Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

She ignored Han Qilu, took out the mobile phone in her pocket and dialed the number of the art committee. She originally didn't have the cell phone number of the art committee, but the art committee asked everyone to go back to think about it, and tell her whenever they thought of ideas, so they left a cell phone number for everyone.

The phone rang twice and was connected, and there was a horn over there, as if she was still stuck in the car.

"Hello? Who?" The literary committee asked directly.

An Chuxia hurriedly reported to her home and told her story in the shortest possible language. There was silence over there for a while, and when An Chuxia thought it was because the phone was out of signal, she suddenly said: "Great!"

An Chuxia felt relieved, and raised her brows with joy: "You mean, is this idea feasible?"

"Of course!" It was almost shouting over there, An Chuxia could imagine the excited expression of the literary committee.

"But..." An Chuxia said hesitantly, "Can we draw it? I can only write, but I can't draw at all..."

"Who asked you to paint?" said excitedly over there, "Our class can paint, to be honest, it's me and Philia, but Philia is good at comics, and I am good at oil painting. But I don’t think I can draw that kind of painting."

Doesn't that mean that her ideas are not usable at all?

What did you say "of course" just now.

She was about to speak, and she took the lead over there and said: "But, we can't paint, naturally someone did it. Go and ask Master Qilu, he loves you so much, and he will definitely help you find someone to help us paint. of."

An Chuxia stiffened, and glanced at the car window secretly, Han Qilu was sitting tightly, not looking at her. She lowered her voice and asked, "Who... who is that person?"

"You don't need to know this! Anyway, you are a legendary figure in the art world, please go to Master Qilu! Tell me the result tomorrow morning! I'm almost home, let's hang up first!" The call was over, and only one big problem was left for her.

Not to mention whether the "person" she said would help, even if she could help, she was embarrassed to ask Han Qilu for help over and over again.

Han Qilu asked someone to help, although it was just a phone call, but these favors would never be free. Always return it in another way. She was embarrassed to ask Han Qilu again.

Hanging up the phone, Han Qilu turned her head, making her feel a little guilty: "What do you think I do?"

"No." Han Qilu retracted his gaze, closed his eyes and slumbered.

Liu Dongyu fell asleep too, and the car was silent all the way.

Back at Han's house, Jiang Yuanyuan was not at home. The housekeeper Han said that she was playing mahjong with the same wealthy Kuo wives.

Jiang Yuanyuan's character, she definitely likes writing novels at home more than playing mahjong. But the friendship between the wives of Ko is maintained by these, so she had to go.

An Chuxia nodded and sat at the dining table to eat. She doesn't have a great appetite today, and when she comes down, she thinks about the cute boy. Before, she had a blackboard newspaper to worry about, but now... she is full of what the cute boy said to her when he was stacking cans.

A delicious meal, she felt the same as chewing wax.

After eating, she went straight upstairs, holding the phone tightly in her hand. She is ready to call Meng Xiaonan.

She swears, never once, it makes her feel so nervous calling Meng Xiaonan.

Just as she was about to walk up the stairs, a powerful hand was placed on her shoulder, and then she forced her to turn around quickly and forcefully.

"An Chuxia, are you sleepy? Or are you uncomfortable?" Han Qilu frowned and looked at her, the worry in his eyes was unclear.

After the meal, the maids were all around busy packing up the food, but Han Qilu put his hand around her waist without anyone else, while the other hand was towards her smooth forehead.

"I'm not feeling well." An Chuxia said after knowingly pulling away his hand attached to his forehead.

"Then you have nothing to say to me?" Han Qilu frowned, and the word "Chuan" appeared on his forehead, looking a little aggressive.

Is there anything you want to say to him?

An Chuxia thought about it for a while, then decisively shook her head: "No!"

"Really?" Han Qilu's forehead wrinkled and tightened.

An Chuxia didn't have time to answer, but the housekeeper Han over there said respectfully: "Are you back?"

"En." It was Han Liuhai. He took off his jacket and looked at Han Qilu and said, "I heard your principal say that the opening ceremony of Art Week was a bit loud for you?"

When Han Liuhai said this, he didn't have any expression of blame, but his eyes were not angry and arrogant, and his back stiffened even with An Chuxia.

"Noisy?" Han Qilu tilted his head: "If you talk about trouble, my mother and uncle are both fighting with me."

His words undoubtedly dragged Jiang Yuanyuan and that uncle into the water.

Han Liuhai's expression softened a bit, and he walked to the dining table and said, "You still have to pay attention. No matter what you make at home, it's okay, but don't let people get offended."

"I know." Han Qilu replied, but his expression looked a little unhappy.

He didn't think there was something wrong with what Han Liuhai said, not half of what Han Liuhai said was wrong. He was angry that the old principal dare to sue in front of Han Liuhai!

"That's right." Han Liuhai sat down and said, "The pen you gave me is very easy to write."

In a word, Han Qilu's face was a bit wrong for an instant. He coughed dryly, and after saying "Oh", he took An Chuxia out of the hall.

"Where are you going?" Steward Han asked subconsciously.

"There is something, I need to meet someone." After saying this, Han Qilu couldn't help but drag An Chuxia out.

Han Liuhai was at home. She didn't feel embarrassed to swear, so she held back her words and followed Han Qilu out.

The maids were serving food again, Han Liuhai drank the juice, looked sideways at the housekeeper Han and asked, "Who is going to see? Isn't it going to see Xiang Mankui?"

He made a deal with Xiang Mankui, using Luo Lao's new movie heroine's role in exchange for the land of the Xiangjia Mansion. However, although Xiang's family is declining, the foundation is still there, so it still takes time to deal with it.

Of course, Xiang's family did not know that it was their hope to revitalize Xiangzhai-Xiang Mankui, who betrayed them.

This does not mean that his impression of Xiang Mankui will improve. This transaction only made Han Liuhai hate Xiang Mankui even more.