Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

She raised her eyebrows, and she clearly saw Han Qilu's mouth twitched: "You... have you eaten the breakfast you prepared for me?"

"Hehehe." She moved the plastic bag behind her: "This is a small accident." One can imagine how stinky her face is now! It's more smelly than eating a lump of stool! ! !

Han Qilu just glanced at her: "Milk." He was referring to the half carton of milk she was holding in her hand. An Chuxia shook the milk in her hand in disbelief, and blinked pitifully, "Sorry, I drank half of this..."

When I was so regretful that my intestines were green, Han Qilu actually stretched out his super-suitable piano hand to **** the milk from her hand, raised his head, and drank it gruntingly. There was no hint of disgust in his eyes. This made An Chuxia feel weird in her heart, but she couldn't tell what was weird.

She has always been so good in Chinese, but she doesn't know what to say!

"Thanks." Han Qilu walked away from the milk in his hand. Watching his departure, An Chuxia awakened and chased after him: "Hey! Master Qilu!!!"

Calling him a young master, An Chuxia didn't care about face, so she had to favor Han Qilu and let him find a job that suits her. Anyway, she doesn't need to go to school today, and it's okay to be closer to him. He ran up like a pug and stopped Han Qilu with a dog-legged look, even his eyes showed that dog-legged look! She was about to vomit herself, but Master Qilu seemed to enjoy her doglegs.

I stood still and looked at her with piercing eyes: "What's the matter." This look really resembles the Japanese devils during the War of Resistance against Japan: "You drip, good people?" Puff, kill her...

"Well, are you free today?" She held Han Qilu's hand tightly: "Such a sunny, beautiful, and blooming Saturday, don't you think staying at home is a waste? Huh?"

The corners of Han Qilu's mouth twitched again, especially when she met her, "What do you want to do?"

"Nothing!" She immediately replied: "I have absolutely no intentions, I just want to ask if you are free today. Hehehehe."

Han Qilu suddenly put away the coldness on his face, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "You want to date me?"

date you? The dog will ask you! Want grandma to make an appointment with you? Next life! Thinking about this in my heart, An Chuxia still kept the usual flat smile on her face. She is a person who can hide her thoughts in her heart. Otherwise, Han Qilu wouldn't be spitting blood on the spot to death by her anger?

"I just want to ask if you are free, and I don't mean to ask you." Even if it's for money, don't betray her only face! date you? I bother!

A hint of loss flashed across Han Qilu's eyes, but An Chuxia didn't see it. All she saw was Han Qilu suddenly relaxed and said, "It's okay if you don't ask me. I was upset just now about how I should refuse you. I have an appointment today."

"Have an appointment? With Mo Xinwei?" She asked subconsciously.

"With whom, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right?" Han Qilu still looks indifferent. What makes An Chuxia hate the itchy teeth, but before An Chuxia speaks, Han Qilu's tone softens and continues: "Go fight with Mingluo and the others. golf."