Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

Han Qilu's footsteps stopped, the expression on his face looked strange. His eyes fixedly stared at Xia Xinyu's face.

In the end, it wasn't until Xia Xinyu's expression became embarrassed, that he reached out to touch his face and asked him "Is there anything strange on my face?" Han Qilu took back that strange gaze. That gaze made Xia Xinyu's heartbeat. Speed ​​up somehow. Breathing is also fast.

"No." Han Qilu shook his head: "I just think, I have seen you."

If this sentence appeared in a beautiful occasion, everyone would think that this boy's method of hitting up a conversation is classic and vulgar. But now it is not a beautiful occasion, here is a deep mountain and old forest with no fingers.

What's more, there is still an early summer standing beside him. An Chuxia's face looked paler, she clenched her fist tightly, but it didn't happen. If she is making any impulsive or strange behavior now, she will definitely be laughed at by Han Qilu, a stinky kid who kills a thousand knives.

So she squeezed, suffocated until her lips turned pale.

Xia Xinyu's face flushed with "swish", as if he was shy, and he glanced at An Chuxia as if imperceptibly.

The brains are as bad as Han Qilu, and now I realize how strange my words are. With his right hand clenched into a fist, he gave a light cough, restored his expressionless expression and asked Xia Xinyu: "How do you know this road leads to the cabin?"

Xia Xinyu followed Han Qilu's gaze and looked at the path she was pointing at, her gaze deepened.

"I don't know, probably... intuition." Xia Xinyu answered like this.

"Let's take this road." An Chuxia also has the intuition that this road must lead to the cabin, which is exclusively for girls. Or in other words, it's just because the other road is too much like the road I've traveled before. Or in other words, every road here is like a walked road.

Ten minutes later, facing the end of the trail, An Chuxia felt exhausted and unlovable for the first time. This road was not a road leading to a small wooden house at all. The road was over, but all I saw were trees, big trees of various postures, like monsters, who wanted to swallow her.

"Go back." Han Qilu was silent for a second, without hesitation to go back.

"Wait!" Xia Xinyu shouted suddenly, and then jumped up excitedly: "Look at Qilu! What is the black patch over there?"

Because of her happiness, Xia Xinyu was not afraid of Han Qilu at all, instead she shook his arm affectionately. And Han Qilu just looked in the direction of Xia Xinyu's fingers, his eyes focused, and he didn't want to shake off Xia Xinyu's hand that shook his arm.

Heart, broken ground powder. An Chuxia thought so in her heart.

Then my eyes were suddenly blurred, as if they were covered with a layer of fog.

I might not be caught in tears... An Chuxia thought so, closed her eyes, and... as if she had no strength to open her eyes. The head is getting heavier and heavier...

Can't hold it at last? At the last conscious moment, she asked herself.

The body finally fell...

"An Chuxia!!!" Han Qilu noticed that An Chuxia had fainted on the ground. He suddenly shook off Xia Xinyu's hand and ran towards An Chuxia. And Xia Xinyu's expression was so complicated and... terrifying.