Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

Hearing this, Han Qilu stood up straight, glanced at her silently and said, "Now? Do you know what time it is now?"

"I know." An Chuxia picked up the phone without thinking, "Nine-seven."

"Then do you know what the two of them are going to do today?" Han Qilu continued to ask.

"I know..." An Chuxia coughed to resolve the embarrassment: "It is because I know that I want to stop it? In case the method Ling said does not work, isn't Jiang Nan the most pitiful one?"

After a series of words, she felt that she was much more relaxed.

And Han Qilu just listened to her quietly. After speaking, he nodded and said, "You are right."

Her eyes lit up instantly: "Then you take me there!"

Unexpectedly, Han Qilu shook his head decisively: "NO."

"Why?!" She became anxious: "Don't you agree with what I just said? If you don't hurry up, it might be too late!"

"An Chuxia." Han Qilu suddenly said, holding her shoulder with the hand without the cup, "Why do you always worry about others? Why don't you think about your own situation?"

"My situation?" She was stunned: "What's my situation?"

She saw a complicated light flashing in Han Qilu’s eyes, but Han Qilu didn’t explain, but said earnestly: “It’s already past nine o’clock, and everything that should have happened should have happened. What you need to know is that Mingluo is I know who you are. Please trust my brother when you worry about your friends."

"..." She was speechless for a while.

Yes, she was really only worried about the cute boy, but she hadn't thought about Xiao Mingluo at all.

"Okay, go back to sleep." Han Qilu raised his hand, patted her shoulder, and walked past her with his foot.

"Do you believe Xiao Mingluo?" An Chuxia watched Han Qilu walk down the stairs, muttering to herself, but finally walked into her room.

The next morning, the two had breakfast together. Jiang Yuanyuan also got up early and had breakfast with them. Don't forget to remind her not to forget the box of chocolates after breakfast.

"An Chuxia, gone." Han Qilu glanced at the two people who were whispering, then turned and walked out of the hall first.

"Take it." Jiang Yuanyuan handed her a bag: "Don't forget to give it to him. If you don't give it to him before you come back, Mommy will be angry."

"I see." An Chuxia nodded helplessly, took the bag with the box of chocolates, and walked out of the hall.

Walking out of the Han's gate, Han Qilu was standing by the car. He heard a voice. He was about to get in the car. He suddenly caught a glimpse of the bag she was carrying. He stopped and asked, "What are you holding?"

"No." She shook her head hurriedly: "Nothing."

Seeing that she refused to say, Han Qilu gave up, opened the door and got into the car. Seeing this in early summer, An hurried forward to sit in the passenger seat. The car sped away quickly.

She slept well last night. She called Meng Xiaonan early this morning, but she shut it down. Sitting in the car now, she couldn't help making another call, but it turned off.

Han Qilu was silent, and the car went directly onto the highway. Although the road was flat, she felt a little motion sickness and fell asleep soon.

When she opened her eyes, the car had already stopped. There was no Han Qilu in the driver's seat, and she was still covered with a coat of Han Qilu.