My Devil Young Master

And he is facing, is full of surprise to the vine sunflower.

At that moment, anchuxia didn't cry. She wanted to cry, but her body seemed to be drained. I can't cry at all.

But she put her hand over her mouth and cried. It's tears of excitement. Those Americans who were watching the crowd began to yell, saying nothing but asking Xiang mangkui to agree quickly.

"I Before he finished speaking, an chuxia squeezed in from the crowd.

"I will not bless you." She looked straight at Han Qilu: "but if you remember me now, I will forgive you. But if you don't remember, I don't know what will happen to me Han Qilu, don't you really remember who an chuxia was? "

She had been looking for him all night, in the dense forest, alone for a night.

She once vowed that if Han Qilu died, she would not live.

She once vowed that if Han Qilu was ok, she would confess to him. He said he had been in love with him for a long time.

But who can tell her why things are like this? Why does she say that she wants to cherish, all of them do not belong to her in the end? Why do all the people she loves leave her?

Tears suddenly fell down again, the body is empty. She saw Han Qilu surprised to see her, that eye is strange, is not happy.

But to the vine sunflower, she thought that to the vine sunflower does not exist.

"Can't you really remember? How many months of memory? " The tear fell from the eye socket and fell directly on the marble brick of the square.

The onlookers were puzzled and began to disperse slowly. Some people stayed to see what happened.

"You..." Han Qilu only said such a word, but he didn't know what to say. What is the pain in the chest? Why do you feel heartache when you see this beautiful girl?

"Do you really remember nothing? What should I do? Han Qilu, what do you think I should do? " The louder an chuxia talks, the more tears he shed. She knew she didn't look good when she cried, but her tears were totally out of control.

She didn't drip water, but her tears didn't seem to end.

"So many memories, really because of the time problem can not remember it? Is it really possible to propose to another person in peace of mind? "

“……” Han Qilu didn't know what to say. Just feel the pain in the chest more and more clear.

He didn't like the feeling that almost choked him. He didn't like it at all!

"Seven records, do you know who she is?" To the vine Kui walk forward, holding Han Qilu's arm, the action is so natural.

But the expression on the bottom of her eyes was looking at an chuxia with a kind of fear.

Since Han Qilu was sent to the United States, she used her previous network in the United States to take good care of her. She was very happy to know that Han Qilu had forgotten the memory of the previous few months. Happy almost crazy. She felt that God was helping herself. So she didn't mention half a word about an chuxia in front of Han Qilu.

Han Qilu also asked her if he had forgotten something very important. She is always vague. She was thinking that as long as Han Qilu didn't want to wake up, she would definitely be able to recapture Han Qilu's heart.

She did. However, an chuxia appeared.

But she will not allow Han Qilu to be snatched away by an chuxia. What's her early summer? If there is no background, the little face is OK, but she thinks she is not inferior!

"No No impression. " Han Qilu shook his head, turned his head and gently looked at man Kui and said, "you haven't said whether you want to or not."

"I..."

"Young master!" Han housekeeper crowded into the crowd, first saw an early summer full of tears, and then saw Han Qilu was holding to mankui. Next to the crowd gradually dispersed, Xu is to see no point, so have turned to leave.

This voice is too familiar, Han Qilu doesn't need to read to know it's steward Han. Xiang mankui doesn't have a chance to answer Han Qilu. He looks at housekeeper Han unhappily.

This housekeeper Han is a loyal and honest man. He has stayed in the Han family for many years. Even Han Qilu has grown up with him. Therefore, Xiang mankui doesn't dare to be too presumptuous to the housekeeper Han. He can only scold him in his heart.

"Young master, aren't you in hospital? How did you get out? Is it better? " See Han Qilu, Han housekeeper for a time forgot an chuxia, also did not look at man Kui, just rather concerned about looking at Han Qilu.

"It's so stuffy in the hotel that I come out to breathe. Besides, I just proposed to man Kui Han Qilu said with a high eyebrow, and gently put his hand on the shoulder half exposed to the vine sunflower. He took the opportunity to hold Han Qilu's waist with a shy face.

He already knew that Han Qilu had forgotten the things in the past few months. Now he saw with his own eyes that he was panting in his chest for a moment, and he was a little out of breath.

"Housekeeper Han!" An chuxia saw that steward Han's face was not right, so he ran forward and pinched the steward Han's people. Housekeeper Han recovered.

After this tossing and turning, Han Qilu turned his attention back to an chuxia: "so you are brought by housekeeper Han. No wonder you know me. who are you? What is it called? "An early summer just to answer, Han Qilu suddenly patted the head melon: "you are an early summer."

Han housekeeper and an chuxia's faces are both happy. Xiang man Kui's face is stiff. His arm around Han Qilu is also a loose one. Subconsciously, he wants to escape. Because she knew that once han Qilu remembered who an chuxia was, all her achievements would be in vain.

The doctor said it was unlikely that he would remember the memory before. How could Han Qilu remember it so quickly?

"As you said just now, your name is anchuxia, isn't it?" Han Qilu scratched his head, quite a bit sorry to say: "my head was injured, the memory of the previous few months are not clear."

The original joy, all in Han Qilu said these words, and was as sad as the sea waves diluted. She thought that Han Qilu remembered herself. As a result, everything was empty and happy.

"Well, I'm anchusha." She is an chuxia, who will not be easily knocked down. She survived the death of her only relative, and now she has no reason to be knocked down!

She has decided, since Han Qilu can't remember the memory before, then forget it! She can create new memories, the future is still a long way, she does not believe that Han Qilu's heart is made of iron!

Dry the tears on her face, she turned to look at Han Qilu's side to the man sunflower, raised a not too good-looking smile. But the smile twinkled with her stubborn, just want to leave quickly.

"Qilu, it's time for you to go back to the hotel and have a drop shot. I'll take you back." To the vine Kui quickly avoid the eyes of an Chu Xia, pulled the seven records of La Han and said: "don't go back to take care of you."

"What are you afraid of? Steward Han is here Han Qilu raised his chin, looked at Han Guan's family and said, "come all the way to see me. I'll treat you to dinner! By the way, and you, Xu chuxia, no, what's the beginning of summer? "

Look at Han Qilu's appearance, remember that the probability of an chuxia should be very small, she does not have to be afraid. To vine Kui secretly determined, never let an Chu Xia take Han Qilu back!

He glanced at an early summer to the vine sunflower and said with a light smile: "it's an early summer. How did you forget your sister? "

"My sister? Do you know her? " Han Qilu frowned and looked at mangkui. "Before you asked me who she was," he said suspiciously

"I'll see if you forget your sister." Xiang mankui said coquettishly, "her mother died to save uncle Han, so uncle Han took her to your house. Isn't that your sister? "

On hearing this to man Kui, Han Qilu began to look at an chuxia again: "so it is..."

Han Qilu generally doesn't like strangers. He just thinks that they are all courting themselves to get on with the Han family. An chuxia's mother died in order to save his father This seems to be worth pondering, but somehow, he can't hate this early summer.

Maybe I have been familiar with her in those months and get along well with her?

Han Qilu thought so, did not think more, took people to a Chinese restaurant for dinner.

An chuxia spent a long time in Han's home, and he could also adapt to eating in such a high-end restaurant. Taking advantage of Han Qilu to go to the toilet with mangkui, an chuxia took housekeeper Han and said, "housekeeper Han, you should also see that, I am thinking, since Qilu has forgotten me, don't try to make him recall."

"Do you want the young master to accept you again?" Han housekeeper said rationally: "but little grandma, you see the young master is with Miss Xiang all day long, can you go down?"

Can you watch it? Of course not.

"But do I cry all day long to remind him of me?" An chuxia's eyes twinkled with resolute light: "if he really chose Miss Xiang in the end, at least I have tried hard, I will not leave regret."

"Grandma, it's really hard for you..." Housekeeper Han stretched out his hand and wiped his eyes. His muddy eyes shed uncontrollable tears.

"You don't want to call me little grandma in the future." An chuxia timely remind, picked up the paper towel on the table and handed it to housekeeper Han. Only then did he realize that his face was full of tears.

In the bathroom, after finishing toilet to man Kui, she made up her makeup and looked in the mirror. She thought that she was more eye-catching than that wet girl!

Today, she is wearing a soft yellow dress with open shoulders and half back, which makes her skin more white. She was one year older than Han Qilu. She was supposed to be a senior three, but because her entertainment company had a tight schedule for her, she suspended school for two years. Therefore, she and an chuxia were both senior one, but she rarely appeared in high schools in the United States.

Out of the bathroom, Han Qilu has been waiting at the door for a long time, and there are several cigarette butts scattered at his feet.

"Why so long?" Seeing Xiang man Kui finally came out, Han Qilu walked forward with a cigarette between his right fingers.

"What? Are you impatient? " He took Han Qilu's burning cigarette to man Kui, took a sip of it skillfully, and then spit out the smoke gently to Han Qilu's face. His delicate face was reflected in Han Qilu's eyes, and flickered with the smoke.

To man Kui to throw away the smoke in his hands, hands around Han Qilu, gently a tiptoe, kiss up. Now of course, Han Qilu won't refuse, and they quickly react to each other and kiss each other warmly.Two foreign women came along the corridor, watched them kissing and walked into the bathroom with a smile.

For a long time, Han Qilu let go of the vine sunflower, and turned to the eye of the vine sunflower, leaving a dark red "strawberry" between the neck of Han Qilu.

"Naughty!" Han Qilu stretched out his hand and scraped it on his nose. His face was full of doting. To the vine Kui see almost crazy, but she clearly know that these doting, originally belongs to an early summer.

No! This is what belongs to her!

Xiang mankui pulls Han Qilu and looks aggrieved: "Qilu, don't stare at people all the time. Do you like early summer? I don't like my boyfriend's eyes staring at other girls all the time. "

In fact, Han Qilu didn't stare at an chuxia all the time, but he said to man Kui so that he had to promise: "OK! After that, I'll see you alone! Besides, I'm not your boyfriend! I am your fiance

"I haven't promised you yet." He opened his mouth to man Kui, which showed a great contrast with the heavy makeup on her face.

In fact, no man likes his woman's heavy make-up, kiss up full of BB cream taste is not good! Han Qilu approached man Kui and said in a low voice, "do you agree?"

"Say it again!" To the vine Kui Jiao Jiao Jiao smile, false eyelashes almost to block her eyes.

"Don't paint so much makeup in the future." Han Qilu said, pulling back to the vine Kui: "go, they should be strange, we went to the toilet for such a long time."

When the two returned to the table, Ann chuxia was almost finished.

"Seven records, can you show me around later? This is the second time I've been to the United States, and I haven't had a good time An chuxia put down his chopsticks and said bravely.

Han Qilu didn't answer yet. He put a bone in his mouth and turned to an chuxia with a gentle smile and said, "when I go back to Qilu, I'll have to make a hanging bottle. I'll go back to the clinic tomorrow. I can't delay the medicine for the last day."