Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

But...how can I go back to the past?

At the end of the autumn, the sun was sick, and when she arrived at Stilan College, the sun was already westward, pulling her shadow long.

"An Chuxia." As soon as she walked into the school gate, a powerful hand grabbed her.

As soon as An Chuxia raised her head, she met Han Qilu's worried eyes. She asked inwardly, "Why are you here?"

Han Qilu took a deep breath and pressed down his anxiety abruptly: "An Chuxia, where have you been?! The phone shows that you are not at school, and I am going out to find you!"

Suddenly, An Chuxia slapped Han Qilu's hand away: "Asshole! Why haven't you gotten that software out of my phone!"

The software for the location was hidden too secretly, and perhaps it could not be found out by normal methods, so she has not been able to remove the software.

With the software, she felt that she was completely monitored by Han Qilu. Even Han Qilu knows when he goes to the bathroom, how embarrassing is this?

"Meow!" A tabby cat jumped out of the security room and looked at them curiously.

Han Qilu shrugged, "I never said that I would remove the software. But where did you go?"

An Chuxia glared at him: "Buy paint for the class. When I think of Jiangnan halfway, I went to see her. What are you looking for me for?"

Han Qilu was quite satisfied with this answer, at least not in some places he shouldn't go.

"I was bored just now, so I wanted to see where you were. By the way, how did the painting go?" Han Qilu said as he took the lead in the front, with one hand in his pocket and the other hanging casually. Don't mention how tugged that walking posture.

The girls who passed by looked sideways: "Master Qilu seems to be handsome again..."

This is how you walk with Han Qilu, you can hear girls committing **** anytime, anywhere.

Han Qilu directly ignored those voices, pulled An Chuxia a bit, and kept pace with her: "I'll go see her and send her back by the way."

"Send her back?" An Chuxia mentioned it, and suddenly remembered that Suyuan liked Han Qilu.

It is impossible to say that there is no anxiety.

Han Qilu turned his head to look over, doubt flashed in his eyes: "What's the matter?"

An Chuxia suddenly remembered how Suyuan had come here in misery as she said when she met. She slapped herself in her heart and called herself a white-eyed wolf.

She shook her head and said, "No, I'll take her home. Her house is far away from here, and I'm afraid it's a taxi that I don't want to take."

Han Qilu raised his lips evilly: "Wait, how do I think you just..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" An Chuxia flushed and urged: "Go faster!"

Han Qilu did speed up the pace under his feet, but the smile on his face did not diminish. When approaching the destination, Han Qilu suddenly said, "Why don't you accompany me to send her off?"

An Chuxia's footsteps stiffened, and soon returned to normal steps. She shook her head without thinking, "No, I'm busy."

Han Qilu looked at her bitterly and said, "But, if you don't go, I'm afraid you don't trust me."

"Who doesn't worry about you!" An Chuxia's face was stained with red tide again, and she quickened her pace, leaving Han Qilu behind.

shameless!

This kid should be the most narcissistic person in the world, right? !

Who wouldn't worry about him! Humph!

"This place and this place, painting clouds, don't need too much, that's it."

Just walked into the classroom. She heard Suyuan's voice, flat and confident.

"Early summer, you are back!" Philia ran over excitedly: "You can be regarded as back, I am going to be bored here alone!"

"Oh? Bored?" Suyuan turned her head and looked at An Chuxia: "If you feel bored, go and buy me a bottle of water."

Philia's face changed, and she made an expression of pain to An Chuxia, and reluctantly bought water.

"Okay, that's it. You should be able to solve it by yourself." Suyuan said blankly, took her hat, and came to An Chuxia: "Where is my driver?"

An Chuxia was taken aback, just about to speak, Han Qilu's voice sounded at the door: "Here."

The driver she was talking about originally meant Han Qilu.

An Chuxia began to feel bored again, and at the same time she was secretly scolding herself for this bored feeling. This is nothing but a nickname between friends.

nickname……

She felt bored again.

Suyuan glanced at her with a faint smile, and stepped forward and said, "When I came here, I have suffered a lot. I must have a special car to send it back, right?"

An Chuxia suddenly felt that Suyuan didn't say this to Han Qilu, but to her deliberately.

Since it was said to her on purpose, then...

The corner of An Chuxia's mouth curled, and she smiled and said, "Of course I want to send you back! Han Qilu, you are covered by the gift of Suyuan!"

Her face was calm and she didn't show the slightest taste. Suyuan was puzzled for a moment, and then raised her face again: "Let's go, this smoky school, I don't want to stay longer."

Miasma...

It seemed that Suyuan was the only one who could use this word to describe Sidilan Academy.

"Goddess, are you leaving now? We haven't finished yet..." Fang Yuan frowned, his brows and eyes filled with dismay.

It seems that Fang Yuan is really "fascinated" with Suyuan.

But obviously, Suyuan is not a person who understands emotions. She turned around and glanced at Fang Yuan coldly, and said coldly: "I have told you all about the typesetting, and the things that need attention are also mentioned. Do you want me to watch? Have you finished painting? Your mother teaches you to eat. Do you still want your mother to watch you eat?"

Fang Yuan was stunned by Suyuan's series of machine gun-like remarks, and her entire face turned pale.

"Right... I'm sorry." Fang Yuan lowered his head, looking very embarrassed.

Suyuan continued her big name, without even looking at Fang Yuan, and went straight out the door.

"Why are you still standing? Why don't you go to see her?" An Chuxia glared at Han Qilu and pushed him out of the door.

Han Qilu turned his head, his eyes looked like leopards, his black eyes narrowed dangerously into a line, staring at her, making her feel at a loss for a moment, and asked in a flustered manner: "What are you looking at me for?"

Han Qilu pursed his lips for a moment, and asked in a deep voice, "You are pushing me to other girls."

That displeased look just now was because of this. She said, why suddenly her eyes were wrong and it became frightening.

An Chuxia pursed her lips and laughed, lowering her voice and said, "Stop making trouble, go now, you know her temper better than me."

Without any explanation, this sentence of "don't make trouble" is more comfortable than explanation.

Han Qilu shrugged and felt much better, turned around, and quickly disappeared around the corner.

As soon as Han Qilu left, An Chuxia hurriedly walked to Fang Yuan, the art committee member. It was a bit too much to think that Suyuan's words just now, Fang Yuan didn't know how sad she was in her heart.

But when she walked to Fang Yuan's side, Fang Yuan had already picked up the gouache cloud group with Xiao Shui with a face as usual. The light and dark clouds are painted really soft and soft.

"Fangyuan, are you okay?" An Chuxia staggered forward and asked, she was afraid that her words would accidentally change into which pot was opened or not.

Who wants Fang Yuan to ask blankly: "What's the matter?"

"She..." An Chuxia pointed to the door: "Suyuan."

"Oh!" Suyuan put on a sudden enlightenment: "You call me goddess! Are you afraid that I would mind her? Don't worry! I knew she had a bad temper. If her temper improves, she Not necessarily the goddess I like!"

No reaction to being scolded? Is there such a thing?

An Chuxia scratched his head, his face looked incredible.

"Early summer! Where's that woman?!" Philia's voice sounded abruptly at the door. She was holding a bottle of mineral water and looked breathless.

That woman, of course, refers to Sowon. An Chuxia just remembered that Suyuan had asked Philia to buy water before, but everyone forgot about it.

She had to smile awkwardly: "She's gone."

"Gone?!" When Philia heard it, his eyes widened, and the mineral water bottle in his hand "bumped" and put it on the table: "You said she was gone?! Let me run to buy her water, and it turned out she left?!"

"..." The remaining three people were speechless.

The sun is gradually setting west, and the coolness of the autumn night becomes more intense.

When school time came, An Chuxia carried his schoolbag and planned to go to the basketball club to wait for Han Qilu. The breeze was biting and she couldn't help but reach out and hug her arm.

The weather is getting colder and colder.

She hastened into the basketball hall, where there will never be a shortage of people to watch the basketball club training. Everyone looked at the handsome blind guys on the court, and no one noticed her.

She was so happy that no one noticed herself, and came to a corner to sit down.

A whistle sounded the moment she just sat down and almost made her jump up. She suspected that the coach Li Nan was deliberately scaring her!

An Chuxia took out his mobile phone to play games when he sat down, but as soon as he took out his mobile phone, he happened to see the caller ID. After receiving Suyuan, she turned her mobile phone to mute. If she hadn't taken out her mobile phone now, she wouldn't know someone was calling.

This number is a strange number, but it is a number in the city.

She answered the phone hesitantly: "Hello? Who?"

"Little girl, it's me."

"Girl, it's me." The faintly hoarse voice, even through the phone, did not lose the unique sense of majesty.

This may be called, aura?

Almost immediately, An Chuxia heard the voice and hurriedly called out: "Old Yuan!"

"It's me." The voice over there couldn't hear the joy or anger.

"You're looking for me..." She was about to ask why Yuan Lao would look for her, when she suddenly remembered the agreement with Yuan Lao-to take Nan Gong Zifei to see him!

"You girl, haven't you forgotten what you promised to my old man, right?" An Chuxia's voice was slightly unhappy, and Yuan Yuan frowned immediately appeared on An Chuxia's head.