Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

"Me?" Han Qilu frowned, "What am I?"

An Chuxia wanted to ask, "Do you still care about me", but when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say anything.

It's not that he knows what he likes about his mind, he must know it anyway, but he is afraid that his mind will be looked down upon.

"Nothing." As soon as An Chuxia's voice fell, he only heard the door of the room being pushed open, and the shoe placed next to the door was hit, making a "bat" sound.

When An Chuxia heard the sound, she looked towards the door subconsciously, and Han Qilu followed her gaze to the door.

"I'll give you... Yeah!" Jiang Yuanyuan was holding a glass of milk in both hands and looked happy. When she saw the two people lying on the ground at this time, her eyes widened.

"..." An Chuxia was shocked to realize that she hadn't gotten up yet!

Before she got up to explain, Jiang Yuanyuan quickly put the double milk aside, and said with a hip-hop, "Go on, the milk is here, I won't bother you!"

"Mummy!" An Chuxia called out "Mummy", Jiang Yuanyuan had already closed the door and went out.

Seeing this, An Chuxia Deaf pulled his head, his face embarrassed.

"Hey-I said, do you like this posture very much?" Han Qilu raised his eyebrows, with an evil smile between his eyebrows: "I didn't expect you to be so fierce!"

"Don't have me!" Han Qilu's words came to his ears, An Chuxia's complexion turned red, and he quickly got up from him, walked to the side and quickly trimmed his hair.

Han Qilu stood up naturally. He seemed to have realized something. He walked forward and said softly to An Chuxia: "Teacher, the ancients said that people are not to be seen, are they talking about you?"

He asked for advice patiently, which made An Chuxia even more embarrassed.

"I have no time to joke with you. I can't teach you anymore." In order to resolve the embarrassment, An Chuxia deliberately opened the topic: "You sort out the general meaning of this classical Chinese article!"

"Clear the general idea?" Han Qilu rolled her eyes, An Chuxia guessed in her heart that he would not let her go so easily. Sure enough, Han Qilu paused and continued: "Didn't you just talk to me in classical Chinese? Just let me sort out the main idea of ​​the article by myself?"

An Chuxia was stunned, unable to find any rebuttal.

"Okay, I'm sleepy! Going back to sleep!" After speaking, Han Qilu stretched out triumphantly, and yawned very cooperatively.

They all say that sleepiness is contagious, and it also infected her, and felt a little sleepy. But one afternoon was almost gone, and she didn't teach Han Qilu anything, which is not good.

Thinking of this, An Chuxia quickly stepped forward to hold Han Qilu who was about to leave, and said eagerly, "No! You can't go!"

Han Qilu turned his head and glanced at her sadly: "You didn't let me go back to my room to sleep, wouldn't you want me to sleep in your room?"

An Chuxia's jaw tightened, and she hurriedly explained: "I didn't mean that! I am..."

Han Qilu didn't wait for her to finish speaking, and then said, "What's the point if you don't mean that? Since you are so enthusiastic, I can't refute your face, right?"

After Han Qilu finished speaking, he blinked at An Chuxia scowlingly, then turned and walked towards her big bed.

An Chuxia's heart is complicated, isn't this guy really going to sleep in her room, right?

"Hey, get up!" She walked over. Han Qilu had already taken off his shoes, lying on the bed in a "big" shape. After hearing her voice, he opened his eyes slightly, and then closed them again.

Isn't it just embarrassing her on purpose? !

"You got up! Mommy asked you to make up lessons in my room, not to sleep. Get up!" An Chuxia urged, walking to the bedside, stepping one foot on the bedside, and reaching out to pull Han Qilu.

But Han Qilu is a big man, although he looks thin, but in fact his weight is not light! She took a long time, but she didn't pull Han Qilu up.

"Don't pull it." Han Qilu closed his eyes and said nonchalantly, "Let me sleep for ten minutes. After ten minutes, I will listen to the get out of class. Will there be ten minutes left for class at school?"

When An Chuxia heard this, this request was not excessive. But is her class really so sleepy? She stayed for a while, seeing Han Qilu no longer talking or moving, so she got off the bed.

She can't write novels when someone is on the side, this is her quirk. She had nothing to do in the room, so she had to walk out of the room.

As soon as the door opened, Jiang Yuanyuan's body rushed towards her. An Chuxia only felt that a dark shadow fell to her side, and subconsciously moved her body to one side.

"Ouch!" Jiang Yuanyuan yelled in pain, and then stood up from the ground awkwardly.

"Mummy..." An Chuxia looked at Jiang Yuanyuan in surprise, only to see Jiang Yuanyuan's face embarrassed, and "hehe" she smiled a few times.

She already knew that Jiang Yuanyuan was eavesdropping on the door. But she didn't expect that she could suddenly shutter, and as a result she fell to the ground with an unstable center of gravity. This is really stealing rice!

"Then what...I'm here to ask you if you have any milk." Jiang Yuanyuan tried to keep calm and said.

"I haven't drunk it yet, I want to get some breath and take a break." An Chuxia remembered the scene where Jiang Yuanyuan saw that she had fallen with Han Qilu before, and her face was hot.

"It's time to rest." Jiang Yuanyuan finished meaningfully, her face turned sideways, as if she glanced inside.

An Chuxia quickly pulled Jiang Yuanyuan over: "Then let's go down together."

She didn't want Jiang Yuanyuan to misunderstand anything. After all, Han Qilu's current girlfriend is Xiang Mankui, and she is only Han Qilu's sister. If these misunderstandings are passed on, she will become a mistress in the eyes of others.

An Chuxia pulled Jiang Yuanyuan downstairs. Jiang Yuanyuan told her directly that she was going back to write a manuscript, so she went to the studio, leaving her alone and sitting idly on the sofa in the hall.

A maid walked over to her and asked, "Young lady, do you want to drink milk?"

"No, you can go ahead." An Chuxia waved her hand, thinking, the milk upstairs hasn't been drunk yet.

She was about to flip through the newspaper lying next to the sofa, only to feel that the phone in her pocket vibrated. I took out my phone and found that it was a cute boy.

As soon as I pressed the answer button, Meng Xiaonan's voice came over: "Early summer, do you want to come out to play? There is no one at home, and I am going to be bored shopping on the street alone!"

Meng Xiaonan's voice was flat, and she knew that her mood was not very good. An Chuxia thought of her previous plan with Xiao Mingluo, and she moved in her heart and said hurriedly, "I won't come out. You don't know that my feet are not completely healed. Let's come to Han's house. , I happen to be idle at home, all right."

Meng Xiaonan's voice paused, as if he was hesitating. After a long while, Meng Xiaonan finally said: "Well then, do you want me to bring you something to eat?"

The Han family didn't lack anything, but An Chuxia hadn't eaten shortbread for a long time, so he asked Meng Xiaonan to buy some shortbread.

Unexpectedly, Meng Xiaonan giggled: "My early summer young lady, you have lived in the Han family for so long, why are you still so grounded? How can children from rich people like to eat shortbread."

"I'm not a child from a rich family." An Chuxia said quickly: "You take it or not, just one sentence."

"Bring! Of course!" The cute little man repeatedly said "Bring" and told her that he would be there in about half an hour.

As soon as the phone hung up, An Chuxia quickly dialed Xiao Mingluo's phone.

"What's wrong with the early summer?" Xiao Mingluo's voice looked a little surprised, as if she was wondering why she suddenly called him again.

An Chuxia said directly: "The cute boy will be at Han's house in half an hour, do you have time?"

She heard a "pop" from Xiao Mingluo, which seemed to be the sound of closing the notebook, and then Xiao Mingluo's slightly excited voice sounded: "It happens to be okay now. I will arrive earlier than her and hang up first. ."

Hanging up, An Chuxia let out a sigh of relief.

These two people obviously care about each other, but they always have misunderstandings of this kind, which is really worrying. I just hope that the two of them can reconcile quickly.

"Hey, Teacher An, are you going to strike?" Han Qilu's voice sounded at the railing on the second floor.

An Chuxia followed the voice and looked on the Internet, only to see Han Qilu staring at herself scorchingly, causing her little heart to beat restlessly.

This guy will die if he is less cool!

She didn't answer the conversation, but just stood up and walked up.

"I said Teacher An, who were you calling just now." Han Qilu seemed to tease her deliberately and kept calling her "Ms. An".

An Chuxia was thinking how to answer him when she heard Han Qilu's cell phone ringing. Han Qilu hung up after a few "yes", and then said to her: "Mingluo said something will come to me for a while, Teacher An, I want to ask for leave, will you not be allowed to leave?"

"Excuse me, please don't call it that way?" An Chuxia said angrily, "I want to ask for leave with Mommy."

Han Qilu seemed to like watching her get angry, and said to her with a smile at the corners of his mouth: "Okay, then I will call you Xiao Chuxia with my mother, right?"

Xiao Chu Xia... It seems a little weird, but it's better than teacher An or sister.

An Chuxia lifted his chin: "Whatever you want, I'm back to my room!"

It wasn't until she entered her room that she felt the gaze behind her that was watching her disappear.

Why does she always feel that Han Qilu has become different after being discharged from the hospital? But she couldn't tell what was different.

Xiao Mingluo arrived soon, and immediately brought Han Qilu to her room.

"Why did you come to my room?" An Chuxia was surprised. At this time, Xiao Mingluo should stay in Han Qilu's room, and then pretend that he doesn't know anything for a while, and then meet Meng Xiaonan again. Isn't it the best thing?

As if to see what An Chuxia was thinking, Xiao Mingluo said, "It's Qilu's idea. It would be better to come to your room."