Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

The other team members were drinking water while looking at her with a "self-conscious" look.

"Would you not open the bottle cap by yourself?" An Chuxia stubbornly stepped forward, but when she raised her eyes, she just hit Han Qilu's cannibalistic eyes. She suddenly felt guilty, although she didn't know where this guilty conscience came from. of.

By the look in her eyes, she lost miserably.

Han Qilu didn't speak, and threw the mineral water over. She hurriedly caught the mineral water without daring to say anything. She reached out and unscrewed the bottle cap.

The cap was not tight, so she unscrewed it smoothly, despising Han Qilu even more in her heart. A lazy pig, why would you ask her to come down when you open a bottle! He also had an expression of bitter hatred, as if he owed him 8 million. What happened?

"Here, it's ready." An Chuxia walked over carefully and handed the mineral water to Han Qilu.

At this time, the silence of the basketball club was broken again, and the girls in the audience rushed down to send water to their respective male gods.

"Zi Fei Ouba! Give you water! Mine is delicious!"

"Oh my god...My Dongwoo male **** has not come again..."

Han Qilu ignored the noisy surroundings and took the water from An Chuxia, gruntingly drunk a bottle of Baisuishan.

"Are you very thirsty?" An Chuxia was still cautious, which made her feel aggrieved. There is no girlfriend in the world as cautiously as her.

Han Qilu ignored her, stretched out her hand and walked in the other direction. That direction is the dressing room leading to the cute players.

An Chuxia's temples jumped "suddenly", forcibly keeping himself calm, and followed Han Qilu away.

But in the process, there seemed to be a fiery stare looking at her. Who is it? The sixth sense made her turn her head, but all she saw was the back of the fanatical fans.

In an instant, Han Qilu had taken her to the dressing room. It's not that she's never been in here, but Han Qilu's own locker room has never been.

Each team member has an independent dressing room, but the area of ​​the dressing room is small, almost the size of a bed. With the waterproof lockers inside, it can only accommodate two thin people walking side by side.

The dressing room is actually a shower room, and the team members take showers in their respective dressing rooms. Of course, before the shower, the clothes in the large closet outside will be brought in and placed in the locker.

Before An Chuxia started to look at this place, he only heard a "bang" and the locker room door was closed. Han Qilu was looking at her closely.

The heartbeat jumped wildly for no reason.

She tried to put on a relaxed smile, but the muscles of her face were stiff, and the skin of her ears gradually became slightly red.

"Um... do you want to change clothes? Then what do you bring me here... I'll go outside and wait for you." An Chuxia leaned on his side and wanted to go out, but Han Qilu's right foot straddled An directly. The way to go in early summer.

After all, this place is so narrow, it is too easy to stop her.

"What are you doing?" An Chuxia began to feel a little angry.

"Why?" Han Qilu retracted his foot and stared at her and said: "Everyone in the audience is watching the training, you are alone, playing with your mobile phone with your head down! Except for when I was being trained, you had a look. An Chuxia , Your husband is so unattractive to me?"

After listening to Han Qilu's words, An Chuxia was relieved instead.

Fortunately, she thought something big happened, but she didn't expect it was because of this anger!

"I said... Han Qilu, don't I have to stare at you for 24 hours to be happy?" An Chuxia said angrily: "Okay, then I will stare at you all the time, okay? Seven Young Master Lu?"

Facts have proved that Han Qilu can only be soft.

Head-to-head results can only be no good fruit.

After understanding this, An Chuxia simply coaxed the young master to speak. After all, she is going to be Han Qilu's maid for a month, and she is the one who speaks the word. Unless... Han Qilu said that she didn't need her to be a maid.

An Chuxia's words were very useful to Han Qilu, his cold eyes slowly faded, and then he asked: "If I let you open the bottle cap, you can open it? So many people are watching, why don't you refuse me."

In his opinion, An Chuxia is not so easy to be forced to do something.

An Chuxia stared at Han Qilu for a long time. Although the two of them were still half a step away, she could count how many eyelashes he had.

In fact, she really wanted to leave. But when it comes to saving face, Han Qilu needs more face than her. If she was leaving, she really didn't know what would happen next.

To put it bluntly, she is somewhat afraid of Han Qilu.

But of course you can’t say it so directly. An Chuxia smiled and said, “I’m happy to help you open the bottle cap. Besides, I’m not your maid...I can open a bottle cap for such a small thing. do."

Han Qilu's words sounded more useful, and he narrowed his eyes contentedly.

In the next second, An Chuxia only felt that her waist was surrounded by a pair of big hands, and Han Qilu's breath was overwhelming. An Chuxia held his breath: "Han Qilu, you should take a shower."

This overwhelming breath, of course, includes... the smell of sweat.

Of course, it is undeniable that the smell of this person's sweat is also mixed with a good smell.

I must be crazy, An Chuxia thought so.

Hearing what she said, Han Qilu was stunned with the hand holding her waist, obviously he didn't expect An Chuxia to say that. However, he was not angry, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth proved that he was in a great mood at the moment.

"You're right, I almost forgot to take a bath." With that, Han Qilule said: "Little maid, now, it's time for you to be busy."

This little maid screamed softly, and An Chuxia's ears were red in an instant.

"You..." She was speechless and bit her lower lip inwardly, regretting why she didn't go out and reminding him that it was time to take a bath.

"What am I?" Han Qilu seemed to be teasing her deliberately, frowned and sank and said, "Isn't this the maid's obligation?"

Take a bath...

An Chuxia wanted to escape immediately when she thought of it, but Han Qilu seemed to have expected her to have this idea, raised her hands, directly imprisoned her against the wall, pushed her head forward, looking at her in a leisurely manner.

"How can I have... this obligation. Talk nonsense!" An Chuxia raised her eyebrows and reached out to push him: "Get out of the way, I'm going out."

"Get out?" Han Qilu raised an eyebrow: "Why?"

His eyes are clearly filled with smiles.

"Let go!" An Chuxia was a little anxious, she was really afraid that Han Qilu would let her help in the bath, although the maid was indeed not obligated to help in the bath, but if Han Qilu insisted on her...