Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

"When will Han Yu come back? Hasn't the news come back yet?" An Chuxia asked quickly.

Han Qilu shook his head and said, "Of course there has always been news, but I heard from Grandpa Ling the other day that Han Yu seems to have lived well there. He can already return to China, but he himself refuses to come back. Details I don’t know the situation either. It’s difficult to contact him."

An Chuxia nodded, was silent for a while, and said, "I hope he is safe. But I have to tell you something first."

"What's the matter?" Han Qilu stared at her, making her feel suffocated.

It might disappoint him, but she must speak.

I don't talk about it now, but I still have to talk about it in the winter vacation.

She took a deep breath and said: "I can't go out with you during winter vacation, I want to stay at home!"

The center of the eyebrows, frowned slightly. Han Qilu stared at her for a moment, and asked, "Why?"

"I want to find a part-time job during summer vacation." An Chuxia tightened her palms and said: "I don't want to rely on you all the time. I also want to use my own money to buy a decent New Year gift for Mommy."

Silence, dead silence.

Just when she thought Han Qilu was going to get angry, he said, "Okay."

There is not too much language, only one word "good".

"Hurry up and wash your face and brush your teeth." Han Qilu stood up, straightened his hair, and turned away.

Is this angry or not angry?

An Chuxia scratched his head, got up from the bed, and walked into the bathroom with a complicated expression.

"You are as beautiful as fireworks, so beautiful, lightly sweeping across the empty sky..." The phone vibrated in vain in his pocket, Han Qilu stopped and took out the phone, and the screen of the phone displayed the unknown number.

He hesitated to see if the number was local, and then pressed the answer button: "Which one?"

"It's me." Nangong Zifei's voice sounded: "There is something, I still want to tell you, do I have time to meet now?"

"Now?" Han Qilu frowned slightly: "Yes, where can I meet?"

Nan Gongzi said nonchalantly, "My house."

During this period of time, the gang under the management of Nangongzi has not harassed their plates again. Although their sphere of influence has expanded, they can't see any wolf ambitions, they are just running their own business.

Thinking of the tacit cooperation during the basketball game, and every day when he got along with this training in the basketball club, Han Qilu hesitated and agreed.

He folds down and goes downstairs and directly asks Housekeeper Han to prepare the car.

"It's about to have lunch, where are you going?" Butler Han asked subconsciously.

Han Qilu took the key from the housekeeper Han, only said "meet a friend" and left.

The car was like an arrow from the string, and quickly drove away from Han's house. Following the navigation in the car, it didn't take long to arrive at the example mentioned by Nangong Zifei. The door slowly opened, and he parked the car in the garage following the instructions of those people.

Before getting out of the car, he kept an eye on him, removed the lock of the phone, and pressed Xiao Mingluo's in advance. In case this was Nangong Zifei's Hongmen Banquet, he could notify Xiao Mingluo as soon as possible. After doing this quickly, he opened the door and walked on.

"Hello, Master Han, our boss has been waiting for you for a long time." A blonde girl came over and said, and then made a gesture of asking.

Han Qilu choked his head slightly and followed the foreign girl out of the garage.

The foreign girl didn't lead him to the villa, but along the fence, led him all the way to a place similar to the boulevard of Steiland.

From a distance, he saw two people standing under a slightly larger sycamore tree. The trees on both sides here had fallen out of their leaves, and they looked bleak. And there seems to be people tied to the trunk of that bigger plane tree?

This is how the same thing?

"Boss." The foreign girl stopped fifty meters away and shouted Nangong Zifei.

Nangongzi slowly turned around, nodded to the foreign girl, and the foreign girl turned away.

Han Qilu didn't hesitate, walked quickly, and when he got closer, he saw that there were really two people **** there, back to back tied to the tree trunk, with cloth strips still in his mouth.

But he happened to know these two people who were tied up.

One was Marg with a gray face, and the other was Du Jianran whose eyes were swollen with tears.

"I'm sorry for asking you to come over at this time." Nangong Zifei is still handsome, his gaze is sideways, and he falls on the two people who are tied up, pauses for a while, and said: "But I am really now I don't know what to do with them."

It is certain that Marge is Nangong Zifei's girlfriend, but what happened to Du Jianran?

Doubts flashed across Han Qilu's face, and he said directly, "What happened?"

"These two **** actually want to frame Early Summer!" Without waiting for Nangongzi to explain, the big tiger on the side said angrily.

Han Qilu frowned, still puzzled, but didn't ask, waiting for Nangongzi to explain.

Nangong Zifei glanced at Dahu, but Dahu fell silent immediately.

Dahu obediently shut his mouth, and then he began to explain the whole thing clearly.

It happened in the basketball game yesterday. Marg and Du Jianran came to Songli as cheerleaders. Everything was normal at the beginning. At the end of the first round of rest, he happened to hear the conversation between Du Jianran and Mag when he went to the bathroom.

The two were planning to put medicine in the mineral water of An Chuxia in the next round, and that medicine would ruin An Chuxia.

But what they didn't expect was that this incident was unexpectedly heard by Nangongzi who ran to the toilet. It was precisely because he heard it that he prevented it from happening in time. If they succeeded, I don’t know how miserable An Chuxia will end!

In order to take into account the face of Marg and Du Jianran, he only warned them both, and did not make the matter public at the time.

I wanted to punish them afterwards, but I didn't expect them to administer medicine again at the celebration party yesterday. I want to come to the two people, but also intends to break the net with An Chuxia Yu, but how can all this escape so that Nangong Zifei who has been staring at them two?

Therefore, after the celebration banquet was over, Nangong Zifei was directly **** with the two of them. But after being tied up, he still doesn't know how to deal with these two people.

Hearing this, Han Qilu's eyes were gloomy, his eyes fixed on Mag and Du Jianran.

Marg seemed to have lost her soul, her eyes were blank, while Du Jianran felt the terrifying look in Han Qilu's eyes, and she trembled.

"Where's the medicine?" Han Qilu looked away from them and looked at Nangong Zifei.

Nangongzi stared blankly and asked, "You don't mean to..."

"Since you have called me to deal with it, I should always help you deal with it. Don't you think?" Han Qilu smiled lightly, but the curvature of his mouth was so cold.

"Is the medicine still there?" Nangong Zifei didn't say anything more, turning to look at the big tiger.

"Still! I threw it in the trash can, I will look for it now!" Dahu recovered, and hurried away.

Han Qilu knew the identity of Marg. It was from Nangong Zifei, so there was nothing to worry about. The more tricky thing is Du Jianran. Du Jianran has a name and a surname. After disappearing, his family will always find out.

Han Qilu raised his eyes halfway, took a few steps forward, walked in front of Du Jianran, tilted his head slightly, looked at Nangong Zifei and asked, "I haven't gone back all night, did her family urge you?"

Nangongzi raised his chin slightly and said, "It's not just you, Han Qilu, who has the means."

That's great.

"You—" Han Qilu stretched out his hand indifferently, pinching Du Jianran's chin, the girl was already shaking with fright, and her lips were also bloodless.

Du Jianran saw her horrified herself in Han Qilu's eyes. She clenched her fists and finally gathered up the courage to shout, "Qilu...Master."

"Do you think you deserve to call me?" Han Qilu narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Remember that your bicycle broke down that day? At that time I thought it was my car that rubbed you on, and you would fall. I let you I took my car to be worthy of my conscience. And this time I met, I seemed to be going to be sorry for my conscience."

The voice fell, and the force holding Du Jianran's chin in his hand increased in vain.

Du Jianran's pupils shrank and screamed.

Han Qilu released his hand after a moment.

Nangong Zifei didn't say clearly what kind of medicine it was, only that it was a medicine that could make people "ruin and fame". But Han Qilu immediately understood what it was. In that kind of public place, if a girl really took the medicine of both of them, he could hardly think of the consequences!

Not only An Chuxia will be ruined, but Sidilan and even the Han will be vilified.

Thinking of this, he felt scared for a while.

Big tiger hurriedly ran over, dressed roughly, walked to Han Qilu and stopped, and passed a small plastic bag containing a few small pills. He explained: "This kind of thing will dissolve in water, it is colorless and tasteless, but it has a strong medicinal property, and it is generally not available in China.

"Oh?" Han Qilu took the medicine, turned around and asked with interest, "You two, where did you get this medicine?"

Marg lowered her head and said nothing, while Du Jianran kept shaking her head, showing fear on her face.

"Don't tell me?" The smile at the corner of Han Qilu's mouth gradually deepened, and he reached out his hand to take out the phone from his pocket and pressed the dial button: "Mingluo, make time, now go to Atlantis and clear the venue.

After agreeing over there, Han Qilu hung up the phone, turned to Nangong Zifei and said, "I'll take you away, please help me get in the car."

Nangong Zifei hesitated for a moment, and said, "Give me some time."

"Okay." Han Qilu nodded, took a step back, away from the sycamore tree.

After all, Marge was Nangong Zifei's girlfriend, although he knew very well in his heart that what Nangong Zifei really remembered was An Chuxia. But at this juncture, Nangong Zifei still needs some time to talk to Mag.