Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

Han Qilu didn't answer the call, just took out his mobile phone and dialed the number. Soon someone walked out of the door of the European-style building, a faltering old man. When she walked in, An Chuxia could see that there was a creepy scar on the old man's face, like it had been burned by fire.

"Young Master Han is here." The old man nodded slightly at Han Qilu, then looked at Xiang Mankui and said, "Ms. Xiang is also here?"

"En." Xiang Mankui nodded and said: "This is the second time we have met. I didn't expect you to remember me."

The old man said, "You are so beautiful and you are so kind. Of course you remember you. But... who is?"

Her gaze fell on An Chuxia, who was about to introduce herself, but was preempted by Xiang Mankui: "She is Qilu's younger sister, let's not talk here, go in."

"Okay." The old man nodded slightly towards An Chuxia, his gaze was very kind, which made her look less terrible.

Xiang Mankui walked ahead with the old man, An Chuxia tilted her head and noticed that Han Qilu was looking at her. There seemed to be a trace of regret in those eyes.

What is he regretting, shouldn't he bring her here?

She glanced at Xiang Mankui, Xiang Mankui seemed to be talking to the old man, and didn't pay attention to this side. She walked over to Han Qilu in a few steps: "You brought me here to show me your love."

Han Qilu shook his head quickly: "No. No."

"Why is that?" She pursed her lips, waiting for Han Qilu to answer.

Han Qilu seemed hesitant to speak, and finally said, "I'm afraid you will be bored at home, so I brought you here."

"Then what are you doing here? A date?" Her expression seemed very calm, but God knows how uncomfortable she is now.

"To find out the truth." Han Qilu said and shook his head again: "To verify the guess."

"Guess? What kind of guess?" She couldn't think of what Han Qilu needed to verify.

He glanced at Xiang Mankui, then turned to look at her and said: "I told you to wait for me, right? So, now, can you stop asking me?"

His eyes locked her tightly, and there seemed to be a little begging in his eyes.

Master Qilu, aloft, when has he seen people with this look? She softened and nodded: "En."

Although she didn't know what Han Qilu was going to do, or why he said to let herself wait for him, she was willing to unconditionally trust him, believe this, and have forgotten him.

"Qilu, what are you doing there? Come here soon." Xiang Mankui's voice sounded at this time, his tone was a little unhappy, his eyes were fixed on An Chuxia.

"Let's go." Han Qilu said, holding her hand and walking towards Xiang Mankui.

Of course, Xiang Mankui noticed this movement, and quickly walked over here, leaving the old man aside, and the words that covered his face were: "Qilu, how can you hold her hand?"

An Chuxia was about to withdraw her hand, but found that Han Qilu's strength was too great, and she couldn't get it back. Han Qilu seems to have done this deliberately.

She looked at Han Qilu suspiciously, and saw Han Qilu calmly saying, "I'm just holding my sister's hand, Mankui, do you think too much?"

He asked Man Kui speechlessly, so he gave An Chuxia a fierce look and walked to the other side of Han Qilu.

The three people walked into the gate together, and saw the children lined up in a square team, dancing "Little Apple", some of the children are just learning to walk, and everyone has a special caregiver to watch to prevent them from falling inverted.