Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

"Excuse me, was my name called just now?" Ling Hanyu lifted his head from the cartoon and blinked in confusion. The two most intimate people began to sing and agree.

Xiao Mingluo raised her eyebrows: "Didn't your mother call you and ask you to find a tutor before the final exam? I think An Chuxia is a good one. I will give her to you when I win." He had the style of a big brother. While talking to Ling Hanyu, his peripheral vision also noticed that Han Qilu's slightly frowned eyebrows had been stretched out.

Could it be that he really said the name'Xiang Mankui' to An Chuxia? If this is true, does it mean that he has completely forgotten Xiang Mankui and has completely opened his heart to accept An Chuxia? This cannot be explained by any science. When Xiao Mingluo was traveling, Ling Hanyu had already put down the comics and turned his head to read An Chuxia: "She? Teach me? Please! Is she just a freshman? Teach me this magnificent..."

"The countdown to the dignified exam?" Han Qilu said disdainfully: "Let's not say whether Mingluo can beat me, just talk about the grades. Can she not teach you the countdown for this grade with a perfect score in general subjects?"

Knowing that the goal was achieved, Xiao Mingluo, who stood a few meters behind Han Qilu, blinked at An Chuxia slyly at the moment when Han Qilu tilted his head to look at Ling Hanyu, and said to An Chuxia with his mouth: "Distract him..." She was wise, of course, who knew what medicine he was selling in the gourd, and stood up quietly and sat down on the couch where she was sleeping before.

I don't understand where this recliner came from. I think it was Han Qilu who made it move here. There was a warm current in her heart, but sorry, she had to let Han Qilu lose. Without speaking, she lay on the recliner, took out her iphone4S from her pocket and played with cutting watermelon.

"Whatever you want, anyway, multiple tutors who accompany me to play games are also nice." Waved his hand indifferently, he picked up the comic book that was set aside and read it. He seemed indifferent to the game, but in fact he hid all his excitement deeply, and the comics he held in his hand did not see a word or a picture at all.

Withdrawing his gaze, Han Qilu tightened his chin and said, "If you lose, five million plus you, you must come to our house every day after school to clean the room, sprinkle the lawn, and play with Tyrant."

"Too poisonous?! Playing with your bully, that will kill my old man! You don't know how terrible your bully is, you almost ruined my beautiful face last time !" Xiao Mingluo wanted to cry without tears. Why did he end up like this when he was a good man? Pray silently for myself, I must win, I must win...

"Then I will treat you as a surrender."

With a faintly raised eyebrow, Xiao Mingluo immediately became anxious: "No! How can I dignified Young Master Xiao admit defeat? Come on, the rules of the game are simple. Blindfolded shots!"

"Okay." Han Qilu smiled calmly. This is Xiao Mingluo's strength, but as long as it is basketball, that is his Han Qilu's strength. Mouthful corners of his mouth curled up, watching Xiao Mingluo turn around and ran to the lounge to find props, then glanced at An Chuxia and said: "I won't lose."

With only four words, An Chuxia's face was stunned. How much self-confidence is needed to be so sure that he will not lose before the game has started? If Han Qilu dared to call himself the second arrogant, no one would dare to call the first arrogant.