Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

Han Qilu glanced at Xiao Mingluo, stretched out his hand and took out a cigarette from his pocket and hung it in his mouth, tapped his other hand gently, and lit the cigarette with a delicate lighter. The flickering cigarette butts flickered in the dim light.

"Ahem. I said..." Xiao Mingluo gave a dry cough, adjusted his posture, and looked directly at Han Qilu with a smile.

Han Qilu let out a puff of cigarette leisurely, glanced at Xiao Mingluo, and said in a bad tone: "If you have a fart, let it go."

"I mean, are you too strict with Xiao Chuxia? Anyway, she didn't marry you, so she managed to be like this. It is conceivable that she will marry you in the future, and no man can hook up. Life should be so dark. So..." Xiao Mingluo smiled shamelessly: "Before you marry you, you can still close one more eye."

As soon as the voice fell, Han Qilu's eyes were cold, his fingers lightly raised, and the cigarette **** still burning in his hand suddenly flew over. Even though Xiao Mingluo's reaction speed was fairly fast, the knuckles of the **** of his right hand were still burned.

"Hiss——" Xiao Mingluo took a breath, and then quickly blew a few breaths on the back of his hand: "Qilu, you murdered your relatives and friends!"

"If you don't talk about the main points, it's more than just the hands." Han Qilu smiled faintly, an invisible murderous intent spread across his smile.

"..." Xiao Mingluo didn't dare to laugh any more, and condensed the playfulness on his face and said solemnly: "You should have noticed it too. The person you almost quarreled with was not easy. Indeed..."

Seeing Han Qilu's silence, he walked a few steps left and right before continuing to say: "It was an accident to check him. I called in early summer and asked me to check this person for her. I found out from the school's archives that his name was Nangong Zifei, but my people found out..."

The air suddenly became tight, and Han Qilu's eyes narrowed slightly, earnestly.

Who knows Xiao Mingluo's conversation turned, and he laughed happily: "If I tell you, what will you do to me? Tell me a beauty? If there is really no beauty, you can let me play for a while in early summer. Ah... Ah...!!!"

This time it was not a cigarette but a coin that flew over. This time, of course, he was not scalded, but his face was cut with a coin. The wound does not look very deep, but it is difficult to guarantee that it will not leave a scar.

"Xiao Mingluo, if you are no more serious, I will dispose of you!" Han Qilu gritted his teeth and stared at Xiao Mingluo with hatred of iron and steel.

The latter didn't dare to make any trouble anymore, covering his face pitifully and said: "My people found out that Nangong Zifei's nationality is in the United States, and found out that he was on the American road called... nigger. "

"Shit!" Han Qilu cursed, and took a few steps forward, holding Xiao Mingluo's collar and shouted, "You **** dragged it around until now to tell me about such an important thing!"

Xiao Mingluo half-closed his eyes: "Isn't this the main event to be put behind? Besides, I just knew this too!"

Han Qilu was so angry that the blue veins on his neck jumped up.

There was a sound at the entrance of the music room. It turned out that An Chuxia and Ling Hanyu had returned.

"You..." An Chuxia, who didn't know the situation, stretched out her hand and pointed at Xiao Mingluo's face in horror.

The wound that Xiao Mingluo had just been scratched by the coin that Han Qilu flew over had already leaked a lot of blood, which looked somewhat terrifying.