My Devil Young Master

It is clear that he wants to hold an chuxia in his arms, but he comes up with such a big reason that even Han Qilu himself admires his flexibility.

An chuxia naturally didn't expect Han Qilu's long speech just because he wanted to hold her in his arms. She knew that Jiang Yuanyuan had always wanted her to be "intimate" with Han Qilu, and Han Qilu holding her feeling, in fact, is not disgusting.

Biting his teeth, an chuxia raised his feet and walked to the place where Liu Dongyu lived. Han Qilu also stepped forward. They walked hand in hand to their destination.

At night, there are only a few scattered stars in the sky, but the moonlight is extremely bright. However, there are bright lights on the roadside, and you can see the road clearly without moonlight.

Soon, two people have come to the place where housekeeper Han and others live. Here are some old servants who have worked in the Han family for several years. Naturally, they are loyal to the Han family. The new servants live in another house not far from here.

"Is that it?" An chuxia asked and looked at it.

She's not familiar with it because she doesn't usually go this way.

This small building has only one floor, but it is very similar to the style of the resort. It is simple but does not conflict with the overall layout of the Han family. Although there is no comparison with the other side of the hall, it is much better than the residence before an chuxia.

She immediately felt that if she had not been accepted by the Han family, she would probably never have an intersection with Han Qilu. If two people meet, Han Qilu will not look at her?

After all, she is so ordinary.

The dark ahead was suddenly replaced by light, which made her eyes a little uncomfortable. At this time, all the servants living here have not finished their work, so the lights in the corridor are turned off, but it was Han Qilu who turned on the lights just now.

"How do I think you're weird?" Han Qilu looked at her with both eyes, as if to explore what she was thinking.

"Why am I so strange?" An chuxia dare not see Han Qilu, but subconsciously wants to get rid of Han Qilu.

I've been very cooperative with him all the way. How come

Han Qilu frowned and said in a cold voice, "don't you cooperate with me?"

"There's no one here!" As soon as an early summer's words were uttered, the sound of opening the door suddenly rang out. Both of them were stunned for a moment. Then steward Han came out of a room on the right.

Housekeeper Han is also very surprised to see two people, lips move, surprised to ask: "young master, little grandmother, how did you come?"

Han Qilu took the lead in answering, "we are coming to see Dongyu. Is he asleep?"

An chuxia's sight falls on the hand of housekeeper Han. He holds a bowl in his hand. The porridge in the bowl seems to have not moved at all, but is still full.

"Not yet asleep." Han housekeeper's face showed a trace of embarrassment: "this child is not willing to eat porridge, I don't know what's the matter, he and I I haven't seen each other often for a long time, and I don't know what the child is thinking. It's just that he seems to be in a bad mood. When he is sick, he needs a good mood most, so that he will get better soon. "

Housekeeper Han is very delicate to her and Han Qilu, but Liu Dongyu is so clumsy.

In fact, this is also a kind of love performance? Because of love, so become at a loss.

"Don't worry. Go and warm the porridge again. I'll ask him." An chuxia volunteered to say.

"Is it?" Housekeeper Han's face showed joy: "then I'll heat the porridge. Please, young granny."