Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

An Chuxia was about to follow, but Housekeeper Han blocked her way and said in a low voice, "My grandmother, you should let the lady be alone. After a busy day, you will definitely feel lost."

"En." An Chuxia nodded. At this time, she really needed someone to be quiet.

"My grandmother, are you hungry? Anyway, this dish has been made. It is late now, and you should be hungry too. I will let them serve you food." Han Guanjia said with concern.

An Chuxia shook her head and said, "No, I have no appetite."

Besides, Jiang Yuanyuan didn't eat dinner, and she was too embarrassed to sit down and eat.

Housekeeper Han wanted to persuade him. At this moment, the door of the hall was pushed open, and the servant called respectfully, "Master."

An Chuxia looked over subconsciously, Han Qilu walked in with a cold air, and the cold wind blowing when the door opened made An Chuxia wrinkle his nose involuntarily.

The maid hurriedly closed the door.

"Master, you are back." Steward Han said respectfully, and then said without forgetting: "Madam said that he has no appetite, and the young grandma did not eat dinner."

Han Qilu nodded, his eyes circled in the hall. He was dressed up and lively in his sight, and the roast duck on the table exudes a tempting fragrance. But this hall was deserted.

Han Qilu's eyes darkened, and then he came to An Chuxia and said solemnly, "Why don't you have dinner?"

There was a majesty in his tone that made people dare not answer. An Chuxia glanced at him, only to think that something was wrong with Han Qilu today. I always feel that he... is on the verge of collapse.

Is it an illusion? An Chuxia looked into his eyes carefully, and there was no emotion in it.

Seeing that An Chuxia hadn't answered for so long, Housekeeper Han quickly reminded him softly: "Young lady..."

An Chuxia will come to life, and then replied, "I'm not hungry yet."

Han Qilu's face was still calm. After hearing this answer, Han Qilu turned around and went upstairs.

An Chuxia was surprised by this reaction. She thought that Han Qilu would always care about Jiang Yuanyuan even if she did not eat or not.

An unnamed anger suddenly flooded An Chuxia's whole person.

"Hey—you stop!" An Chuxia stood up and shouted to Han Qilu: "Why don't you react at all? Didn't you hear clearly what I said on the phone?!"

She thought that Han Qilu was the kind of person who seemed very indifferent at times, but was actually very gentle at heart. It seems that she was thinking wrong, thinking too wrong!

The doors of Han's house are very soundproof, so she doesn't have to worry about Jiang Yuanyuan's hearing.

But the **** Han Qilu didn't even say a word after listening to her. He just paused for a while before continuing to walk upstairs.

"Hey-you!" An Chuxia felt annoyed, and immediately raised her foot to catch up.

But unfortunately, because she was walking too hurriedly, she tripped over the blanket on the ground, and suddenly fell to the ground.

The housekeeper Han, who was standing by, hurried up to help her, and asked with concern: "Mother, are you okay? Where is the pain? I will ask someone to call a doctor!"

"No need." An Chuxia quickly stopped butler Han, and said with a strong smile: "It's okay, I just fell on the carpet, it doesn't hurt!"

After speaking, she patted her knee casually and chased upstairs. At this time, Han Qilu had already disappeared at the top of the stairs.

An Chuxia ran up the stairs all the way and came directly to Han Qilu's door. The door is closed, Han Qilu doesn't know what to do inside

Without hesitation, she stretched out her hand and patted the door several times, waiting for Han Qilu to open the door.

Who knows, after a full minute, the door still showed no signs of being opened.

"This cold-blooded demon!" An Chuxia scolded angrily, and then continued to slap the door with her hand.

The door was slapped, and anyone who was not deaf could hear it.

"Han Qilu, you open the door for me!" An Chuxia shouted while slamming the door, although no matter how loud she shouted, the soundproofing effect made it impossible to hear the sound inside.

Just when she even slapped her hands like braised pig's feet, the door suddenly opened with a "slap".

Her hand just kept the action of slapped the door, and she slapped it on the chest of Han Qilu who opened the door.

"I..." She was stunned for a moment and wanted to apologize, but after another thought, she didn't come to apologize, so she straightened her back and said to Han Qilu: "Why don't you care about Mommy? Do you know? Know how uncomfortable she is now? No matter how bad, you should also ask her if she is okay?"

Han Qilu looked straight at her, as if to drill a hole in her. This feeling makes An Chuxia very upset.

"What do you see me doing?" An Chuxia pouted, her eyes full of dissatisfaction: "I'm talking to you, did you hear me?!"

"An early summer."

Han Qilu suddenly called her name, making her a little unprepared.

"What...what?" She stared at Han Qilu stubbornly, "You are a cold-blooded animal! Mommy is so good to you, but you..."

"Have you said enough?" Han Qilu frowned, his eyes flashing with raging anger.

An Chuxia was suddenly frightened by him, and looked at him blankly.

"Finally, are you willing to stop?" Han Qilu gritted his teeth and walked towards her step by step. An Chuxia stepped back subconsciously, but Han Qilu didn't have the consciousness of stopping, and still approached her step by step.

"What are you going to do..." She backed away, Han Qilu's face looked like a vampire, there was almost no blood on her face, and her whole body exuded a trembling breath.

Such Han Qilu made her feel terrible unconsciously.

"An Chuxia, do you think that you have lived in our house for a few days, you know our house very well?" Han Qilu stared at her eyes closely, the coldness all over made people shudder.

"..." An Chuxia was silent, she didn't understand what happened to Han Qilu.

"Who do you think you are? Do you think that I like you, you can be unscrupulous and lawless?" Han Qilu pressed harder and more aggressive.

"..." An Chuxia shook her head, her eyes full of blankness and... fear.

"You don't know anything... You don't know anything!" Han Qilu suddenly stepped forward and raised his fist, An Chuxia's back just hit the wall, and he couldn't retreat.

Looking at Han Qilu who was almost crazy, An Chuxia closed her eyes subconsciously, waiting for the fist to fall.

However, the expected fist did not hit her face, but there was a muffled sound in her ear. She opened her eyes in amazement, but saw Han Qilu's fist pressed tightly against the wall. She turned her face and watched Han Qilu retract his blood-filled fist.

"Sorry……"

Han Qilu said suddenly, his jaw line was tight, and his whole person seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

An Chuxia's original anger disappeared, leaving only doubts and distress in his mind. Yes, distressed...

Such a terrible Han Qilu made her heart aching.

"What's wrong with you?" An Chuxia stepped forward, almost touching his face. Trembling, she stretched out her hand and hugged Han Qilu tightly.

Although she was scolded inexplicably and almost frightened by Han Qilu, she still couldn't help but want to hug him tightly and tell him, ‘I’m by your side’.

After holding Han Qilu tightly, she felt Han Qilu move, and then she was hugged tightly by Han Qilu, making her almost unable to breathe.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Han Qilu kept saying I'm sorry, every sentence of sorry comes from the heart, with his trembling body, An Chuxia hugged Han Qilu back tightly.

Time seems to have stagnated.

I don't know how long it took, Han Qilu slowly let go of her.

An Chuxia quietly let go of her hand and lowered her head. Why did Han Qilu suddenly become like this? What happened? Is it because of Xiang Mankui?

There were countless questions in her mind, but she pressed her lips tightly without saying a word.

If Han Qilu is unwilling to say it, then even if she asks, it is useless.

"Now, aren't you hungry?" Han Qilu asked suddenly.

An Chuxia was taken aback, then shook her head and said, "Not hungry."

An Chuxia felt Han Qilu's deep eyes stare at her for a moment, and then stretched out her hand and walked down. She asked with a confused look: "Where to go?"

Han Qilu didn't answer, but took her hand and went downstairs.

Since going upstairs in the early summer of An, Housekeeper Han has been paying attention to the movements upstairs with his ears extended, for fear of what might happen. After the above suddenly quieted down, he was even more worried.

Han Qilu looked very bad when he went home. He grew up watching Han Qilu and knew Han Qilu's temper, so he was worried...but he still resisted the urge to go upstairs until the two of them walked hand in hand. After coming down, Han Guanjia's hanging heart was considered let go.

As soon as he walked down, Han Qilu told Butler Han: "Get the car ready, we have to go out."

"Okay, young master." Housekeeper Han responded respectfully, and then asked: "But, where are you going?"

Han Qilu did not answer, but just said: "I will be back soon."

Where to go This is exactly what An Chuxia wanted to ask, but since Han Qilu said so, she had to let Han Qilu hold her hand. But the doubt in her heart was like a balloon, which became bigger and bigger, and it was about to burst.

After instructing the housekeeper Han to prepare the car, Han Qilu took her to the door of Jiang Yuanyuan's studio and knocked on the door. The closed door did not open for a while, and the two had to give up.

"Or...Shall I call Daddy? Let him take time to come back for dinner? There should always be some rest time." An Chuxia asked tentatively.

When Han Qilu yelled at her just now, "You don't know anything," she had an ominous hunch in her heart. Could it be...