Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

Although Han Qilu felt that something was wrong, he reached out and opened the bag and took out the milky white box inside. As soon as the box was opened, the aroma came out, and the most eye-catching thing was of course the large row of hearts.

"This..." Han Qilu blinked, and his eyes fell on An Chuxia again: "You didn't do this, right?"

"It's not me." An Chuxia was about to explain the origin of this food box. Han Qilu had already thrown the food box and the plastic bag into the trash can at the back.

A boy in the corner whispered: "The garbage I just took out..."

Hearing the voice, Han Qilu glanced over coldly, and the boy immediately put on a respectful expression: "It's an honor to be able to take out the garbage for Master Qilu..."

Only then did Han Qilu look back, turned and walked back to An Chuxia.

"Why are you throwing it away?" An Chuxia's eyes showed a trace of anger.

"Do you have to ask the reason?" Han Qilu looked at Ling Hanyu casually as he spoke, and then said: "Then I will tell you the reason for throwing it away."

An Chuxia took a deep breath, waiting for Han Qilu's explanation.

"First of all, I don't care who asked you to give it to me. It was not something you gave. I don't want it."

"..." An Chuxia was stunned, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

"Secondly, I don't want you to be jealous."

After Han Qilu finished speaking, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he added: "Do you understand now?"

"What!" An Chuxia glared at Han Qilu, but his cheeks flushed uncontrollably, "What the **** are you talking about?"

"I didn't talk nonsense, it's all true." Han Qilu said solemnly.

"Then why are you lying to me?" An Chuxia paused, and took a deep breath before continuing to ask: "Why are you hiding the reason for my injury."

Injured...

Han Qilu suddenly remembered that An Chuxia had discovered his foot injury last night.

Will care about this, which shows that An Chuxia must still care about him! With this recognition, Han Qilu was immediately satisfied.

"Why? I'm afraid you will be jealous." Han Qilu said half-jokingly.

"Who the **** eats spicy strips in the classroom, I smell it so I want to vomit!" Ling Hanyu said suddenly, and stood up and walked directly outside, saying, "I really **** want to vomit!"

Han Qilu knew that Ling Hanyu was talking about himself, but deliberately ignored his words and said earnestly to An Chuxia Yu: "Don't bring me anything for other girls in the future, remember?"

"En." An Chuxia nodded reflexively. The next second, she woke up like a dream: "Han Qilu! Who told you I would be jealous? Don't be passionate!"

"Affectionate?" Han Qilu's smile did not diminish at all. He looked at An Chuxia and smiled: "If I'm being affectionate, what are you blushing?"

"Together with!"

The people around began to roar, and it happened that Xiao Mingluo came in from the door of the class at this time. Many people had gathered at the door of the class, and they looked inside to see what happened. But since this was Han Qilu's class, they didn't dare to come in and see.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Mingluo was puzzled.

An Chuxia blushed like that, and he whispered "insanity" and ran directly outside, making Xiao Mingluo even more confused.

"What the **** happened?" Xiao Mingluo asked when he walked to Han Qilu.