Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

Following the voice, Han Qilu took off his white uniform jacket, wearing only Styran's white black-collar shirt. I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional. The tie was hung there diagonally and tied loosely. He held the white coat and hung it on his right shoulder.

At first glance, it was a cynical rich boy... She sighed in her heart.

At the same time, he glanced at An Chenchuan with the light of his eyes, and sure enough, his complexion didn't seem so good, it could be said that his complexion was ugly.

"Qilu, I have made an appointment with Chuxia to go..." It was just that moment, An Chenchuan regained the sunny character, smiling and trying to explain to Han Qilu, so that he would not wait for An Chuxia.

But before he could say it completely, Han Qilu immediately interrupted him, and said with a dangerous smile: "The relationship between the two of us is not good enough to call us by name? Master An."

These words opened the distance between the two of them all at once. Han Qilu was such a person, and he would never save face for any other insignificant person.

"Han Qilu!" An Chuxia frowned, "If you want to buy materials with us, be more polite. Otherwise, I won't take you there!"

Han Qilu seemed to particularly want An Chenchuan to misunderstand. A few steps walked from the door of the classroom to the first table in front of An Chuxia, gently raised her chin and said softly, "Well, my dear fiancée. I'll be polite to others. Up."

An Chuxia blushed all of a sudden when he said ambiguously. He hurriedly pulled away his hand and said, "Are you on your own?"

"Well, let's go, Chen Chuan." He said with a smile. But An Chenchuan could see that there was no smile in his eyes. He began to regret that he made an appointment today to buy materials in early summer.

If it weren't for today, maybe you wouldn't meet Han Qilu, right? The answer is of course no. Looking at the current situation, Han Qilu must have known that he had an appointment with Early Summer, so he did this deliberately.

But what is his intention? Don't you want him to catch up to early summer? But he himself clearly said casually.

There were countless thoughts in his mind, all of which were covered by his drooping eyes.

Han Qilu was a very gentleman today, and took the initiative to help An Chuxia take the pink plaid backpack Jiang Yuanyuan personally selected for her. In fact, this lady-style bag is not suitable for her at all. Because of Jiang Yuanyuan's arrangement, sometimes she really thinks she is a lady.

It's obviously not a lady or a lady! But she couldn't help Jiang Yuanyuan's stubborn temper at all. She said she wanted to make up for the loss of not having a daughter dressed up for her in recent years.

I don’t know what would happen to my former classmates seeing her like this, would they faint? She used to be a famous schoolmaster and president of the student union in her college. It's awesome. But now...I am often bullied and framed by others. In order to stay here, I can only swallow my anger.

When will this day end?

Blame this guy! An Chuxia walked side by side with An Chenchuan, and Han Qilu walked slightly ahead. Her gaze stared at Han Qilu's back fiercely. If her gaze could stab people, then Han Qilu's back would already be riddled with holes, right?

"Bring the bag to me, and hold the clothes yourself!" An Chuxia can no longer describe the idiot Han Qilu in words on the earth. Obviously he was helping her with the bag, but he threw his own clothes to her for her to hold.