Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

"Maybe... to cover people's eyes?" Ling Hanyu's mouth twitched, and the sarcasm in his eyes was full: "The United States can't go on, so I want to come to City A to be a local snake?"

The expression on Nangongzifei's face remained unchanged, but Dahu became furious, raising his fist and rushing forward.

Nangongzi stopped him with a look, and turned to Han Qilu and said, "We still have something to do. Let's go."

After speaking, without waiting for Han Qilu to speak, he walked directly to the exit of the dressing room. Although Dahu wanted to fall out with Han Qilu and the others on the spot, he was not without his mind, so he gritted his teeth and followed Nangong Zifei out.

Seeing the two people leave, Xiao Mingluo said, "A lot of our places have a little trouble."

By saying this at this time, he obviously thought that Nangongzi was the one who caused these "little troubles."

Ling Hanyu's fist clenched his hand tightly. He hadn't made a move just now, otherwise he would have to punch that unobstructed tiger. He said fiercely: "Or, I'll find someone to do it for...?"

Han Qilu shook his head. If Nangong Zifei does not exist, he would be happy to comment on this to him. However, Nangong Zifei is not a simple person, and almost never reveals his abilities. He is a deeply hidden person, who knows how many hole cards he has?

Therefore, you must not rush your shots, as this will expose your own cards. It is also easy to fall into the trap of the opponent.

Pulling up the sleeves of his wrists, Han Qilu said decisively: "For the time being, let's watch the changes. Besides, he hasn't confirmed that those hands and feet were moved by him, so I'd better observe and observe first. Time is running out, let's go."

After speaking, Han Qilu raised his foot and left. The other two nodded in agreement and walked outside.

When Han Qilu returned to Han's house, it was about to start dinner, so Jiang Yuanyuan asked Han Qilu to go upstairs and ask An Chuxia to eat.

Han Qilu wasn't too troublesome, took off his coat and handed it to the housekeeper Han and went upstairs. He is now wearing the sweater Jiang Yuanyuan wants to bring to him from Chuxia.

Jiang Yuanyuan naturally noticed this, and the corner of her mouth curled, and she said to the housekeeper Han: "Do you think the two children match up well?"

Housekeeper Han smiled faintly: "Yeah, they are a perfect couple. If you get married in the future, the young masters you will give birth must also look beautiful."

"It doesn't have to be a young master. It's not bad for a girl to regenerate a boy." Jiang Yuanyuan's mouth widened a bit. After a while, there was the sound of vehicles honking outside. Jiang Yuanyuan raised her eyebrows with joy: "Go and take a look. Is Han Liuhai back?"

"Yes." Housekeeper Han nodded respectfully, turned and walked quickly outside the hall.

At that time, An Chuxia was sitting in front of the computer desktop and concentrating on writing novels. If her novels maintain this popularity for a long time and continue to write them down, it will be a considerable income.

But she also knew in her heart that if she only relied on the contribution income, she would not be able to spend the 500,000. Not to mention that Zhao Ying's deadline is too short, and she doesn't have much time to write novels. And once the word count fails, the amount of 500,000 is an astronomical figure!

"Boom boom boom——"

There was a knock on the door, and An Chuxia quickly saved the document. After closing the document, she stood up and said to the door: "Please come in."

The door was hidden, and Han Qilu pushed in as soon as he pushed it.

Seeing that the person knocking on the door was Han Qilu, An Chuxia stayed in a daze, and then asked: "When did you come back? What's wrong? Is something wrong?"