My Devil Young Master

Han Qilu then let go of the hand that pulls Xiao mingluo collar, but still stare at him discontentedly.

The name of nigger has been heard by most of the people who have ever been on the road. The origin of the name "nigger" is said to be that the nigger likes to kill people at night, and the killing methods are cruel, just like the God of death. So, they call him nigger.

Han Qilu naturally knows about niggers, but in his cognition, niggers should be in their 40s and 30s, not My age. It made him feel crisis and uneasy that he had never felt before.

"What's the matter with you two?" Ann chuxia shakes her head and wakes up from shock.

"Nothing!" Xiao mingluo shook his head in a hurry: "we're just sparring. Hehe, let's have a discussion. "

An chuxia sighed helplessly: "both of them are not three-year-old children. They are also like children. It's not shameful. Go and take care of the wound on your face so that you don't look bad

Seeing that an chuxia didn't ask again, Xiao mingluo hurriedly pulled Ling Hanyu, who was standing in a daze: "let's go to the hospital, and we won't come back later. Have a good time tonight! See you then

He refers to the big field exploration.

As soon as the voice dropped, they ran away. An early summer helpless, looked at Han Qilu one eye, raised legs to go. But the pace just moved a step, Han Qilu pulled her elbow: "we also go back."

He didn't want to go there again, and he didn't want to see Nangong Zifei - nigger at all. He's not afraid of niggers. He hasn't got anything to be afraid of when he's so big. Just, just afraid that an early summer will be hurt.

"No!" An chuxia rolled a white eye: "what do you say is what?"

"Dear, shall we go home and sleep?" Han Qilu's tone softened, and the bottom of her eyes was boundless tenderness: "I'm going to die of exhaustion. I've been busy all day and haven't had a rest

An early summer moved lips, no words, but the steps did not move again. Han Qilu put his hand around an chuxia's right shoulder with a smile, strode out of the music book and walked out of the gate of stirland college with her. During this period, he met many students of stillan, who ignored all kinds of shocked, envious and envious eyes.

However, an chuxia always wanted to get rid of his arm, but he did not. In the end, he had to put his arm around his shoulder. I wonder what happened to him today. I always feel strange.

The car soon drove into the door of the Han family. When an chuxia was ready to get off and open the door, he found that the door had been locked by Han Qilu.

Just to speak, he heard Han Qilu's voice from the driver's seat: "stay away from nangongzi, OK?" Although it was a question, the tone did not give her the right to say "no".

"Why? "An chuxia did not understand:" you will not be jealous? He and I are just friends. "

Han Qilu looked along the right side, the light yellow car light gently shrouded an chuxia's side face. Her eyes were so sincere that no one could doubt them.

He, of course, believes it.

With a click, the door was locked. Although I felt puzzled, an chuxia got off the bus quickly.