Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

An Chuxia smiled and nodded. When picking up the book, it suddenly occurred to her that she went into the study to read the book without Han Liuhai's consent last night, and hurriedly walked back to the table again.

"Uncle, I didn't feel sleepy last night, so I went to the study to take a copy of Martin Luther King's "IHaveadream" to watch. I want to take it to school and read it again. Can you see it?" She took out a stack of books "Ihaveadream" in the book.

At this time, Han Qilu had changed his school uniform and walked slowly down the stairs.

"I know that my dad will definitely lend it to you, so I deliberately asked again, An Chuxia, are you fake?" Han Qilu's words are full of irony and a strong smell of gunpowder.

She lowered her head slightly. She didn't think that she was so artificial, only that it was the least polite to say to Han Liuhai, who knew it had become artificial in his eyes.

"What are you talking about?" Han Liuhai's magnificent voice made Han Qilu afraid to talk back. He just gave An Chuxia a cold look and walked out of the hall.

"Uncle, don't be angry, I'm fine." She smiled empathically, turned and ran out. If he doesn't run out, Han Qilu will probably let the driver's uncle leave her alone and drive him to school by himself.

Looking at An Chuxia's back, Jiang Yuanyuan's face looked a little heavy. Turning his head to Han Liuhai who was still eating breakfast, he said, "Why is Qilu still like this? I thought he was a little different from Early Summer."

The low voice made Han Liuhai feel distressed.

"Okay, my wife, let's not worry too much about the young people. It's good to let them develop themselves. Didn't Xiang Mankui only slowly become familiar with our Qilu?"

It was originally a comforting word, but everything changed after saying the three words Xiang Mankui.

"Don't mention that bitch's name to me! I am disgusted when I hear it! I actually left Qilu in disregard for our own future, making our Qilu character even more withdrawn than before. I will never forget this account!" Here, Jiang Yuanyuan couldn't eat another bite, so she just stood up and said, "I am in a bad mood today. I want my dear readers to scold that **** **** in the QQ group!"

Just do it, Jiang Yuanyuan ran upstairs wildly, leaving Han Liuhai there dumbfounded.

"How old is he, he's like a child." He shook his head, looking at the breakfast on the plate, he didn't feel the taste, so he just stood up and took the coat in the hand of the maid and started putting it on.

The atmosphere in the car was deadly silent. From time to time, An Chuxia glanced at Han Qilu, who had closed her eyes since she got in the car. What made him angry again? It seemed that he was unhappy in the Murston Hotel last night.

Forget it, say it's good not to have anything to do with him in Styland College.

As soon as the car stopped at the entrance of Styland Academy, Han Qilu suddenly opened his eyes and just ran into the eyes of An Chuxia who was looking at him.

An Chuxia immediately retracted his gaze, but Han Qilu didn't say anything, just opened the car door indifferently.

"Wait a minute! Have you had breakfast?" She couldn't help asking, but Han Qilu ignored her and closed the car door and went straight into Styland's school gate.

She sat in the car in a daze until the driver reminded her: "Miss Chuxia, there are only ten minutes before class time."

"Ah!" Returning from a wandering state, she hurriedly picked up a stack of books and got out of the car, and ran towards Styran quickly. You know, it takes ten minutes for such a big Styland College to run from the school gate to the classroom!