Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

——I will never have anything to do with you in the future.

-Will not make you feel an eyesore.

-Will try to avoid contact with you.

These words stopped in Han Qilu's eyes, and each sentence meant that she hated him very much. It feels sick to connect to him! Very good...an early summer, very good! !

"An Chuxia, did I ask someone to kill you? You don't want to have anything to do with me or come to me to beg for mercy?" Han Qilu's tone was cold, and his eyes were cold and scary. However, the seeming arc of the corner of his mouth means that he is actually very, very angry now.

Han Qilu is like this, the more angry, the stranger his smile, although the strangeness reveals a touch of beauty. But the powerful momentum that is enough to shock your heart makes everyone afraid to simply appreciate the beauty of his smile.

Lowering his head, An Chuxia also smiled, smiling so innocent.

"If I die to make you feel happy, I am honored." The implication is that she will never come to him to beg for mercy! Because she felt that apart from owing other people's favor, she was not wrong at all, never wrong.

With a cold snort, Han Qilu turned and left. An Chuxia breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, the expression on Han Qilu just now really scared her. Although she was smiling, she did not feel any warmth from that smile. Even felt the creeps.

Looking at the direction of Han Qilu, An Chuxia hurried to catch up. Standing alone in this long corridor, she found the atmosphere very strange.

A second before the elevator closed completely, she got into Han Qilu's elevator sideways.

He glanced at her lightly and said nothing.

Somehow, An Chuxia felt that the time spent in the elevator from the eighteenth floor to the first floor was like a year. With a pleasant sound, the elevator door opened and two people walked out of the elevator one after another.

"Master, the car has been cleaned." The manager of the hotel lobby put down the business record book in his hand and walked respectfully to Han Qilu.

And Han Qilu just nodded slightly, didn't bother to throw a word to the manager, and walked out of the hotel door by himself. The attendant at the hotel door helped him open the car door.

When An Chuxia arrived one step late, Han Qilu didn't care about him and drove away by himself! She stood still looking at Han Qilu's car going away, a little at a loss. He really is the kind of person who will care about the life and death of others once he gets angry...

As for Han Qilu's saying that she was being punished to death, she was actually looking forward to the moment of being punished from the bottom of my heart. At that moment, maybe you will be free forever, maybe you can see your mother.

Seeing the helplessness on An Chuxia's face from the mirror outside the car, Han Qilu coldly speeded up the car, and the mirror soon lost the shadow of An Chuxia.

But in the end, he took out his cell phone and dialed the manager of the Murston Hotel.

"Find a car for her and take it back to Han's house." After hanging up the phone, he quickly turned the car and drove towards Xiao Mingluo's house. He didn't want to stay under the same roof with An Chuxia every day.

The rain still didn't stop, An Chuxia looked up at the sky, the darkness was invisible at all. It seems that I still have to trouble Jiang Yuanyuan to send someone to pick her up...

Because she didn't know the way at all, nor did she know the specific location of the Han family. More importantly, she didn't have half a dime on her, and she couldn't get a taxi!