Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

"If you are worried about this..." Han Qilu paused, looked at her like a god, and said word by word: "I can order them to postpone the exam time. Or, I can It’s easy for them to rank first in your class."

Han Qilu has always spoken like this, like a proud king, it seems that everything can be done. And he can indeed do everything, but she is not happy with his attitude. Do you really think you are a god?

She sneered at this, flung Han Qilu away and pulled her wrist lightly, and she passed him.

Because of the wind, a bunch of silky hair ends swept across Han Qilu's contoured face, itching, and there was an inexplicable feeling of heart palpitations: "It's impossible for us, Han Qilu."

Han Qilu's eyelashes gradually drooped down, and An Chuxia didn't see the sad expression on Han Qilu's majestic handsome face, and even the sky was darker. It seems to be sad for his sadness.

"I will wait for you at the school gate when the second exam is over, and my mother will let you go back for dinner." At the end, I was afraid that An Chuxia would not agree, and added another sentence: "Don't let her down."

When he finished speaking, An Chuxia's slightly cool fingertips just touched the cold roof door handle. Her fingers stiffened slightly, she opened the door and decisively walked out of the rooftop. From beginning to end, he didn't look back at Han Qilu, and Han Qilu had always maintained the previous posture with his back facing the rooftop door. He didn't know what was wrong with him now, but felt that the pain Xiang Mankui caused him back then seemed to be back. And this kind of pain seems more uncomfortable than that kind of pain.

"Damn!" At the end, he stretched out his hand and quickly clenched it into a fist, slamming it against the railing of the rooftop. The smashed place was slightly sunken, and then the blood was donated.

But his face remained the same.

When An Chuxia opened the door of the rooftop again, she saw Han Qilu's right hand bleeding spontaneously, dripping bit by bit on the rooftop, and it was actually a small pool of blood, which was shocking.

Originally, she just received a call from Xiao Mingluo, saying that the time was set for lunch today. As long as she cooperates with him, pretends to be his girlfriend and then takes the opportunity to get rid of Ou Xi.

Naturally, she didn't want to disappoint Jiang Yuanyuan, after all, she was a person who treated her sincerely. So I wanted to come and tell him that I might arrive at the school gate a little later. I didn't expect to see such a scene.

Her chest breathed unconsciously, as if a stone blocked her chest, preventing her from breathing.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, Han Qilu turned his head and looked towards the door with a cold face, but saw An Chuxia look shocked. He thought it was Ling Hanyu or Xiao Mingluo, but he didn't expect it to be her.

He put his hand behind him without a trace, he didn't want her to see that he was injured. He looked away lightly and asked calmly, "Something?"

With her personality, nothing will never come back here. In fact, he was telling the truth. Jiang Yuanyuan did call An Chuxia to go back for dinner at noon. So, is she here to refuse him now? Did you even refuse Jiang Yuanyuan's request? His eyes were stained with coldness.

The corner of his mouth raised, and he put away his emotions and said: "If you really hate going there to eat, don't go. My mother is not going to die because you don't go back to eat."