Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

Obviously he wanted to hold An Chuxia, but he pulled out such a large number of reasons, even Han Qilu himself admired his flexibility.

An Chuxia naturally didn't expect that Han Qilu's long talk was just because of his selfishness--want to hold her. She knew that Jiang Yuanyuan had always wanted her to be "close together" with Han Qilu, and... the feeling that Han Qilu held her was actually not annoying.

Gritting his teeth, An Chuxia raised his foot and walked towards the place where Liu Dongyu lived, Han Qilu also stepped forward, and the two of them walked to the destination "intimately" arm in arm.

At night, there are only a few scattered stars in the sky, but the moonlight is unusually bright. However, there are bright lights on the side of the road, and the road can be seen completely without moonlight.

Soon, the two of them had arrived at the place where Guanjia Han and others lived. Those who live here are old servants who have worked in the Han family for several years, and they are naturally loyal to the Han family. The new servants live in another house not far from here.

"Is it here?" An Chuxia asked, looking at this place.

She is not familiar with this place, because she doesn't usually go here.

This small building has only one floor, but it resembles the style of a resort, simple but not in conflict with the overall layout of the Han family. Although it is incomparable to the hall, it is many times better than the residence before An Chuxia.

She suddenly felt that if she had not been taken in by the Han family, she would probably never have an intersection with Han Qilu. And if two people met, Han Qilu probably wouldn't even take a look at her, right?

She is so ordinary after all.

Thinking wildly, the darkness in front was suddenly replaced by light, making her eyes a little uncomfortable. The servants living here have not finished their work at this time, so the lights in the corridor are off, and it was obviously the light that Han Qilu turned on just now.

"Why do I think you are weird?" Han Qilu looked at her with a pair of eyes, as if to find out what she was thinking.

"How can I be weird?" An Chuxia did not dare to look at Han Qilu, but subconsciously wanted to get rid of Han Qilu's hand.

I cooperated with him all the way just now, why now...

Han Qilu frowned and said coldly: "Didn't you let you cooperate with me?"

"There is no one here again!" An Chuxia said, when the sound of opening the door suddenly sounded, both of them were stunned, and then the housekeeper Han walked out of a room on the right.

Housekeeper Han was also surprised when he saw the two people. With a move of his lips, he asked in surprise, "Master, grandma, why are you here?"

Han Qilu answered first: "We are here to see Dongyu, is he already asleep?"

An Chuxia's gaze fell on Han Guanjia's hand, holding a bowl in his hand. The porridge in the bowl didn't seem to move at all, it was still full.

"I haven't slept yet." There was a trace of embarrassment on Han's housekeeper's face: "This kid doesn't want to drink porridge. I don't know what's wrong. I and him... It's been a long time since I saw each other often, and I don't know what this kid is thinking. What. It’s just that he seems to be in a bad mood. When he is sick, he needs to be in a good mood, so that he will get better soon.

Han Guanjia is usually very delicate to her and Han Qilu, but Liu Dongyu seems so clumsy.

In fact, this is also an expression of love, right? Because of love, I became at a loss.

"Don't worry, you can heat the porridge again, and I'll ask him." An Chuxia volunteered.

"Really?" The housekeeper Han showed joy: "Then I'm going to heat the porridge, please trouble you, young lady."