My Devil Young Master

"Of course not." An chuxia scratched his head. Why is this guy so angry? What a young master.

Not far away the campfire is still beating restlessly, with a different feeling of palpitation. Suddenly, she felt heavy on her shoulder. It turned out that Han Qilu put her hand on her shoulder. Unconsciously, even she has been used to this action, and there is no struggle for a time.

"Han Qilu..." An chuxia stares at Han Qilu's handsome face close at hand, and his face suddenly burns.

She knew she was finished, and this time it was really over.

Really like him, like his heart is already in fact, but she has been afraid to admit, do not want to admit it.

"Well?" Looking at the distant sky, Han Qilu heard the sound and took back his eyes. He looked at an early summer for a few seconds, Chuchi and a smile: "how about it? Do you think your husband is really handsome? "

"Rogue!" An chuxia pushed Han Qilu away and made up for it.

"Oh! What a pain... " Han Qilu bent down with pain on his face and rubbed his left leg kicked. His expression was exaggerated.

An chuxia curled his mouth and looked at Han Qilu with his hands in his chest with disdain: "don't pretend. I don't know how much I kick? It doesn't look like you've been kicked, but it's like you've broken your foot. Please, if you want to act like a little bit, will you, my seven records master

The aggrieved man stood upright when he heard the speech, and his face was full of unhappiness: "I can sue you for murdering your husband like this. Besides, you can't save face and pretend to be worried about me? "

An Chu Xia raised his feet and approached Han Qilu, with a strange smile on his face, which made him even more Weird.

"What are you doing?" Han Qilu involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva, thinking about what ghost idea this girl was playing again, how to laugh so terrible.

"Nothing." Ann chuxia shrugged innocently and blinked her big eyes.

"You want to..." (what)

before Han Qilu finished his words, an chuxia's hands with a little cold had already held his face. Because she was a little shorter than him, an chuxia only had to stand on tiptoe to make this action.

"My young master, does it hurt? Or I'll take off my trousers and rub them for you? " When he said this, Ann chuxia was almost disgusted by himself. But she resisted the nausea and went on: "do you want it? Well? "

Han Qilu's expression was startled to see Zhenzi like, quickly back a few steps, but also nearly fell over the stone on the ground. If it wasn't for his quick reaction, he would have fallen to the ground.

"Ha ha ha ha ha..." Ann chuxia laughed and hurt his stomach. He laughed and said: "didn't you say you want me to pretend to worry about you? You are now What's going on now? By Scared? Ha ha ha What about? And Do you want me to worry about you

Han Qilu learned that he had been played, handsome face a cold, partial head did not speak.

The atmosphere suddenly cooled down. An early summer heart know that if Han Qilu really angry up hard to coax, had to sit in the past with a smile: "sorry, this is angry?"

“……” Han Qilu or a pair of others owed him money, cold face did not speak.

"Brother Qilu, do you forgive me? Adults don't remember villains.... " An chuxia continued with patience. She vowed in her heart that if Han Qilu didn't speak, she would go. well! He's ungrateful and she won't apologize!