Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

The two finally struggled to reach the corner of the stairs, which was a relatively secluded place and would not be disturbed. Han Qilu released An Chuxia and said angrily: "Who allowed you to come to him?!"

Nangongzi is not thinking about An Chuxia, how could Han Qilu not know?

Listening to Han Qilu with a reproachful tone, An Chuxia's stubborn temper rushed up, and said coldly to Han Qilu: "It doesn't seem to be your business, Master Qilu!"

Han Qilu had a bad temper. Hearing what An Chuxia said, his anger suddenly became bigger, he pulled An Chuxia's collar directly, and said to An Chuxia fiercely: "Don't think I like you, I won't Dare to hit you!"

If two tantrums start to fire at the same time, if no one pours the fire around, they will definitely intensify!

An Chuxia raised her neck and shouted at Han Qilu without fear of death: "You hit it! Hit it in the face!"

This stubborn child!

Han Qilu gritted his teeth, and the blue veins in his hands began to show up, especially those eyes that seemed to breathe fire, that is, An Chuxia was not afraid when he saw it.

At the moment Han Qilu raised his hand, An Chuxia thought he was really going to smash his fist, and instantly closed his eyes reflexively.

However, what she did not expect was...

She just felt a sudden force on her shoulder, and then her back pressed against the wall. Can't wait to let out an exclamation, Han Qilu has kissed her lips.

How long...have your lips kissed?

How long has it been...the two have not got along as easily as before?

These thoughts flashed through An Chuxia's mind.

The bell rang at this time, and An Chuxia subconsciously pushed Han Qilu away. But where is Han Qilu willing? He just kissed him, how could it be over? !

Han Qilu refused to let her go. Her back was a wall, and the front was a wall-like chest, which was a dilemma.

The tip of Han Qilu's tongue penetrated bit by bit, changing from being domineering at the beginning to being gentle as water. Savor the sweetness inside. The two tongues are intertwined, and the surroundings seem to be full of nice smelling lilacs.

The rapid sound of footsteps sounded at this moment, and after seeing Han Qilu and An Chuxia, the footsteps stopped abruptly.

"Seven...Master Qilu!"

A strong kiss and being disturbed by someone feels like being slapped in the face while eating, no matter who is going to get angry, let alone the tempered Han Qilu?

Han Qilu stopped, turned around, and looked at the sound source coldly-a boy with an embarrassed expression. Come to think of it, this boy should be anxious to return to the classroom when he heard the class bell, but his luck was bad, and he was unlucky for such a scene!

"Go!" Han Qilu said coldly.

"Yes, yes, I'm going..." The boy trembling his feet, crawling and running upstairs.

After An Chuxia got free, naturally she used her strength to get rid of Han Qilu's confinement, moved a few steps to the right, looked at Han Qilu with resentment, gritted her teeth and said: "Han, Qi, Lu!"

"Eh!" Han Qilu curled up the corners of his mouth rather wickedly and said: "How is it? My husband's kissing skills have improved, right?"

If you let other girls see the feeling of stubbornness, you will probably think that you're hell. An Chuxia's face couldn't help but flushed, and the next moment, he stomped angrily, and pointed at Han Qilu, "Why are you so shameless?!"

"I'm shameless?" Han Qilu's face became cold, but soon, he eased his breath, took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and spit out a sentence from his mouth: "I can't catch you if I want to face. An Chuxia, When the **** will you make up with this young master? Do you want the **** to live with this young master?"