Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

An Chuxia smiled awkwardly, and pushed Han Qilu back.

She already felt that Suyuan was kind of indifferent on her face and mouth, but she was still very good in her heart. For example, after breakfast, she also handed over a coat: "Take it, girls' bodies are easy to catch cold."

An Chuxia reached out to take the coat, and just about to say thank you, Suyuan had already turned and walked back to the room. She remembered the phrase Suyuan said, "No more hypocritical words".

This "thank you" before I could say it, I am afraid that Suyuan would also think it is hypocritical.

She suppressed the thought of going back to say thank you, and nodded to Suyuan's back. She knew that Suyuan could not see this action, but she still did it.

"An Chuxia, what are you standing in a daze? You left." Han Qilu rolled down the car window and shouted to her.

Only then did An Chuxia regained his gaze, ran to the car, opened the door and sat in.

After getting in the car, she remembered that she didn't say hello to Han Liuhai yesterday, and said, "Are we going back to Han's house first? I didn't go back last night, I'm afraid they..."

"They won't worry about it." Han Qilu drove the car unhurriedly: "I called back last night, you were with me, they have nothing to worry about. Sit down, the road is very steep, yesterday At night you slept like a pig in the car, hitting the window with your head several times without waking you up."

An Chuxia glared at him: "You are a pig!"

Han Qilu raised his eyebrows: "Yes, pigs are attracted to pigs."

An Chuxia was speechless for a while, and for a long time, she said, "By the way, although I don't know what deal you made with that Suyuan, I still want to say thank you. Han Qilu, how do you look like you do good? I feel handsome."

Han Qilu drove the car and said weirdly: "Why do you think I'm handsome and call me by first and last name? Will you die if you don't call my last name?"

Only then did An Chuxia realize that she rarely calls him Qilu, because he is used to calling him with his first name...

"Okay. Qilu." An Chuxia said these two words very hard.

It had always been called Han Qilu, but suddenly it was only called "Qilu", and I felt that everything was not right. But accustomed to this kind of thing is developed, she also feels that it has always been called Han Qilu feel strange.

"That's right." Han Qilu turned the steering wheel, and the car finally drove out of the narrow road where only one car could be driven, and came to drive on the gentle road.

"What's the matter..." She had an ominous premonition.

It's still early. The road itself is far from the city center. There are almost no cars. He turned his head and looked at An Chuxia and said, "I remember one thing. Did we make a bet?"

An Chuxia was taken aback for a moment, and her heart began to drum up.

She certainly remembered that Han Qilu won the tug of war. According to the bet, she took the initiative to kiss him every day.

"Wish to bet and lose" is easy to say, but it is really difficult to implement. She has always been thin-skinned and asks her to take the initiative. For her, this is no simpler than doing the last question on the math test paper.

Seeing her not speaking, Han Qilu glanced at her again: "En?"

An Chuxia's hands involuntarily grabbed the seat belt, and smiled with great difficulty: "Hey...I remember, but didn't it happen at that time?"

In fact, she also knew that even if there were no changes, Han Qilu's team could basically get the first place.

"So... are you going to shame?" Han Qilu glared at her: "The maid's business hasn't been over yet. Do you think you look like a maid as a maid? Now you are shameful with this bet, Ann In early summer, I will look down on you if you continue like this."

"I..." An Chuxia became angry: "I didn't shame!"

"Oh?" Han Qilu raised his eyebrows and smirked: "You mean, are you willing to bet?"

The radical method worked.

An Chuxia nodded with difficulty: "I am willing to bet!"

The speed of the car suddenly increased, and An Chuxia jumped. She couldn't help but shouted, "What are you doing so quickly?"

"Nothing." Han Qilu raised the corners of his mouth: "It's just a good mood!"

The car was driving on a straight road, and it was only seven o'clock.

By the time I arrived at Stellan College, the time was less than eight o'clock. Today's school time is nine o'clock, so there are almost no people in Stilan.

"Go." Han Qilu parked the car and walked to An Chuxia, taking her hand by the way, "I'm sleepy, sleep with me."

"Then why don't you sleep in the car? Where are you going to sleep?" An Chuxia was held by his hands and had to follow in his footsteps.

Han Qilu didn't answer, and walked all the way to the music classroom.

The light inside was very difficult. Han Qilu didn't turn on the light, so he pulled her directly and stopped by the window: "An early summer, now is a good time."

An Chuxia broke free from Han Qilu's hand holding her hand, pushed a few steps away, and suddenly figured out the meaning of this sentence. Her face burned: "Rogue!"

"Rogue?" Han Qilu stared at her: "What kind of rogue is this? I'm helping you find an opportunity to complete the gambling contract. This is what you said, and I hope you lose the gambling."

An Chuxia gave a "hum" and turned his head. But the next second, her wrist was pulled by Han Qilu, and then she pulled it with force, and she threw herself directly in front of Han Qilu.

At this moment, while her hands were on the wall, between her arms, Han Qilu was standing, in a standard Bidong posture!

She felt that her face was burning up, and she quickly retracted her hand to try to resolve the embarrassment: "You suddenly pulled me and almost fell to death, you know?"

"Do you think you will die if you spread the carpet?" Han Qilu gave her a white look. The carpet was laid the other day.

An Chuxia coughed and pushed a step away: "You have a good rest, I'm back to the classroom. At this time, almost someone is in the class. Besides, I have to prepare the gouache for Suyuan. She is coming in the afternoon, right? ?"

This is a deliberate escape.

Han Qilu glanced at her and took her hand again: "Want to run?"

An Chuxia's heart tightened, and she began to drum again: "Qilu, let go."

Although she was not intentional when Qilu shouted, there was a touch of charm in Han Qilu's ears.

This is igniting the upper body!

"Don't let it go." Han Qilu held her hand harder, but the strength was well controlled and would not hurt her.

"Let go..." An Chuxia pushed Han Qilu's chest with her other hand, but what she felt was the strong chest muscles.

With this touch, Han Qilu was even more reluctant to let go of her, and directly pulled her in front of him: "I want to bet and lose, should I take the initiative?"