Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

Kang Wen turned his head to look at her when he heard the sound. Her eyes were still smiling, but she felt that Kang Wen was not smiling.

"Yes." He nodded, "I have something to say."

An Chuxia stood up straight, waiting for him to say, but his first sentence was: "I think I appreciate you more than I like it."

"……"what?

like?

Seeing An Chuxia's stunned eyes, Kang Wen laughed "haha": "Now you are a little girl. When you taught me how to start again, you were old-fashioned like an old man."

"I don't understand." An Chuxia shook his head and calmed down.

"How should I put it..." Kang Wen looked away and looked at the sparse stars in the distance: "It may be a little funny to say that, but if you are not with Han Qilu, I will chase you."

a bolt from the blue!

An Chuxia gave a dry smile, "You are kidding."

"Then be a joke." Kang Wen turned his head and said, "Why have I changed so much? What have I experienced in the past few months? You probably don't want to listen to it, right?"

The topic jumped too quickly, and An Chuxia was taken aback for a while before she came back to her senses: "No, I would like to hear more."

Kang Wen turned around, looked at her eyes, and laughed: "Miss An, have you heard a story? The nose of a liar will get longer."

She subconsciously touched her nose, and when her hand touched her nose, she realized that she had been tricked.

When the cool breeze in the mountains blew, Kang Wen put away the smile on his face, and suddenly said with a solemn expression: "I just want to tell you that this is the hardest time for me. It is your words that made me gritted my teeth Come down. People need to fight hard to become strong."

An Chuxia listened carefully, as if she was teaching her as a teacher.

"But now, my hands are dirty." Kang Wen said, half-raising his hand, and passing it to An Chuxia and said with a serious face: "With these hands, I feel insulting food even when I use them for food."

Actually use such words to describe his hand.

An Chuxia's face was full of consternation.

"Young Master Han has good card skills, but he is a little bit weaker today."

Such a voice came from far away.

"He must have lost miserably!" An Chuxia said to herself.

"Young Master Han is a smart person." Kang Wen said, "These people have just returned from overseas. They have a large sum of money in their hands and are looking for a place to invest. Look, he lost a few cards today. , Tomorrow will bring Han's doubled investment."

An Chuxia gritted her teeth and turned to look at Kang Wen: "Are you deliberately helping the Han family to pull people?"

"No." Kang Wen shook his head: "I just repay the favor. From now on, I am not Kang Wen, I am a henters, and I will never remember myself and you again."

He was paying off his debts, and he was completely breaking up with himself in the past.

"So..." An Chuxia paused, and still said, "Will you not feel insulting food in the future?"

Kang Wen didn't answer, he raised his hand and waved to the other side. In the next instant, he raised his foot and walked to the BBQ side.

Han Qilu talked and laughed with the group of people, but he had just met, but he looked like his brother. Seeing An Chuxia approaching, he took the smile on his face, walked forward and took her hand, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Kang Wen gave an adult favor."

After speaking, Han Qilu smiled and pulled her to sit on the small stool.

It wasn't until nearly ten o'clock that everyone started to disperse one by one. Han Qilu's drinker was very good. Everyone toasted, he raised his glass and drank. When nine out of ten were drunk, he still smiled as a gentleman.

"It's getting late." Han Qilu finally stood up and came to Kang Wen: "We'll make an appointment another day."

"Okay, go slowly and not send it." Kang Wenhui smiled politely.

Housekeeper Han waited at the gate, holding two coats in his hands. Seeing the two people came out, he quickly walked forward and handed over the coats: "The night wind is cool, don't let the cold wind into your body."

At the foot of the mountain was a brightly lit area, and she felt that her nerves had been tight.

There is no free lunch, and no free dinner. Kang Wen is destined to no longer be as mediocre as before, and he is destined to feel that his hands are dirty.

However, this is the path he chose, and he cannot look back.

"Han Qilu." An Chuxia pulled his sleeve.

Hearing her shout, Han Qilu hurriedly looked at her. Although he was full of alcohol, his eyes were still clear.

"You don't want to be someone like henters, I would rather you be Kang Wen." Involuntarily, she said such words.

Although she didn't know what Kangwen did or experienced during this period, she didn't want Han Qilu to become a henters like Kangwen and feel that her hands were dirty.

"Early summer." Han Qilu held her waist and whispered: "No one in the mall is clean. You think Kang Wen is not as good as before, that's what you think. In the mall, whoever is soft-hearted is destined to be destined Step under your feet. I don’t know what he told you, but what I want to tell you is that I’m the same as Henters."

"What's the same?" An Chuxia asked with wide eyes.

Han Qilu said patiently: "Just as cruel, knowing what to choose and what to give up."

An Chuxia's footsteps paused: "Then, if you should abandon me, would you give up me without hesitation?"

When the voice fell, Han Qilu stopped, and looked at her with a serious face: "Are you thinking about it again? Let me give up anything, but you, I will not give up."

An Chuxia was stunned, and the worry in her heart disappeared.

"I believe you."

The night wind was floating, and she didn't feel cold anymore.

The henters are henters, Han Qilu, and Han Qilu.

Back at Han's house, An Chuxia was already asleep, and when she woke up the next day, she was already lying on the bed in her room.

"Ah! Why is it seven o'clock!" An Chuxia put down the phone and got up suddenly from the bed.

"Boom boom boom." The door was knocked.

An Chuxia sorted out her clothes and shouted at the door: "Please come in."

It was the maid who came in. Seeing that An Chuxia got up, she respectfully said: "Today you can go to school at 8 o'clock. If you still want to sleep, you can continue to sleep for a while. If you don’t want to sleep anymore, you can go downstairs after washing. ate breakfast."

"I see, thank you." An Chuxia nodded, got out of the bed, and the maid shut the door and left in due course.

Yesterday afternoon, it was only the opening ceremony of Stellan’s annual Culture and Art Week, and today is the beginning of the real Culture and Art Week!

Of course, An Chuxia did not continue to sleep, because the head teacher said that he must arrive in the classroom 20 minutes earlier, that is, to arrive at the classroom at 7:40.