Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

There was almost a hint of pleading in Han Qilu's tone.

An Chuxia couldn't refuse such a tone. She finally nodded, without saying anything, and turned upstairs.

She walked slowly, and heard the sound of Suyuan putting the box on the round table just now. She calmed her mind, went to the second floor, and opened the curtain.

There are no potted plants on this second floor. Probably this is a place to sleep, and what bugs will be introduced by putting potted plants. But there are paintings everywhere, and the objects of painting are those plants.

The ceiling on the second floor is very low, but there is no need for people to bend over to walk. She noticed that there was only one single bed, and it seemed that no one else lived here. The vegetables that she can't name seem to be grown by Soyuan herself.

What a self-reliant girl.

But why does she live alone?

She walked to the bed, and there was a computer desk not far from the bed. There was a laptop and an iPad on it. It seemed that Suyuan could go online even though she didn't use a mobile phone.

It was less than ten o'clock now. An Chuxia went to the window and opened the window. The window was also covered with screens. It seemed that the mosquito control work was still very good.

When she opened the window, she noticed that this place was not actually a wild ridge. Not far away, there were lights in a family's home—there was a small village nearby.

In the dead of night, she suddenly missed the crazy Jiang Nan who was called her trumpet.

Do you want to call her?

With this thought, she couldn't help it anymore, took out the mobile phone in her pocket and dialed Meng Xiaonan's mobile phone number.

The phone beeps until the mechanical female voice says "The call you dialed is temporarily unavailable", she hung up the phone. She didn't know if this was because Meng Xiaonan didn't answer the call on purpose, or if he really didn't receive the call.

She wanted to sleep, but she herself was a little in love with a bed, and it took time to adapt to a bed, and because Han Qilu was hiding something from her, she felt uncomfortable. After tossing around for a long time, she still had no sleep.

Tomorrow only needs to arrive at school at nine o'clock, and she is not worried that she will not get up tomorrow.

What is Han Qilu hiding from her? That "satisfaction", what is it to satisfy Sowon? What's in the box in Suyuan's hand?

This question after question made her not to mention falling asleep, she was still awake when she was usually awake.

"No!" An Chuxia "rubbed" and sat up from the bed. The night was getting deeper, but the sound of insects continued.

She got off the bed and put on her shoes.

That's right! She intends to secretly see what the two of them are doing! It can be seen that it is not easy for Suyuan to "get out of the mountain". What is it that can make Suyuan compromise?

Curiosity filled every nerve of her.

Because of the thick carpet on the second floor, she doesn't have to worry about the footsteps being heard by the two people below. But when she reached the door, she had to tiptoe away.

The stairs were made of wood, and they would make noises if they didn't pay attention, so she walked with extreme caution. After a long time, she walked down three steps.

But anyway, I can see a little bit of what happened below.

She almost held her breath and walked the stairs, and finally when she reached the fifth step, she finally saw what was happening below.

Suyuan is holding a paintbrush in her hand, and she concentrates on drawing something on the set drawing board, and on the right side of her body is the box. Only then did she know that the box was not filled with shameful things, but various colors of paint.

An Chuxia cautiously nodded her head to look at Han Qilu, only to realize that Han Qilu was standing not far from Suyuan-in a strange way. This may be a bit stiff after standing for a long time.

Actually... I was a model for Suyuan.

"I wanted to paint you a long time ago." Suyuan suddenly said, but she didn't look up and concentrated on drawing with a brush.

"I know." Han Qilu answered motionlessly.

"At that time, everything was still the same. I still like you and I am still fighting against my family." Suyuan said, looking up at Han Qilu, and then lowered her head to paint.

At this moment, Han Qilu was silent for a while before he said: "I have been curious, and I still find it strange. Why do you want to paint me? And if you want to paint me, you can take a secret photo."

"It's not the same." Suyuan touched the fuel: "A real person is not the same as a photo. People are alive, and the things drawn are also alive, and the photos are dead, drawn things, It's also dead."

Han Qilu turned aside his face and said, "Criminal theory."

"Don't move." Suyuan glared at him, and continued: "Have you thought about it, why I want to paint you instead of others..."

"..." Han Qilu seemed to be thinking, but still did not speak for a long time.

Or Suyuan said again: "Let’s put it this way. At first I wanted to paint you because I wanted to be alone with you. Later I wanted to paint you, and it became obsession. What you know, what you can’t get is always the best ."

"What about now?" Han Qilu asked, "Still obsessed?"

"No." Suyuan replied without thinking about it: "When I see An Chuxia, I know that there is no possibility for me and you anymore. Therefore, painting you now is not obsessive, but just wants to...memorialize youth. Maybe speak out. It’s a bit hypocritical, but I really think so."

So... Suyuan likes Han Qilu.

An Chuxia suddenly realized that she now understood why Suyuan looked so strange at her. It turned out to be like this...

However, she didn't feel sad in her heart. This Suyuan, unlike those idiots, she seems to be someone who won't force her.

"Why do you see her? I think we will never be possible anymore." Han Qilu asked suddenly.

The paintbrush in Suyuan's hand stopped for a long time, and she replied for a long time, "It was not because I saw her. It was because I saw the way you looked at her, and I knew that not only me, but anyone else, except An Chuxia, there was no more May stand at the position beside you."

Han Qilu was taken aback and laughed.

"Don't move." Suyuan reprimanded, and then said: "I'm very surprised. Although she looks pretty good, there is no shortage of people who are more beautiful than her among those young ladies who like you. Why, it's her. ."

Hearing this question, An Chuxia's heart also became tense.

Why she?

Why, not someone better than her? And it was her?

Han Qilu raised his eyebrows and said, "Why do you have to ask why if you like someone? It's that simple to be with her and marry her."

This does not seem to be a good answer, or even an answer, but this question no longer needs to be answered.

This is the best answer.