Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

As soon as the voice fell, the disobedient belly rang again.

Han Qilu laughed blankly: "You just stiff your mouth... well, I won't wake them up, come with me."

"Where to..." An Chuxia just asked, and Han Qilu had already pulled him to the entrance of the hall.

"If you ask again, you will wake everyone up." Han Qilu warned her, and pulled her out again.

Walking out of the hall, without fear of the dark with the help of the floor lamp, he came all the way to the entrance of the gym.

"What are you doing here?" There was no one around here, so An Chuxia asked with confidence.

Who knew that Han Qilu mysteriously said "confidential", and then dragged her into the gym, stepped over the fitness equipment, and walked directly to the second floor.

The moment the light was turned on, An Chuxia couldn't help exclaiming: "Oh my God..."

This is simply a scaled-down home. There are beds, many bookshelves, pool tables, game consoles, and even a small kitchen.

These things are divided in an orderly manner by the bookshelves, forming a small world with complete items but not crowded.

"Han Qilu, have you lived here before?" An Chuxia couldn't help but ask him.

"Didn't you say, remove the word'Han'?" Han Qilu frowned, "I'm tired of living there, so I often come here. Old women and old men are too annoying sometimes...Ah! What are you doing? Hit me?"

Han Qilu held his arm and stared at her dissatisfiedly.

She is not afraid!

An Chuxia curled her lips, and looked like an elder: "Who made you careless? But... it feels good here."

"Okay?" Han Qilu raised his eyebrows: "There is no need to prepare the wedding room from now on, just here."

An Chuxia glared at him: "Han Qilu, do you have a dual personality? You are so cold when others are there, and when others are not, you are so rascal in front of me."

"What's wrong with me?" Han Qilu showed a slight displeasure on his face, but he didn't continue to pursue it, but went straight to the small kitchen.

After rummaging through boxes and cabinets, Han Qilu took out a pack of instant noodles from the cabinet above. After taking a look at the production date, he asked her to come over: "This is the only one. It hasn't expired yet. Do you want to eat it?"

"Eat!" She nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice. At this time, it would be the happiest thing in the world to have noodles to eat!

"Okay, just take a look, I'll cook for you, even if you thank you for giving me food today. Wait..." Han Qilu looked at her in surprise, "You won't give me food, yourself Didn't you eat it tonight?"

An Chuxia was startled, her eyes flickered, and she shook her head quickly: "No, no. Of course I ate. I'm not a fool. You can make noodles and I will look around."

After she finished speaking, she quickly turned her face away and walked elsewhere.

Although he strongly denied it, how could Han Qilu fail to see the cover-up in her eyes?

What a fool! Han Qilu sighed and started to catch the water for boiling.

In order to prevent Han Qilu from asking further, An Chuxia went to the innermost compartment. These places are all separated by bookshelves, but there is no sense of disobedience. After asking, I found out that this place was also designed by a famous designer. .

These books on the shelf...An Chuxia leaned on the shelf in the bedroom and pulled out a book strangely.

It turned out to be a kindergarten textbook! The words "Han Qilu" were written crookedly on it. She said why the books on this shelf are so thin, they turned out to be kindergarten textbooks.

"What book are you reading?" Han Qilu's footsteps were near and far: "These books were originally intended to be thrown away, but I didn't expect them to serve as walls. The noodles have been put in, and they will be well soon."

An Chuxia nodded, looking at these books, she felt like a world away.

Looking up, she just met Han Qilu's deep eyes. With a thought, she couldn't help saying: "My kindergarten books have long been used to buy scraps. A stack of twenty centimeters of books can probably be exchanged for two popsicles. One for me, one for my mother...just..."

A pair of big hands took her into his arms, and Han Qilu's voice sounded above his head: "Don't think about it, there is me. Auntie knows that you are doing well now, and she will be very happy in the sky. So don't be sad, listen. Has it arrived?"

"En." An Chuxia nodded and took a deep breath, swallowing all the tears in his eyes.

Mom... still can't help but think of it.

Think of those days that are very poor but also very happy.

"With me here, you won't be allowed to be sad anymore." Han Qilu said domineeringly, took her hand and walked to the kitchen.

The noodles are just ready to be out of the pot. With the ingredients, the classic "Master Kong" taste immediately spreads in the air. An Chuxia's belly couldn't hold back and sang the song "Guru Song" again.

"Sit on the table and wait." Han Qilu couldn't help being amused, and urged her to sit at the dining table, while he picked up all the noodles, and then carried the noodle table.

An Chuxia noticed that there was an egg, but there was only one package of instant noodles just now. Could it be...

She remembered that when she was looking through the refrigerator in the kitchen, there was an egg lying in the refrigerator. It seems...this is the egg. Han Qilu, this guy, ran back silently and took an egg.

Really...

An Chuxia coughed dryly, took the chopsticks he handed over, and pretended to ask nonchalantly: "This egg... did you get it back?"

"En." Han Qilu didn't conceal it, and said straight: "I wanted to pick up some vegetables by the way, but then I went to the cold storage room and took a look. The cold room was locked, so I just took an egg. You can just eat it.

He thought she was too small, so An Chuxia didn't explain, but asked: "Are all the dishes and food in the refrigerator?"

"En." Han Qilu nodded and stretched out his hand: "Give me a bite."

She pushed the bowl over, and said thoughtfully: "No wonder I searched the entire kitchen but couldn't find anything to eat. The co-authors are all in the cold room! Where is the cold room... Hello! Han Qilu, you eat it. That's too much! Leave me a bite!"

Han Qilu raised his head, his deep eyes were calm, but the corners of his mouth half hooked up mischievously: "Want to eat? First kiss my young master."

"Rogue!" An Chuxia turned his face, "Stop eating!"

Although I have eaten so few bites, I still haven't eaten enough! However, the world is big and the face is greatest!

Han Qilu sighed and pushed the bowl back: "Forget I'm afraid of you, eat it, Miss."

An Chuxia turned her head, put on a smiling face, couldn't help but bow her head to eat noodles.

"In the past, the weather became slow, the mail was slow, and I was only able to love one person in my life. The locks in the past were also beautiful, and the keys were exquisite and beautiful. Once you lock it, people will understand..."

Soothing music from the phone, everything seems to be in a dream.

Early the next morning.

"Ah--" A scream cut across the sky.

Han Qilu scratched his head, got up, and asked dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing?!"

An Chuxia glanced down at her pajamas. Although it was a bit messy, the buttons were still securely buttoned. She breathed a sigh of relief, but quickly got up from the bed and jumped to the ground.

As if completely awakened by her voice, Han Qilu narrowed his eyes and looked over: "It's only five o'clock, why do you get up so early?"

She put her hands on her hips and said angrily, "Han Qilu, am I a woman anyway?!"

Early the next morning.

"Ah--" A scream cut across the sky.

Han Qilu scratched his head, got up, and asked dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing?!"

An Chuxia glanced down at her pajamas. Although it was a bit messy, the buttons were still securely buttoned. She breathed a sigh of relief, but quickly got up from the bed and jumped to the ground.

As if completely awakened by her voice, Han Qilu narrowed his eyes and looked over: "It's only five o'clock, why do you get up so early?"

She put her hands on her hips and said angrily, "Han Qilu, am I a woman anyway?!"

It was too late last night, she fell asleep after eating noodles and listening to music. Think about it, this guy took her to the bed, but she is a woman anyway, how can she always sleep with men?

Han Qilu raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't understand her implication: "I know, I have touched it."

After touching it, of course I knew she was a female.

An Chuxia blushed all of a sudden, and when he was angry, he stretched his leg and kicked it. The strength of this foot was not strong enough, Han Qilu only half-turned his body, the corner of his mouth still bends in an arc: "Not heavy enough, come again?"

"Asshole!" An Chuxia stomped severely, not wanting to quarrel with him anymore, turned and ran.

Let others know that she slept with him... Well, although it is not the first time, although nothing happened, if it spreads out, how will she marry in the future?

Wait, well, she is Han Qilu's fiancée, and she will marry Han Qilu in the future.

However, she always feels awkward!

No, I must keep a little distance from Han Qilu in the future. Although it is an unmarried relationship, it is still unmarried anyway!

All the way, he rushed back to the villa and ran into a servant head on. The servant had a basket of white fungus in his hand, and all of it fell to the ground. And because of her unstable center of gravity, she sat down on the pebbles.

That's sour! The tears in the eye sockets suddenly flew out like conditioned reflexes.

"Ah! Grandma, are you okay!" The maid didn't care about the white fungus, and quickly stepped forward to help her, and apologized with trepidation, "Sorry, grandma, I didn't mean it! Look where you fell? Ouch! This is really a sin..."

"I'm okay. The white fungus has all fallen." An Chuxia touched her buttocks and squatted down to help pick up the white fungus.

"If you drop it, it's too much. Don't pick it up soon. It's unlucky to let the lady see me!" The maid took her hand and refused to let her pick it up.

An Chuxia was helpless, so she stood up, annoyed that she was running and not looking at the road. All the white fungus was lost, fearing that she would only be thrown away.

The maid picked up the plastic plate that had fallen on the ground. Only then did she remember the time, and asked suspiciously: "By the way, my grandmother is less than six o'clock now. Why do you get up so early? Is it your morning exercise?"