My Devil Young Master

"Ah?" An early summer Leng a Leng, then nodded to take over: "thank you."

After listening to her thanks, nangongzi didn't just nod his head and walked out of here. Tiger and MAG followed.

After Nangong Zifei left, an chuxia was stunned for a while. The players in the dressing room quickly came out one by one. Most of them were exposed to the air. An chuxia thinks of giving Han Qilu clothes. She asks Han Qilu which wardrobe is, and then goes forward to open it.

The clothes in the wardrobe were put in order. An chuxia soon found the clothes Han Qilu wanted to change, including Light gray inside.

She took a deep breath in embarrassment, took the inside at the bottom, and then closed the closet.

"Well, manager, how about the president?" The boy beside saw it with sharp eyes and said with a loud smile.

An chuxia's face turned red in an instant. She was about to stare at her. Ling Hanyu, who had just come out of the dressing room, said, "don't speak. No one will treat you as mute."

That male God face a black, did not dare to say ha, the atmosphere around suddenly cold up.

An chuxia no longer stay in place, took the clothes, quickly walked to the door of Han Qilu's dressing room, reached out and knocked on the door. Soon, a hand stretched out, and an chuxia quickly handed in the clothes and trousers. The door to the dressing room was then closed.

This is not a place to stay for a long time. An chuxia nodded with Ling Hanyu and then walked out of here.

Most of the girls in the basketball club have dispersed, but there are also girls who are crowded in front of the basketball club waiting for the boys to come out. An chuxia felt embarrassed standing here alone, so he just walked out of the basketball club.

It's getting dark. The crescent moon is hanging in the sky. From time to time, a cold wind blows. An chuxia stretches out her tight clothes. At this moment, she suddenly remembered her mother in heaven.

If it had not been for her death, there would have been no life now.

Every time I think about it, an chuxia will have a strong sense of guilt. Even though it wasn't her fault.

Waist, suddenly was hugged. The fragrance of the shower gel surrounded the tip of her nose. An chuxia came back to her senses and said, "is it finished?"

"Yes." Han Qilu released a hand, rubbed her soft head and asked, "how do you know it's me?"

An chuxia rolled his eyes: "besides you, who dares to hold me?"

"Not necessarily." Han Qilu loosened his hand and held an chuxia's wrist: "it's late. Let's go."

Two people all the way to the parking lot, Han Qilu day stay in the coffee shop not far from the car has been sent here. I don't know if the parking lot is because the lights are out of order or for some other reason. The lights are all dark. Fortunately, they can be illuminated by the mottled moonlight.

"It's said that the parking lot is a good place to enhance feelings." Han Qilu suddenly came up with such a sentence.

An early summer had a meal, then said: "it's also a good place to be haunted. Don't get on the bus soon!"

Han Qilu laughs and takes out the key from his pocket.

A few minutes later, the low-key car drove away from the stelland noble college and headed for the hotel.

It seems that it is still early, Han Qilu's car is not slow. Ann chuxia couldn't help asking, "where are we going?"

"Eat first." Han Qilu while driving attentively, while answering her words.

It seems that there is nothing to ask.

Ann chuxia curled her lips: "just right, I'm hungry."