Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

The living room was too quiet, Han Qilu looked at An Chuxia's smile, but he held up the bottle with great effort, only feeling warm in a certain part of his heart.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he still said, "Otherwise I should take it myself?"

"It's okay." An Chuxia looked away from Han Qilu's hand and asked subconsciously, "Does it hurt?"

"Ah?" Han Qilu made a sound of "ah" before realizing that An Chuxia was referring to his hand holding the needle, and shook his head quickly: "Man, what is this thing?"

An Chuxia nodded and did not answer.

"By the way, when I first came in, I heard what you were saying that it was very tired. Is it very tired to go shopping? You women, don't you never feel that shopping is tired?" Han Qilu almost never deliberately looked for strangers before. Chatting, but An Chuxia, who is almost completely unfamiliar in this memory, seems to be too much exception. As soon as he said the words, even he himself felt that his words suddenly changed.

An Chuxia didn't notice the change in Han Qilu's expression, and shook her head and replied: "No... yes... a little tired."

During the conversation, Butler Han brought the shelf for hanging bottles, and finally the bottles were not needed, but An Chuxia felt a little bit of loss in his heart. After handling the bottle, Han Qilu sat on the sofa, watching the steward Han serving An Chuxia a cup of soy milk, and couldn't help but say: "What about my share? Steward Han, did you forget this young master?"

"I thought Master, you wouldn't drink it." Housekeeper Han straightened up and said: "You won't have me start to drink again?"

Han Qilu laughed aloud, but looked towards An Chuxia as if imperceptibly. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

"Speaking of which soy milk has the effect of slimming..."

Han Qilu was only halfway through speaking, and Han Qilu immediately answered, "Slimming?"

As soon as the voice fell, Han Qilu quickly came to An Chuxia, grabbed the soy milk in her hand, and drank it with his head up. In An Chuxia's surprised eyes, Han Qilu's movements let out, and he explained: "You are so thin, how can you get thinner?"

"I..." An Chuxia said with a complicated expression: "But I'm thirsty."

"I'm going to boil water for you, and I'll use water to cool down in a while, it will be fine soon." A little smile appeared in the eyes of the housekeeper Han, and he turned to enter the kitchen and closed the door.

The hall was quiet again, and Han Qilu realized that the place where he drank just now seemed to be the place where he drank in Chuxia. In this way, two people are equivalent to...

I took a look at An Chuxia with Yu Guang, she didn't seem to have any reaction, she looked at her feet intently, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Do you like to drink soy milk?" Han Qilu hesitated and said, "Well, let the housekeeper Han grind another cup of soy milk for you. I just feel a little embarrassed suddenly."

An Chuxia raised her head and looked at Han Qilu and said in a flat tone: "No, I just drink boiled water. But if you really feel embarrassed to drink my soy milk, then give me a hug."

Knowing that Xiang Mankui will definitely follow him back to China, after returning home, probably a hug has become a luxury? Her eyes were blank, and there was some sadness in it.

Han Qilu looked at An Chuxia suspiciously, as if he didn't understand why An Chuxia wanted him to hug her. This requirement seems to be inconsistent with their identity. Even the younger sister is past that age if he wants his brother to hug it?

As if seeing through what Han Qilu was thinking, An Chuxia smiled faintly: "It's fine if you refuse to hug. You didn't wait to see me before, so now that you have a better attitude towards me, you want a friendly hug..."

This trick worked well, so Han Qilu quickly pulled in the shelf with the hanging bottle, stretched out his hand and gently hugged An Chuxia.

This hug is so familiar, yet so strange. Thinking that this hug would belong to Xiang Mankui in the future, she tremblingly reported to Han Qilu, and gently pressed her chin against Han Qilu's shoulder, biting her lower lip.

Maybe, this is their last hug, right?

She understands that Han Qilu is very dedicated in feelings. With Xiang Mankui, she has little chance of winning in An Chuxia. But fortunately, there are memories of the past, and when she thinks of those past times, she feels full of positive energy all over her body!

"I'm sorry." Han Qilu's voice came from the back of his neck: "It used to be bad to you, maybe because of Mankui... I separated from her for a while, and after that, I didn't seem to have a good temper with girls. I will do it later. Treat you well, treat you like a sister. After all, your mother saved my dad with her life, didn't she?"

I'm sorry...Han Qilu said sorry to her, but then said he would treat her like a sister?

The strength that had just been accumulated was unable to become an army. The bitterness of the apple tree came up in bursts, and there were no more tears in the eyes, and finally slowly flowed down the cheeks, leaving two lines of tears, which fell on her lips, bringing bitterness. one slice.

Despite her efforts to suppress her crying, Han Qilu clearly heard her sobbing, and quickly looked sideways: "What's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"

"No, it's okay..." An Chuxia shook her head, wiped away her tears, choked up and said, "I'm just so touched."

"What's so touching about this..." Han Qilu stretched out his hand and patted An Chuxia's soft head, and said softly: "It seems that I have treated you too badly before. No wonder you are between me and Mankui. Seeing me scolding me when I was proposing marriage, I must be afraid that Mankui would take me away, right? Don't worry, I will be your good brother in the future."

Seeing tears, she couldn't help herself again, so An Chuxia quickly turned her head, half lying on the sofa, looking at the night scene outside without speaking.

Probably she was too tired. After flying to the United States, she hadn't taken a good rest. With fatigue and various jet lag reactions, her eyelids gradually became heavier, and finally she couldn't hear any more sounds and fell into a deep sleep.

When the housekeeper Han came out, he saw An Chuxia fell asleep on the sofa, and the potion in Han Qilu's bottle was almost hung up. He was holding it and didn't know what he was looking at.

"Master, I will help you pull out the needle." While speaking softly, Butler Han pointed at An Chuxia who was asleep.

When Han Qilu's pillow was pulled out, Han Qilu volunteered to take An Chuxia back to the room to sleep, without forgetting to help her cover the blanket. Although the movement wasn't gentle enough, it was already the smallest movement he had ever done.

Walking out of the room and closing the door, Han Qilu walked to the housekeeper Han who was packing his suitcases and said, "Am I being particularly bad for Chuxia? I told her to take care of her like a sister in the future, and she actually cried."

"Really?" The housekeeper Han didn't intend to say anything. He packed his luggage, but in fact his heart was overwhelmed.

She told An Chuxia that she would take care of her like her sister, and of course she would cry... Butler Han sighed in her heart, only feeling that An Chuxia's life was really hard.

"You are just talking about how bad I am to her." Han Qilu simply squatted down with the steward Han and asked.

"The past is in the past, so what are you doing to mention those things?" Butler Han kept moving, thinking in his heart, this matter shouldn't be said by him. After returning to China, he will not say anything else. People will certainly speak. I just don't know how Han Qilu would react when he knew how much he loved An Chuxia before.

Will it be doubt or anxiety, or resistance?

These are still unsolvable. Only when I return to City A will I know the answer.

"Yes, I will return to China tomorrow. I will go back to my room to rest. I will have to go to the hospital for an examination tomorrow morning." Han Qilu stood up and walked to the hallway.

After packing up his things, Housekeeper Han walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, looked at the traffic underneath, and looked up at the sky. The night sky in New York is beautiful, so beautiful that you can't see the stars for a moment. The entire sky is dark, like a closed curtain. I don't know how gorgeous the stage will be after the curtain is opened.

He looked at the scenery outside in a daze, so weak that he couldn't even sigh.

The night sky of City A is more lively than the night sky of New York. Although there are few stars, somehow they hang sporadically. But this city is still feasting at night, and few people will look up to see how many stars there are.

On a large bed, a thin figure was lying on the bed, looking at the...ceiling above his head. A string of wind chimes hung on the ceiling, and a breeze occasionally blew in from outside the window, which drove the wind chimes in the room with a sweet sound.

Finally unable to lie down, Margot sat up from the bed and grabbed the phone on the side to check the time. It was already more than one o'clock in the morning, and Nangongzifei still didn't return to the villa. She always waited for Nangongzifei to return to this "home" before lying down to sleep. Nangongzi had to come back, and she couldn't sleep.

After thinking about it, she decided to call the big bear who hadn't seen her much.

The phone beeped for a long time, just when she thought Big Bear would not answer the phone, the phone was suddenly connected, and loud music rang.

"Hello? Brother Big Tiger? Are you with the boss?"

Probably to answer the phone, Dahu changed a place, and the sound of music became quieter.

"Ah? What did you just say?" Dahu looked at the screen of the phone, Mag's name was displayed on it, and his tone suddenly became impatient. He has no affection for this Marg at all!

"Are you with the boss? Where are you? Why aren't you going home?" Margot said eagerly, holding the phone in one hand and the sheet in the other.

"We're in Atlantis, don't make a call if it's okay, you go to bed first." After saying that, Dahu didn't care if Margot had anything to say, he immediately pressed the end red button and turned off the phone. .

Margot didn't have a VIP pass, and she couldn't get in Atlantis, so she could only go out and wait at the gate.