Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

"Successful." Jin Ke said lightly: "I originally wanted to stay there to continue doing scientific research, but there were too many tourists in these few days to work quietly, so I simply went back here and brought my work back. ."

"Work can be done slowly, why do you let yourself be so tired?" Jiang Guoli's eyes showed distress.

"For the last half of my life, I have been busy designing wine cellars and making money. But that is not what I like. I have enough money, so I want to live a life I like. This is a job I like, because I like, So I don't feel tired." Jin Ke said very calmly.

Jiang Guoli sighed, and that sigh made people feel a little moved.

He and Jin Ke seem to have some kind of unexplainable relationship.

She couldn't see what Jin Ke was thinking, but she could see that Jiang Guoli's relationship with Jin Ke was definitely not just an ordinary friendship.

"Is his relationship with his father better?"

An Chuxia looked up and met Jin Ke's eyes, only then realized that Jin Ke was talking to her.

She hurriedly replied: "It's better. It was a misunderstanding. The misunderstanding has been explained clearly, and the relationship is naturally closer."

"That's fine." Jin Ke said so, stood up, looked at them and said: "Since you have come so far, you are my guests. Have you eaten lunch? If you haven't eaten it, I will stay for lunch. , It happens that I was already cooking just now."

"No." "Good."

The two inconsistent answers came from her and Jiang Guoli respectively.

She froze for a moment, then turned to look at Jiang Guoli, and quickly said to Jin Ke in embarrassment, "Okay..."

"Girl." Jiang Guoli glanced at her and said: "I have something to say to your Aunt Jin, you can watch TV downstairs. I remember that the TV is upstairs."

An Chuxia nodded quickly: "Okay."

After that, she seemed to be able to run up the stairs and came to the second floor. There were rooms on the second floor. She didn't know which room the TV was in, and she was too embarrassed to open other people's rooms, so she went straight up until she reached the platform where the house was drying things.

The platform is surrounded by white railings. Although it is a bit cold here, the air is very fresh. From here, you can see the distant mountains and the bare fields.

After a while, Jiang Guoli walked up.

"I thought you were watching TV, and there was no one in the room, so I guessed you were here." Jiang Guoli said, stepping forward, standing beside her, looking into the distance, and then asking for a while: "Since you know what Jin Ke is, why don't you ask me what is her relationship with me?"

An Chuxia turned his head and looked at Jiang Guoli, who was looking into the distance, and said, "If you want to say it, you will naturally tell me. If you don’t want to say it, I can’t force you to tell me. If that’s the case, why should I still Ask?"

Jiang Guoli smiled and said, "What a clever girl. I'm not afraid to tell you. I'm a high school classmate with Ke Ke. Since high school, I have always liked her, but later she met Han Liuhai. In her eyes, There has never been me. Even if the person she likes gives up her without hesitation in the face of fame and love."

"Aunt Jin Ke is a smart person, so she didn't choose to become a third party after Daddy married Mommy."

An Chuxia whispered.

"No." Jiang Guoli shook his head: "You are wrong. She is not a smart person, she is just proud and disdains to be a third party. I like her, probably because of her arrogance. I saw her this time, I plan not to see each other again."

An Chuxia frowned suspiciously and asked, "You don't like her?"

"I'm a stubborn person. I like someone and I won't change again. However, I am not young anymore. Every year I come back, I am urged to marry. Starting this year, I have to bury her in my heart." Jiang Guoli smiled. Laughed, looked back at her, looked at her, and said, "The incense of Lao Jiang's family can't be cut off. Since I have made up my mind to get married, I must not see her again. I can at least not be sorry for the person who will be with me in the future."

This is the man who knows how to love.

Love is forbearance, letting go, and having to take responsibility.

"I thought you didn't know who she was, but since you know it, you should explain it clearly to you. But you have to hide this matter from Qilu and his mother, they don't know my relationship with Ke. "Jiang Guoli said with a smile, but there was bitterness hidden in his smile.

"Well, I will keep it secret!" An Chuxia said firmly.

"Good boy!" Jiang Guoli stretched out his hand and patted her head lightly: "Let's go, lunch should be ready. After lunch, let's go back."

"En." An Chuxia agreed, following Jiang Guoli's footsteps.

After lunch, Jin Ke drove them all the way to the parking place. There was no big wave in her eyes, but after she opened the car door, Jin Ke suddenly walked up, took her hand, and put a red envelope on it. In her hands.

"At any rate, it's my junior, so I should pack a red envelope."

The corner of Jin Ke's mouth evoked a calm smile.

This time parting, it may be that I will never see you again. An Chuxia did not refuse the red envelope, she reached out and hugged Jin Ke who was thinner than her, and whispered, "Take care."

Jin Ke is really an unpleasant person. I only hope that she can be well for her life.

When I returned to Han's house, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. Sculptural soldiers reappeared at the gate. The guards Jiang Guoli brought back this time were all from City A. The reason why they were picked was to allow them to return home after years of not being able to go home.

But with their professionalism, even if the chief is letting go, they will go home once and return to their posts after a lunch.

An Chuxia's respect for these people suddenly increased a bit.

Four days passed, and it was time for Jiang Guoli to return to the imperial capital. After just a few days of getting along, she was reluctant to Jiang Guoli. Sitting in such a high position, it is still not easy to be so approachable and considerate to subordinates. He is also a respectable person.

Shidong Airport.

Jiang Guoli went back by special plane. The plane flew at two o'clock and there was still some time before the plane took off.

Han Qilu packed Jiang Guoli’s favorite tea and handed it to the guards. Then he walked to Jiang Guoli, who looked down at the newspaper, and said, “Uncle, don’t come back this year during the Chinese New Year. Come back when you have time. You know my mom always misses you."

"Thinking about me? Thinking that I will fly to Australia on the first day of the new year to play?" Jiang Guoli joked, and then became serious: "You guys have to work hard. People study so well in early summer, so send the report card. I've seen it, and I got the first place in the school in the final exam, and the first in all subjects. If your kid doesn't pass the language and literature, I see you, sooner or later, you will be rejected by Early Summer."

"She won't." Han Qilu curled his lips: "Besides, I'm just bad in Chinese."

"You still have the face to say! I would rather you take 30 points for math test than 30 points for Chinese!" Jiang Guoli said with a glaring look.

Han Qilu coughed awkwardly and reminded in a low voice, "It's forty minutes."

Jiang Guoli immediately smashed the newspaper on him, and stood up but smiled: "Smelly boy! Time is almost up, I'm going in, you go, study hard, and I will take you to the Imperial Capital every day. "

"You have to have that time." Han Qilu rolled his eyes. Jiang Guoli is basically the dragon without seeing the beginning and the end. Even if he is admitted to the A college, he may not see Jiang Guoli once in a semester.

"When have I not counted?" Jiang Guoli said, turning his head to look at An Chuxia, beckoning, and saying: "Girl, you can help this stinky boy's language, if her language can improve by seventy It’s not hopeless that A is big."

What Jiang Guoli said is not an exaggeration. Han Qilu is a science student. Because he inherited Han Liuhai's IQ, he can meet people in all subjects except Chinese. If he can improve his language to more than one hundred points, A is not far from him.

"I remembered, uncle." An Chuxia smiled and looked at Han Qilu ill-intentionally: "Call me teacher later."

Han Qilu glanced at her and turned his head.

It was finally time for parting. Jiang Guoli didn't look back all the way, as if he was afraid that he would be even more reluctant to look back. The more senior people are, the less qualified they are to love home.

An Chuxia couldn't help but his eyes were red, and Han Qilu was also silent all the way.

When they got home, she and Han Qilu were really the only people in the Han family. Steward Han and the others have not come back today. Of course, she didn't know that Han Qilu had taken care of it specially. Ba Tian Da ran over from the lawn all the way, and after the servant who was in charge of Ba Tian returned home from leave, Han Qilu untied the chain around Ba Tian's neck and allowed it to move around at will.

"It's the fifth day of tomorrow." As soon as Han Qilu returned to the hall, he turned on the TV and lay on the sofa.

An Chuxia nodded: "Yes, I'll go to work tomorrow. You stay at home and read the book. Look more at the phonetic and glyph materials sent by the teacher. Your score rate for multiple choice questions will not be so low."

"I know." Han Qilu agreed casually. The Spring Festival Gala was rebroadcast on TV. He simply turned off the TV and walked behind An Chuxia who was holding a watering can to water the flowers. He stretched out his hand and hugged her: "Teacher, you can If you don't go to work, will you study with me at home?"

An Chuxia deliberately pushed her elbow back and hit Han Qilu's waist: "Go away! Don't disturb the teacher watering the flowers!"

Han Qilu covered his waist painfully, and went upstairs with a grunt, without forgetting to remind: "I want to eat dumplings for dinner!"

The next day, An Chuxia got up early, and it was not bright after breakfast.

Han Qilu must have not gotten up at this time, she wrote a note, put the breakfast in the thermos cup, and went out with her backpack on her back. There will be a stop sign going forward here. The first bus will arrive at 6:30 in the morning, but the second bus will have to arrive at around 7:20. Her working time is at 8 o’clock. She was delayed at work, so she had to arrive at the stop sign before half past six.