I mind!" An Chuxia blurted out these three words.

I have to wait until dinner is over. When will I have to wait? Even if you walk back to Han's house, you can walk there before that time, right?

"Then what are you going to do? I advise you to catch up early. Qilu should not have gone far. He should have a car left at school. If you catch up now, you should be able to catch up. Otherwise, you will do it. Let’s go back to the Han’s to prepare."

Walking back to the Han's house is a physical activity, even driving for twenty or thirty minutes, let alone walking back.

"Stupid stupid? Now Qilu is no better than before, I won't wait for you!" After Ling Hanyu finished speaking, he deliberately beckoned in front of An Chuxia: "I'm leaving now, in a hurry, bye!"

Ling Hanyu left with a thunderous force, and stayed in place with the people from the school newspaper in early summer.

In a dilemma, the little boy who secretly photographed An Chuxia cautiously stepped forward and said: "Chuxia classmate, are you going home without a car?"

Before An Chuxia could answer, the boy volunteered and said: "I can take you home."

"Really?" An Chuxia's eyes flashed, and his face was moved: "Thank you, thank you so much!"

"Thank you, it should be us thanking you. Not only did you not blame us, but also helped us get out of trouble. It should be us thank you. It's getting late, let's go." The little boy smiled and revealed a dimple.

"Then we're leaving too, thank Chuxia classmates!" Everyone thanked An Chuxia again, and then a group of people walked outside.

The two were walking side by side, and as soon as they walked out of the door of the school newspaper, a figure suddenly appeared.

Unable to wait for An Chuxia to scream, Han Qilu's voice came faintly: "How long will this young master wait for you?"

Didn't Ling Hanyu say that Han Qilu would not wait for her? What is going on with the development of this plot now? The little boy next to him was judged when he was interrogating, and he hurriedly walked a few steps to the side and bowed to the two people: "You two go well, I'll go first!"

"Eh-" An Chuxia wanted to stop the little boy, but he had already ran away.

"Why? What are you doing standing stupidly?" Han Qilu's expression showed a trace of impatience, and he walked ahead with his hands in his pockets.

The afterglow of the setting sun stretched Han Qilu's figure so long that he almost lost sight of An Chuxia. This stinky boy, why was it so rare that he was confused by his appearance? Obviously he had a bad temper like this, and still couldn't help but want to approach him.

What a demon with the appearance of an angel!

There was no sound of footsteps behind him for a long time, Han Qilu's footsteps paused, and he turned slightly to look at An Chuxia who was still standing in place, and said, "Still still?"

"Ah? Oh!" An Chuxia came back to her senses, she actually saw Han Qilu's back in a trance!

I'm afraid that I will be laughed at by the cute boy? Before he could think about it, An Chuxia ran to catch up with Han Qilu. Seeing her following, Han Qilu turned around and continued walking.

The two of them did not go to the school gate, but came to Styland’s underground garage, where some teachers would work overtime until late. After all, teaching in Styland is under a lot of pressure. If the grades of the class are too poor , Is likely to be expelled from the school at any time.

There is no school in China where teachers’ salaries are so high.

There were some cars parked in the underground garage. Han Qilu walked directly to a silver-white sports car, unlocked the car and locked the car.

In fact, she never had time to ask Han Qilu a question, does he have a driver's license?

The silver-white sports car suddenly rang a horn, and An Chuxia was taken aback, hurriedly speeded up and sat down in the passenger seat. Soon, a cool silver and white sports car drove out of Styland College.

Is this the same for rich people? Changing cars is like changing clothes.

The silver-white sports car was fast shuttled on the driveway, and her scattered hair was blown up by the wind and drifted backwards, which was rather messy and beautiful.

But An Chuxia quickly realized that this road is not the road to Han's family! She whispered in her heart and asked loudly, "Where are we going?"

Obviously the voice was already loud, but as soon as the words were spoken, the sound was swallowed up by the wind. Although she has taken this "speed car" no less than ten times after coming to Han's house, she still felt scared in her heart and subconsciously grasped her seat belt.

"Where are we going?" An Chuxia asked again loudly.