Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

Taking advantage of this gap, Han Qilu rushed forward to pull up the road when An early summer had come and go. At this time, the lights upstairs were already on, and several dogs subconsciously chased up when they saw the person running away. An Chuxia was dragged by Han Qilu to run wild. With Han Qilu pulling in front, she didn't feel tired after running for a long time. The dogs in the back had long given up not chasing them, and their speed slowed down.

When I ran to the edge of the highway, the taxi that was waiting at the intersection was gone!

"Where's the car?" An Chuxia gasped and asked, "Did you not tell him to wait here?"

"Say." Han Qilu's breath is also very messy: "I knew I shouldn't give him all the money at once."

An Chuxia learned that Han Qilu had talked to the driver before she woke up, gave him ten times the money, and let him wait on the side of the road. The taxi driver was very happy, but he didn't expect that the driver seemed loyal, but he ran away with the money.

"What should I do now?" An Chuxia looked back and saw that the originally dark urban-rural area gradually turned on, and it was estimated that there was a lot of noise.

If this has been waiting here, this will not be caught by them!

Han Qilu also looked sad: "It seems that we have to go back."

"No!" An Chuxia shook her head, looked at not far away and said: "There is no way to the sky!"

Not far away I remembered the noise of the motor. It was a middle-aged man riding a three-wheeled model car. They were surprised to see An Chuxia.

"Uncle, can you give us a ride? We have something urgent to go back to the city." An Chuxia greeted her and talked. The speed of the three-wheeled model car was very slow, just convenient for talking.

"It just so happens that I want to go to the city center to sell oranges, so you can sit on it together." The uncle obviously noticed An Chuxia's school uniforms, and felt that they were not bad guys, and he let them get in the car without much thought .

It was Han Qilu with a look of disgust. If it wasn't for the uncle in the dark to see the expression on Han Qilu's face, the uncle would have to turn his face.

The two people were like the boys and girls of Guanyin, sitting on both sides of the uncle, amid the noise of the motor, bit by bit away from the place of right and wrong.

When the two people arrived in the city, the sky was already white.

"Thank you so much, uncle." An Chuxia got off the car and sincerely thanked the uncle who sold oranges.

"What's the matter, it's a bit of oil at best!" After the uncle finished speaking, he glanced at Han Qilu and said to An Chuxia: "You young people are normal for impulsiveness, but you should pay more attention at night."

After finishing speaking, the uncle gave Han Qilu a meaningful look again, and started the three-wheeled motorcycle and left.

"What did the uncle say to you?" Han Qilu walked over and asked.

"It's nothing." An Chuxia waved his hand: "That means if you don't need to thank you, let's go. It's too late if we don't go back."

The journey back was much smoother, except for climbing trees when going back over the wall, but everything went smoothly.

When he returned to the room, An Chuxia walked to the bed and lay down. At this time, the muscles in his body were completely relaxed. Speaking of which, Han Qilu took her with one more burden. I just don't know if Han Qilu has found what he is looking for.

Can't wait for her to think more, her head gets dizzy, and finally falls into sleep without taking off her shoes.

The alarm kept ringing the next morning, and it took her a lot of effort to get up from the bed. Stepping on the slippers is the same as stepping on cotton, soft and light, even with the whole person.

This feeling is very bad.

She stumbled to the bathroom and washed her face with cold water. Only then did she recover some of her spirits, but upon closer inspection, she could see that her eyes were covered with fine bloodshot eyes, which was really terrifying.

When she came back, she didn't change her school uniform, so she went out in this suit. She probably got up too late, and Han Qilu was already sitting there for breakfast when she came downstairs. You know, she used to wake up earlier than Han Qilu.

Jiang Yuanyuan probably only went to bed late last night, and he didn't come out until they finished breakfast. This also saved the time to explain why there are so many bloodshot eyes.

Sitting in the car, her head was also groggy, and she was awakened by the bumps of the car after going to bed several times.

"Master, grandma, here." The housekeeper Han said to the back, and got out of the car to speak for Han Qilu, while the driver got out of the car and opened the door for An Chuxia.

When An Chuxia got out of the car, her feet almost stomped on the air. If the driver hadn't been quick to support her with eyesight, she would have to throw a dog and eat **** in the public!

"Did my grandma didn't slept enough last night?" Housekeeper Han hurried up and asked with concern: "Seeing that your complexion is very bad. Would you like to go to the hospital now?"

"No need." An Chuxia waved her hands again and again: "Don't worry about me, I'm fine, I just stepped on the empty space accidentally."

After finishing talking, An Chuxia was afraid that Steward Han would insist, so he walked directly to Stirland Academy.

"Don't worry, I will take care of him." Han Qilu said to the housekeeper Han, quickly catching up with An Chuxia's footsteps.

Many people paid attention to them along the way, and when they reached the corner with no one, Han Qilu stretched out An Chuxia's elbow: "Would you like to find a place to make up for it?"

"No need." An Chuxia refused without thinking: "I'm not that delicate."

"I don't think you are weak." Han Qilu said, "It's just... I'm just a little worried about you."

"Are you sorry?" An Chuxia looked up at Han Qilu: "Then dump Xiang Mankui and make me happy."

For a moment when Han Qilu was taken aback, An Chuxia was already clutching her belly and laughing, almost bursting into tears from the corner of her eyes.

After she had laughed enough, she continued: "Okay, I was joking with you, I'm fine, just sleep more at the end of get out of class. Our second class is art class, which can be used to make up for sleep , You don’t have to feel sorry."

Han Qilu opened his mouth, but still did not speak.

In fact, I am not sorry, but distressed.

That's it.

Back in the classroom, Meng Xiaonan hadn't arrived yet, so An Chuxia lay down on the table and took a nap before his self-study started. After sleeping for so long, although she felt drowsy during a morning study, she did not fall asleep at all.

Due to the examination, the basketball clubs of the two schools were postponed, and the basketball club of Han Qilu cancelled the training. After running exercises, An Chuxia returned to the classroom to get things. Han Qilu had already been waiting at the door of their class, attracting countless people to watch.