My Devil Young Master

No trouble Ann chuxia smiles and walks to the door of the room.

In fact, the reason is clear to an chuxia. Because She is the originator of Liu Dongyu's bad mood!

"I'll go with you." Han Qilu said, followed by housekeeper Han.

An chuxia is worried about how Han Qilu will explain "that thing" when he is around. At this time, Han Qilu proposes to go to hot porridge with Han housekeeper, which undoubtedly makes an chuxia feel a little relaxed.

However, Han Qilu should have deliberately left her time alone with Liu Dongyu, right?

An chuxia took a look at Han Qilu. Han Qilu had already walked into the corner with Han housekeeper. She threw aside these ideas and stretched out her hand to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Liu Dongyu's anxious voice came.

"I said I didn't want to eat it!"

An chuxia at a glance in the past, Liu Dongyu is sitting on the bed with his back against the pillow, with a dropper on his arm, but he is playing with his mobile phone.

Just because he was playing with his mobile phone, Liu Dongyu thought that the man who came in was housekeeper Han.

An chuxia couldn't help being dissatisfied and said, "how can you talk to housekeeper Han like this? Do you know how worried he is about you? "

Liu Dongyu was stunned and looked up from his mobile phone to see Xiang an chuxia. With his mouth slightly open, he obviously didn't expect that it would be an early summer.

"I..." Liu Dongyu sat upright and looked dejected: "I don't know what's going on I'm sorry. "

"You should say that the person who is sorry is housekeeper Han." An chuxia stepped forward and sat down on the chair beside Liu Dongyu's bed.

She could feel the residual temperature on the chair. It should be housekeeper Han who just sat here and advised Liu Dongyu to eat.

Liu Dongyu turns his head to one side. An chuxia notes that Liu Dongyu is not playing mobile games or reading novels, but just staring at the screen.

She knew better.

"In fact, I am the one to say sorry." An chuxia suddenly said so.

Liu Dongyu was stunned, then looked at her and asked, "didn't you help me deliver the letter?"

Yes, letter.

A letter that Liu Dongyu asked her to deliver to Meng Xiaonan a few days ago.

"I forgot." An chuxia said truthfully: "the letter has been in my schoolbag, I forgot to give it to her."

Liu Dongyu's dispirited face suddenly became energetic, and his dim eyes also lit up the light of hope. It seems that a "forget" saved him.

Don't say an chuxia is not stupid, even if an chuxia is a fool, now I can probably guess the content of Liu Dongyu's letter. But

She can only be sorry for Liu Dongyu!

"Dongyu, I'm sorry. Don't say I forgot. Even if I didn't forget, I wouldn't give her the letter." An chuxia's words are firm and firm, and there is no room for maneuver.

Liu Dongyu seemed to be choked by her words and did not speak for a long time.

"I'm sorry." Ann chuxia droops his head and says sorry again.

In the face of an chuxia's sorry, Liu Dongyu's face did not appear any anger, but appeared to be relieved.

With a sigh, Liu Dongyu asked, "did you read the content of the letter?"

"No An chuxia shook his head and said sincerely, "I definitely didn't peek. But I guess so. So, I'm sorry, I won't give her the letter. "

"Needless to say I'm sorry. Maybe I should thank you." Liu Dongyu raised his head slightly and looked at the drop bottle in his eyes. He said in a complicated way: "in fact, I regret it when I gave it to you."

An chuxia didn't answer the phone, just waiting for him to continue,

"I'm just going to tell her that I'm going to meet her this weekend. The reason why I didn't say it in person or on my mobile phone was that I was afraid that she would refuse me. That's why I wrote to ask you to pass it on to her. "