Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

After realizing that she was being tricked again, An Chuxia grabbed the newspaper Han Qilu had read just now and threw it on his face. And Han Qilu didn't avoid it at all, but raised his eyebrows without any waves, and said, "If you continue to fight, I still won't hide, but...you will be a widow."

"You're a widow!" An Chuxia couldn't help but laugh, just when the car stopped at the school gate. Without waiting for Han Qilu to make any more actions or say anything, she quickly opened the car door and ran out.

After arriving in the classroom, An Chuxia knew from her tablemate Felia's mouth that there was indeed a party in the evening to wish the great wild expedition to a successful conclusion. Moreover, she also accidentally learned something that has a lot to do with the holding of this party...

"Isn't this a waste of money?" An Chuxia rolled her eyes, opened her book and started to preview the lesson she was going to take today. Although she hasn't come to school these days, she has been reading when she was in Han's house, and the time spent on leave is not long, so she hasn't missed much homework.

In response to An Chuxia’s reaction, Felia shook her head repeatedly, snatched the textbook from her hand and said solemnly: “You don’t know! It’s not the habit of holding this greeting party before, but I’m from the student union. I heard that it was because a mysterious transfer student gave a lot of money to sponsor the school. No, the school is going to transform the scenic mountain in the east into a huge artificial lake. So the party said it was a great wild adventure. In fact, it was to help this mysterious transfer student."

"Cut!" A disdainful voice came from behind An Chuxia abruptly. When she turned her head to look, she happened to see Meng Xiaonan stuffing his schoolbag into the drawer while taking out a small game console from his jacket pocket.

Seeing An Chuxia was watching her, she put the game console aside. Since I have been chatting with Meng Xiaoman's mobile phone these days, she is naturally not surprised that An Chuxia, who had been on leave for many days, suddenly came to class again.

"Boss, don't listen to this little fat girl talking nonsense! What kind of mysterious transfer student? Do you think life is a fairy tale painting?! It's also mysterious... At most it is a very frustrated super rich second generation, I don't hold it. Any hope." After speaking, she calmly turned on the game console and started playing.

"What you said is wrong! People in the Student Union have always spoken ten out of ten truthfully!" Filia was unhappy.

Seeing Filia wanting to fight with himself, Meng Xiaonan raised his eyelids: "Okay! Then let's take a gamble! To bet on whether this transfer student tonight is a second-generation student or a handsome man!"

Of course Filia was not to be outdone. She squeezed her fat hand and said, "Gamble!"

"European class! How about betting one million?! RMB."

"Deal!"

"You are ready for a million!"

"You just prepared a million for me! You, lose, decide, you are!"

When the two of them got to this dialogue, An Chuxia would not have the patience to continue listening. Take out the pen in the pencil bag and mark the key points on the textbook. Although it is so, it is only vague, I always feel that something will happen this night.

Is it an illusion? She shook her head and continued to focus.

The morning class ended in an early summer with a fluently answering English teacher’s questions in English, and it ended perfectly. Since returning from the United States, she has worked hard and determined to learn English harder.

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