Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

Han Qilu's lips moved, obviously wanting to say something. But in the end he didn't say anything, just glanced at the corner of his mouth in disgust, and turned his head out of the window without speaking. His expression was no longer as stiff as before, obviously he was no longer angry as before.

She shrugged meaninglessly. Seeing that he hadn't spoken, An Chuxia didn't speak any more, pitting herself with that wonderful crispy corner.

"Give me something quietly!" Han Qilu turned his head back again, frowning tightly: "You don't want to sleep, others need to sleep!"

Who is this other person referring to? An Chuxia looked around, the car was quiet, and everyone held their breath and dared not make any noise. They... don't seem to want to sleep, but don't dare to make a sound?

"Qilu~" An Chuxia had a playful expression. As soon as he reached out, he put a handful of crispy corners into Han Qilu's slightly opened mouth: "Come on, let's eat together."

"Bah! Don't be stupid! -_-" Han Qilu spit out all the crispy corners in his mouth.

This... brat! An Chuxia gritted his teeth and was about to teach Han Qilu not to waste food indiscriminately. The car that had been driving steadily suddenly came to an emergency brake. For a time, people turn to the horse=_=^……

If it weren't for Han Qilu's quick eyesight and quick hands, he quickly pulled An Chuxia into his arms, and An Chuxia would fall directly to the ground because of inertia.

But pitiful of that package of wonderful crispy corners. An Chuxia glanced regretfully at the Miao Crisp horns scattered all over the ground. The horns are hard...

"what happened?!"

Han Qilu has a bad tone, and the driver must have known Han Qilu. He hurriedly explained that a car suddenly stopped in front of him and blocked the road. As soon as the driver finished speaking, the door of the car parked in front opened, and a few people got out of the car and walked to the special car they took in the early summer of Anchu.

"Dare to stop our car, Master Qilu, let's get out of the car and beat them up now!" The guy who had something to do rolled up his sleeves and looked like he was about to rush down to fight.

Han Qilu remained silent, squinting his eyes to see what the few standing in front of the car seemed to be saying, but because of the reason they were sitting in the car, they couldn't hear what they were saying. Finally, he turned his gaze to the window of the black Q8. A murderous aura flashed across his eyes.

"Open the car door and let them come up." Han Qilu sat back in his seat, his complexion seemed a little bad.

"Okay Master Qilu, I'll rush now..." The boy who had a good deed said for a long time before realizing it. Han Qilu said just to let them come up instead of letting him go down and fight, and he froze for a while: "Huh? what did you say?"

"Brother-in-law said, open the door. Didn't you see the gestures of those people asking us to open the door?" Meng Xiaonan rolled his eyes.

The good boy had to sit back to his seat angrily.

Seeing that the car door was opened, the men in black suits immediately got into the car: "I'm sorry to disturb everyone in this way. Excuse me, is Miss An Chuxia sitting in this car?"

An Chuxia, who was still lamenting the bag of wonderful crisp corners, finally woke up.

"Ah? Are you talking about An Chuxia?" After receiving affirmative glances from a few men, she unconsciously shrank to Han Qilu's side: "Yes, I am."

A certain man seemed to be very satisfied with An Chuxia's inadvertently shrinking towards him. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he looked directly at the men, waiting for them to continue talking.