My Devil Young Master

"My God! What zombie are you lying in? " Han Qilu gave her a contemptuous glance, but an Chu Xia still did not move. Now he began to feel something wrong.

After a pause, he said again, "Hey - don't tell me you've twisted your foot. Because I can't help you up

She has no hope that Han Qilu will help her, OK?! She took a breath, put her hands on both sides of her head and sat up slowly with all her strength.

During this period, Han Qilu just looked at her coldly, and there was no banter in her eyes. After a careful look at the eyes as deep as the abyss, there was still a trace of anger. Yes, he's angry.

Angry why she can't say a good word to let him help her up. Can't she even be coquettish at least? As a girl, she really failed!!!

An chuxia is still slowly supporting the body, this action is very slow Because if she exerts force, she will pull the meridians of her feet. People who have twisted her feet know that it is a kind of heartrending pain.

Finally, with a deep look at an early summer, Han Qilu got up and stood up. The breath is a little bit urgent, because he is very angry very angry!

"Ann chuxia, you can slowly get up like a dog!" His ability to do harm to others is becoming more and more profound. Turning around, he strode out of the door. After a heavy slam of the door, the room returned to a dead silence.

An chuxia is not angry at all, because Han Qilu Is it the kind of person who doesn't care about other people's life and death? She must always recognize that he is a devil!

With her arms straight, she had sat up, but now there was a bigger problem ahead of her. That is How to stand up!

Headache ground raises hand to hold dizzy forehead, begin to regret now why not listen to that doctor's words, have a good rest first. Then you don't have to suffer this kind of crime.

"Then Peng opened the door.

"An chuxia, your character will kill you sooner or later!" Han Qilu raised one hand to her neck, the other to her feet, gently took her to the bed. Be as careful as you are with your most precious treasure.

She wondered how Han Qilu would come back.

"Don't think about it!" As if can completely see through her mind in general, Han Qilu sat on the edge of the bed and said, "you don't have to thank me, because this young master came back for not freezing the credit card."

An chuxia looked at his feet into a deep silence, and really did not intend to say anything to thank you.

"Don't tell me, you really don't say it?" Han Qilu frowned and looked displeased: "say it quickly!"

Confused to raise eyes, puzzled to look at Han Qilu's face: "say what?" It was not until she asked that she realized what Han Qilu wanted her to say, so a joke happened

She swore that she didn't mean to ask "what to say". It's just that there's no reaction.

"An, Chu, Xia!" Han Qilu grinned at her, suddenly bent down and pressed her shoulder to kiss her lips.

Staring at the nearby Han Qilu, she thought of pushing him away.

But suddenly the door was opened again

"Are we disturbing you?" Xiao mingluo and Ling Hanyu asked such an idiot, then quickly turned to leave, and also helped them close the door with kindness.