Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

Xiang Mankui didn't seem to feel enough to vent his anger, and he shook his foot left and right.

The lavender mink coat showed a large amount of filth in an instant. Although it was all filth that could be washed away, similar to mud or wine, it was distressed that early summer could not stop.

"What are you doing?!" An Chuxia couldn't help reaching out and pushing away to Mankui.

Xiang Mankui was pushed back a few steps by her and almost fell on the toilet.

"An Chuxia, are you sick!" Xiang Mankui stood upright and stared at her fiercely: "It's not just a piece of torn clothes, look at you so poor! I really don't know what the Han family is after you! Isn't it that you have been intoxicated one by one?"

Xiang Mankui went mad when he thought of Han Liu Haitai talking about her deliberately!

An Chuxia picked up the clothes and hugged him, looked at Xiang Mankui in disgust and said, "No matter how bad I am, I will be a thousand times better than you. At least I won't betray Han Qilu, will I?!"

When the voice fell, he vented to Mankui: "It is really you who made the sound at that time!"

"Xiang Mankui, sometimes I really admire you. I can say love to a man, but I can turn around and fall into the arms of another man. No, it should be said that I climbed onto another man's bed."

An early summer smile is cold, without a trace of temperature.

Such An Chuxia is somewhat similar to Han Qilu.

Xiang Mankui swallowed his saliva fiercely and was about to speak, when Yu Guang suddenly caught a glimpse of the outer color coat draped on An Chuxia. She remembered that coat, it was the coat Han Qilu wore today!

She asked nervously: "Don't you... have already told Qilu?"

"Is it too late to know if it's too late to be afraid? When you do those bad things with Qilu on your back, why don't you think about what will happen to Han Qilu when you know it?" An Chuxia stepped back and shook his head: "Don't show up in front of Qilu again. No, you are not worthy."

"I'm not worthy? I'm not worthy. Can you match Qilu? Don't forget, he loves me at this time." Xiang Mankui's eyes turned, since An Chuxia would say that, it means Han Qilu doesn't know yet. This matter: "If you tell Qilu, what will be the consequences? Maybe Qilu will find Shao Luo in a fit of anger? You must not imagine the consequences at that time."

Even if he did something wrong, he still wanted to threaten others. It was Xiang Mankui.

"Xiang Mankui, at this time, you should kneel and beg me not to speak out instead of threatening me?" An Chuxia gritted her teeth, paused and continued: "I don't know what the consequences are, but I think Qilu should need to know. ."

A smile appeared on Xiang Mankui’s face: "You will estimate the consequences. You are not me, and you cannot be cruel. This is your biggest weakness. Finally, I would advise you that you can only pretend to know nothing. Okay, I’m hello everyone, think about it again."

After that, Xiang Mankui stepped forward, slammed An Chuxia away with his shoulder, and went straight out.

She didn't know why things happened like this. The person who had done the wrong thing was Xiang Mankui, but now she has a headache! She only felt that her face was so hot that she was slapped by Xiang Mankui.

Can't be cruel, can't you?

It sounds like that Luo Shao is a character that can't be messed with. Han Qilu has such an impulsive personality, maybe he will go to Luo Shao in the next second after talking to him. After that, the two people may fight, and then the two families will become enemies...

It is not impossible for the Han Group to win or lose.

An Chuxia didn't dare to think about it anymore, she really couldn't tell what she knew.

It is really sad to think about it. She is not a Virgin, but she is sitting and helping Xiang Mankui keep secrets.

She walked to the sink in despair, washing her coat mechanically with water. The lavender coat became darker because it was stained with water.

The phone's ringtone rang quickly at this moment.

She adjusted her mood before answering the phone: "Hello?"

"Hey! An Chuxia! Where did you go in a hurry?!" Han Qilu's frustrated voice sounded: "I thought you would be freezing in the garden when you came back soon, why don't you come over and return your coat to me!"

An Chuxia glanced sideways at the coat she was wearing, and said lightly: "I'll be here soon."

When running to the door leading to the garden, An Chuxia stopped, put on her coat, and took Han Qilu's white suit in her hand. The water on the coat doesn't dry so quickly, it's a bit cold to wear.

When he walked to the garden, Han Qilu was smoking a cigarette while leaning on the trunk of a tree.

"Where did you get the cigarette?" An Chuxia walked a few steps over, and reached out to grab the cigarette in Han Qilu's hand. The cigarette was thrown on the ground by her, and she did not forget to step on it.

"Never ask a man where the cigarette came from." Han Qilu leaned forward slightly: "Say, where did you go just now, why did you suddenly leave."

As the smell of tobacco hit, An Chuxia frowned slightly: "It's just a coat. I suddenly remembered that I put my coat somewhere and rushed back to get it."

Han Qilu stared at her for a few seconds, raised his eyebrows and said, "I remember there is a fountain over there, do you want to go over and take a look?"

There are countless questions in An Chuxia's heart, why Han Qilu didn't react at all when his girlfriend came to the scene as someone else's female companion. Also, shouldn't Han Qilu go to Xiang Mankui at this time? Why watch the fountain with her?

All of this seems so strange.

But she finally nodded: "Okay."

It is said that as time goes by, Han Qilu will always know what kind of person Xiang Mankui is now.

The location of the fountain was not far away, and they arrived soon. Unfortunately, the fountain is not open today, and there is only a rockery standing alone in the pool, looking a bit lonely.

"With so much money, I didn't even open a fountain. I don't think I can teach the curator Wei after I finish!" Han Qilu said very upset.

Compared to Han Qilu's unhappiness, An Chuxia was rather calm. She walked to the edge of the pool and sat down, watching her surroundings quietly.

Han Qilu sighed and walked over to sit down.

After a while, he suddenly said: "You like diamonds very much?"

"What?" An Chuxia didn't understand the meaning of this question for a while, and looked at it in confusion.

"No, just ask casually." Han Qilu shrugged, don't go too far.

An Chuxia suddenly remembered the Luo Shao in Xiang Mankui's mouth, after thinking about it, she asked him, "Shao Luo...who is it?"

Han Qilu turned his head and looked at her again, narrowing his eyes to look at her: "What are you asking about?"

Without waiting for An Chuxia to speak, Han Qilu continued: "Shao Shao is Luo Lao's only son. Did you know that Luo Lao? Today's most valuable director, none of the films he directed is not a box office record."

It turned out to be the director's son.

An Chuxia was silent, thinking in her heart, betraying her body to Mankui, is it because she wanted to play Luo Lao's play? Think about that Luo Shao looks pretty good, and Xiang Mankui is not at a loss.

"However, I'm still very strange, why would you ask him about it?"

An Chuxia sensed Han Qilu's gaze and looked over. She squeezed her palms tightly and forced her composure: "When I went to get my coat just now, I heard several people discussing the name, it seemed very powerful."

"Awesome?" Han Qilu smiled coldly: "An Chuxia, the person sitting next to you is the real dragon's favorite. If you want to hook up, you should hook up with me, not him."

An Chuxia gritted her teeth and said dumbly, "I didn't want to hook him up!"

"That's the best."

After Han Qilu finished speaking, he calmed down for a while, only the sound of the leaves swaying in the evening breeze.

I don’t know how long the two people were silent. Han Qilu took the lead to break the silence: “Did you apply a lot of foundation today?”

An Chuxia closed her eyes and didn't look at him: "The makeup artist said that I have a good foundation and I didn't use much foundation."

Han Qilu squinted his eyes as if he was looking at a criminal: "Then why are you so white? It looks like a dead body."

She opened her eyes suddenly, and glared back in displeasedness: "Hey Han Qilu! Why are every word in your words stabbed? How can I offend you?"

When the voice fell, Han Qilu didn't stop there, but reached out to stroke her face, and then touched her coat again. Almost at the same time, he suddenly stood up: "Have you just fallen into the pool? Why are your clothes so wet?"

An Chuxia's heartbeat fell, telling herself that she must be calm! About Xiang Mankui, Han Qilu must never be known.

"The coat was stained with cake, so I washed it a little bit." She spoke sincerely, not as if she was lying.

Han Qilu immediately put on a look of deep disgust: "An Chuxia, your brain must have been kicked by a donkey!"

Soon, Han Qilu actually took off her coat.

"Hey, what are you doing?" An Chuxia raised her head and stared at him: "What the **** do you want to do? If someone sees you here, then..."

"What does it matter if you see it?" Han Qi hired his chin to face An Chuxia, and said utterly, "Now everyone in the world probably knows that the Han family only recognizes you as a wife. Even if you are seen, it doesn't matter. Right?"

"..." An Chuxia was speechless.

"What's more." Han Qilu twitched the corners of his mouth: "Can you not think so...vulgar? I just want you to take off your coat. Wearing such a wet dress on your body will make you blame if you don't catch a cold. Up."

It turned out to be just like this, she thought...

An Chuxia only feels that his heart is like a bicycle with brakes failing, and even his face is hot.

In order to conceal her embarrassment, she cured her and took off her coat, but almost at the same time, Han Qilu's coat covered her shoulders again, mixed with a touch of tobacco.

"Didn't you say that you wear very little yourself?" She tightened her lips and looked at Han Qilu.

"But I'm a man." Han Qilu hummed, "Go back, and see if the dinner is almost done. If we can, we'll go back early. It's really boring here!"