Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

"I know." He answered faintly, without any waves. It seems that the three words Barsari can't arouse his interest at all.

Turning around and seeing the refrigerator, An Chuxia walked over a few steps: "So I moved back."

"I know." It was still a faint voice. Just when Han Qilu thought An Chuxia would be angry because of his attitude, An Chuxia spit out suddenly.

"Damn! Even the refrigerator is empty! Isn't this rushing to kill this?!" She closed the empty refrigerator suddenly, and then yelled at the phone: "Han Qilu, what do your servants do? Is this too stingy?!"

At this moment, she heard a sound coming from the hall, and hurriedly lowered her voice: "Wait for a while."

After speaking, she didn't turn off the phone, but secretly walked to the kitchen door and looked out. Jiang Yuanyuan came to the lobby and took an apple, then returned to her studio and closed the door.

Then he walked out of the kitchen in relief. She also took two apples from the fruit plate in the living room and ran back to the room quickly. This feeling, let alone a thief, is really a bit like a thief!

Sitting on the soft leather sofa in her room, she sighed. Turned to gnaw the fruit.

"Didn't have dinner?" There was a voice from the phone, and she remembered that the phone hadn't been turned off.

"Hmm..." She yawned, thinking about when the servant would hang up. I knew I should have turned off the phone just now.

There was silence for a moment: "Hang up first."

"Huh?" Before she could respond, there was a busy tone from the phone, and then the screen displayed: The call ended.

Is this man... crazy? Called her somehow, and never hung up the phone somehow. She didn't believe in Han Qilu's patience. She could wait until she slipped out of the kitchen gently, ran upstairs to the room gently, and ate a few apples.

She understands his patience. And the only explanation is... the demon lord is nervous again.

Throwing her phone aside, she gnawed a few more bites of the apple, but she kept thinking of the phrase Han Qilu said, ‘I miss you, what should I do? ’

In the end, when she finally finished eating one apple and preparing to eat the second one, she lost her appetite. Just sit down in front of the notebook. Previously, her notebook was taken to Ling's house. This new notebook should have been prepared by Han Guanjia for her. Immediately I felt that it's nice to have money.

After turning on the computer, the first thing I did was not to log in to QQ, but to open the homepage of Shushe.com. She took a look at the list, and her book, which was originally ranked first, slipped to fourth. But looking at the other lists again, my own "Master Devil Do Not Kiss Me" actually ranked first. Especially the comment list, the number of comments differs from the second place by more than 400!

She saw the number of comments shown on the list, and her eyelids jumped. These data... all can be converted into money! The more people commented, the more people watched! She made it, she made it! I clicked into the page of my novel, and the comments below were either to urge her to update quickly or to scold the heroine for being stupid.

After a while of thunder, she calmed down, determined to write a chapter and post it. Maybe it was a whim, maybe it was the temptation of money. Her typing speed was much faster than usual. She actually wrote three thousand words in less than an hour.

When one point was published, she posted all these three thousand words.