My Devil Young Master

"Well, there's still a little time to go bowling. Take me to play." Han Qilu did not hesitate to start the task manager on the computer and cut off the game he was playing.

Take a look at all of these people, regardless of the feelings of teammates, directly related to the game. She responded slowly and said, "ah? What did you say

Reaching out and flicking her forehead, Han Qilu rolled her eyes and said, "I want to go to the place where you used to live. By the way, don't get me wrong. I just want to experience what poverty is

In fact, subconsciously, he just wanted to go to the place where she had lived. As soon as the idea flashed in his mind, he put it into action: "don't refuse, or I won't take you to bowling."

Although he didn't know why Bai an wanted to go bowling so much in early summer, he took it as a threat because of her urgent appearance. This is probably what high IQ people do. If an chuxia knew what he was thinking, he would die as a bloodletting.

Silence for three seconds, an chuxia gritted his teeth: "well, but you can't make trouble for me there. I'm going to change. " She is now wearing a white halter top and a black lace miniskirt. There was also a valuable crystal necklace around her neck. If you go back like this, you may be scared.

Although in the last time back that day, Han Liuhai drove more than a dozen luxury cars to help her move, which had already scared everyone. But she still wants to keep a low profile.

"I think it's good to change something." Han Qilu said this sentence in a slightly stiff tone, but an chuxia didn't hear it. Just looked up at him: "I never wore a skirt before."

Han Qilu slightly raised eyebrows: "this can't be an excuse for you to waste my precious time. Let's go. There's no discussion. "

With that, he took an chuxia's back collar and walked out of the room. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Jiang Yuanyuan frantically trying to escape. Knowing that he couldn't run, Jiang Yuanyuan simply stood still: "I just passed by."

The cold eyes swept up and down Jiang Yuanyuan, and said rudely, "Mom, your bedroom is on the third floor, and the writing room is on the first floor. I don't think you will pass my room." Not waiting for Jiang Yuanyuan to have a chance to sophisticate, Han Qilu once again gnashed his teeth and said, "if you dare to eavesdrop or watch again, the consequences will be at your own risk."

Jiang Yuanyuan was really frightened by the word "conceited consequence". Last time he said that he should be responsible for the consequences and then she committed it again, Han Qilu Leng did not talk to her as a mother for a year. It's killing her!

Without hesitation, he raised his right hand and swore, "there won't be another time! But Where are you going? I didn't hear you

After receiving Han Qilu's last eye warning, Jiang Yuanyuan covered his mouth in fear and said vaguely: "don't ask, don't ask..."

When an chuxia was still surprised that Han Qilu didn't treat anyone big or small, he was once again grabbed by Han Qilu and dragged out his collar again until it was pulled onto the front passenger seat of his cool sports car.

She sat this time, and it seemed that at that time It's a period! Subconsciously looked back, there was no trace of filth on it. It never happened in the rain.

"You show the way." Han Qilu thinks that she remembers the way back to the place where she used to live. She is really overestimated. An chuxia said: "I don't remember."