Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

In front of Han Liuhai, Han Qilu generally didn't dare to be so big or small. He swallowed the apple in his mouth and looked up at Han Liuhai and replied: "It has nothing to do with me. Didn't you say she was nervous?"

How could the old and cunning Han Liuhai be fooled by Han Qilu so easily, he walked over to Han Qilu and sat down, and he also took an apple and chewed. He said vaguely: "An Yishan, is it the man who abandoned Chuxia and Chuxia's mother?"

Knowing that Han Liuhai must know it in his heart, Han Qilu didn't hide it anymore. After throwing away the almost gnawed apple, he took a tissue and wiped his mouth.

"Yes, but you'd better pretend that you don't know anything about this. An Chuxia will get it done." Throwing the tissue into the trash can, Han Qilu stood up and walked towards the white stairs.

Han Liuhai frowned, so to speak, An Yishan, he couldn't trust him to do the project completely. After all, a man who abandons his wife and daughter has no integrity. But now that Early Summer is his nominal righteous daughter, then he can't really turn his face.

Perhaps for now, it may be the best to follow the Qilu's statement. It's best to stay calm and pretend to know nothing.

Under the bright light, An Chuxia sat on the luxurious desk and used a red pen to draw out the important points little by little, and made notes next to him. It is written how to explain the knowledge points in a more accessible way for everyone to understand.

The classmates in Class A didn't listen to the class much before. She needed a lot of thought and couldn't review it in the traditional way. Otherwise, the efficiency is too slow.

"Go to death for exams and everything, I want to go home and do my dream..." The phone on the desk vibrated in vain. I got a headache when I heard this bell in early summer. This ringtone was changed by Jiang Yuanyuan for her, and I don’t know where it was downloaded from. She said that it is very personal. It is estimated that the teacher would vomit blood and die if she heard it? But she didn't dare to change the ringtone easily.

Her eyes remained on the textbook, and she pressed the answer button without seeing the caller ID. Then came Han Qilu's angered voice: "An Chuxia, do you want to die?!"

A fool wants to die! Saying this in her heart, An Chuxia curled her lips and decided not to ask him knowledgeably: "What's the matter?"

"What's the matter?" The voice over there was almost crazy.

"Well, what's the matter?" She put down the pen and repeated it impatiently.

Han Qilu took a few deep breaths and calmed down his mood. He suppressed the urge to smash the phone and said, "I asked you to come to my room. Did you hear the wind or the ear problem?"

To his room? An Chuxia recalled for a while before suddenly remembering that Han Qilu had told her to go to his room later. As a result, she was so focused on that she forgot!

It's no wonder the young master has such a bad temper.

"Well, I'm sorry. I was so absorbed in reading, I forgot. If you have anything you can say now." She knew that if she didn't lower her posture at this time, then she wouldn't think about it tonight.

"The young master is not used to talking on the phone." Then, he just hung up the phone.

She didn't hear any more sound from the phone, she picked up the phone and found that the guy actually hung up the phone. Okay, let her be unlucky and get into this ancestor!

After finishing everything, she walked slowly towards Han Qilu's room.