Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

To him, it was so fun to tease An Chuxia!

Ignoring Han Qilu's words, An Chuxia quickly ran out of the room and walked downstairs.

After coming downstairs, An Chuxia was stunned.

Han Liuhai is back, and Housekeeper Han is taking off his coat for him. There is sufficient heating in the hall, so it is necessary to take off your jacket, otherwise it will be too hot.

"Little Chuxia is here? Come over to eat." Jiang Yuanyuan put down the iPad and smiled and said to An Chuxia, "Surely you are hungry?"

"It's okay." An Chuxia agreed, moving stiffly towards the table.

Speaking of it, she really doesn't know how to face Han Liuhai now.

Fortunately, the exchanges between An Chuxia and Han Liuhai were not so much. Han Liuhai took off his coat and walked directly to the table, while Han Guanjia took the evening paper for Han Liuhai.

Han Liuhai only looked down at the newspaper, so An Chuxia didn't need to communicate with him, which made An Chuxia feel a little more relaxed.

Sure enough, sometimes the less you know, the better, and knowing more is troublesome.

"It's okay to watch it after eating it, eat first." Jiang Yuanyuan said as she put the peeled shrimp into Han Liuhai's bowl.

An early summer is allergic to seafood. This is the same as Xiang Mankui. Jiang Yuanyuan remembers this, so she put a coke chicken wing into her bowl.

"Thank you Mommy." After An Chuxia said, he lowered his head and ate the chicken wings and stopped talking.

"I asked that stinky boy to call you up, why can't he come down by himself?" Jiang Yuanyuan frowned and said, "Housekeeper Han, go up and see why that stinky boy can't get down."

"Yes, ma'am." Housekeeper Han was about to go upstairs, but Han Qilu had already walked down the stairs.

He put on a set of home clothes, loose, and slightly messy chestnut hair and deep eyes make him still look like a prince.

Sure enough, the sentence that people want to dress is only suitable for people who are not of high value. People who are handsome or beautiful will look good no matter what clothes they wear.

"Master, would you like something to drink?" Steward Han asked respectfully.

"Coconut juice." Han Qilu said, sitting next to An Chuxia, then he looked at the housekeeper Han who was taking the coconut juice bottle from the maid and said, "Why didn't I see Dongyu in school today? There was no one else at the time. His friend said that he had asked for leave. What happened?"

Housekeeper Han walked up and helped Han Qilu pour coconut milk while replied: "He has a bit of a cold, and he said that he was dizzy in the morning, so I let him rest at home. Thank you Master for your concern."

When Jiang Yuanyuan heard this, she quickly said, "What's the thank you for? They are classmates and should care for each other. Housekeeper Han, you just pay too much attention to identity, which is not good for Dongyu. Has he eaten dinner? Let him come together. Eat it."

An Chuxia also looked at Steward Han with concern. She was a little familiar with Liu Dongyu, and she didn't know that Liu Dongyu was sick today, which made her feel a little guilty.

"I have given him the porridge, and now I have taken the medicine and fell asleep." The housekeeper Han replied, covering the coconut milk and handing it to the maid.

Just when Jiang Yuanyuan wanted to ask Mr. Han to not pay too much attention to his identity, Han Liuhai suddenly raised his head from the newspaper and said: “Manager Han, you can help me find Director Wang’s home address in Australia. I will send the documents later.”

Housekeeper Han was about to answer, and Jiang Yuanyuan took the lead and said: "Did you not hear that Dongyu is sick? Housekeeper Han should be asked to take care of Dongyu now. Why do you still order him to do something?"