Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

An Chuxia frowned, but soon curled up her mouth and said, "Thank you! In return, I will take you to my previous school? Although it is small, it is still quite fun."

Her innocence made Han Qilu's heart startled. It was because of these clear eyes that he couldn't control his emotions at once? She is the only one who can make herself so angry.

Putting his hand in his pocket, he looked strange and said: "Okay."

What to pretend to be cool? An Chuxia despised him in her heart, and then naturally handed the photo frame to Han Qilu: "This is my mother, isn't it beautiful?" His tone was full of flamboyant taste. When my father and mother were together because they thought their mother was beautiful, they left because they couldn't give him a future.

How ridiculous? Drop your eyes and use thick eyelashes to converge all emotions. Han Qilu took the photo frame she wanted to take back at this time and looked at it carefully, without any irony in her eyes.

Think about the last time, he said that his mother was here. But at that time, maybe there are all unspeakable reasons, right? No one curses for no reason. Han Qilu is a tangled body because of his family, his background, and his status. So now she is not angry. Of course, she cannot guarantee that if Han Qilu still insults her mother in the future, she will not run away.

"Very beautiful." His voice was hoarse, perhaps because he was thirsty, and even his **** lips were a little chapped. Then he was still gentle and jade, it was a kind of otherworldly beauty. It is certainly wrong to describe boys as beautiful, but she feels that handsome is no longer enough to describe Han Qilu.

Looking away, there were two blushes on her cheeks, because when he said "very beautiful", he didn't look at the photo frame, but stared straight into her eyes. At that moment, all her eyes were Han Qilu.

Seeing An Chuxia's blushing, Han Qilu jerked the corners of her mouth and said: "I said your mother is very beautiful." Seeing her slightly stunned face, Han Qilu's smile became brighter indeed.

"Hehe, everyone said my mother is very beautiful." She laughed dryly, embarrassed all over her face. What a grandson! Saying her mother is pretty, what did he look at her and say? Made her think that...

"I really don't know how your mother, such a beautiful person, gave birth to you. Don't you always say that blue is better than blue? Obviously you are an exception." He gave full play to his viper function. This bastard!

She clenched her fist tightly, and when she was about to rush up and want to beat him up, her stomach hurt suddenly and then suddenly. The piercing pain made her sweaty forehead become profusely, and the sweat dripped down her cheek drop by drop along the contour.

"It hurts...it hurts." She suddenly loosened her fist and squatted down. Almost when she squatted down, Han Qilu rushed over to help her, his eyes full of concern.

"Why? It's so easy to be irritated by me?" Han Qilu still didn't forget to mock her at this point.

The pain in my abdomen suddenly eased a little, but I felt dizzy and sleepy. It feels so familiar, like...like heat stroke!

"That what, I am not stimulated, I seem to have heat stroke."