Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

An Chuxia was too lazy to pay attention to Meng Xiaonan, and turned on the lights of the entire library not far away.

In an instant, the entire library was brightened up, and some things were exposed.

Several people approached Bassari, and saw that she was fainting on the ground at this time. The baby face was so pale and terrible because of being frightened, as if it weren't the faint sound of breathing.

"YES, success!" Mo Xinwei was very excited and made a "V" gesture.

She wanted to clean up this **** woman a long time ago, huh, grab a record with her and bully her? Go to **** you!

And knowing that Bassari was not dead, Meng Xiaonan cheered for the first time, relaxed, no need to run away. However, she went to toss those props. In fact, her favorite is this skull, which is very stylish, I like it!

This skull is actually a prop, dripping blood, it's just ketchup!

The cute little man licked the ketchup on the skull with a very wicked taste, and said helplessly: "Cheap is not good. Look, this ketchup is sour, it must have expired."

Facing the cute boy's convulsion, An Chuxia had calmed down a long time ago, but Mo Xinwei and Marukzi's shoes were suffering, and the corners of their mouths were twisted.

"An Chuxia, I didn't expect you to be so cruel, so that she would get hope in despair, and she was shattered from hope, you are really cruel." Mo Xinwei said with the tape recorder in her hand.

This recorder recorded almost what Han Qi recorded just now, and Barsari was holding people just now...Of course it was An Chuxia!

"I'm not easy to mess with." An Chuxia just said this sentence very calmly.

If others don't provoke her, she will naturally not deal with others, but if others provoke her, then I am sorry, she will definitely let that person know that An Chuxia is not a soft-footed shrimp.

Hearing the conversation between An Chuxia and Mo Xinwei, she just snickered in her heart. Her boss was already very smart, and the methods of rectification were much higher than her.

This Basali is making the wrong person.

"Pack things up and we will leave." An Chuxia stood up and said.

After finishing Basali, I felt relieved.

Later, it took a long time for a few to restore the library to its original state, and then left the place and parted ways.

But Bassari... is still in a coma.

Thinking like this, An Chuxia called Han Qilu and asked him to pick up people.

However, when An Chuxia walked to the school gate and was about to call Han Qilu...

"Boss Boss Boss..." Meng Xiaonan seemed to be irritated, and kept poking An Chuxia in the arm.

At this time, An Chuxia was holding his mobile phone, looking for the address book to call Han Qilu, asking him to carry people, and wherever there is time to pay attention to Meng Xiaonan, she felt that Meng Xiaonan definitely didn't know what he was smoking, so she simply Ignore her.

Of course...

"Hi, the future husband of early summer!" Meng Xiaonan waved his hand very affectionately and greeted Han Qilu who had already walked into them.

At noon, she deeply understood the lethality of the words "future husband in early summer"!

When she heard Meng Xiaonan's words, Chuxia's hands stiffened, and when she raised her head, she met Han Qilu's peerless face. She stiffened, and then said faintly, "Bassari is in the library."

Han Qilu knew at all, she wanted to fix Bassari's affairs, so she didn't hide anything.

Just think: Will he be angry?

Well, since confessing that I like him, An Chuxia has been a lot of hypocrisy. A lot of things, which used to be free and easy, are now free and easy. To be honest, it is difficult!

"Well, I know." Han Qilu replied, still with a calm and calm attitude.