Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me: [123] Turn your face over

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When she woke up early in the morning, she found a piece of ice on her neck, which was very comfortable. Reached out but there was nothing, picked up the mirror she took out from the bathroom last night on the bedside table and knocked it, Emma! Miracle! Such deep hickeys have disappeared miraculously.

See you, are you hell? With an inadvertent glance, she actually saw an aloe vera or ointment beside the bed. Anyway, those few were in traditional Chinese characters, she didn't recognize them. But she soon realized that this ointment must have caused miracles on her neck. But who helped her apply the medicine? Is it Han Qilu?

In my mind, I started to think about the way Han Qilu looked when she was gently applying the ointment to her while holding the ointment in silence, she felt uncomfortable, goose bumps fell all over her! But at the moment, who else is there besides him?

No way! Maybe you have to draw a clear line with this abnormality, otherwise, I am afraid she will be more difficult to mix in school! "Peng" opened the door with one click just to see Han Qilu calmly walking to the door. She was slightly taken aback when she opened the door, but she quickly recovered her calm.

"Wake up?" Is he saying hello? An Chuxia looked up at Han Qilu very uncomfortably. She was almost mad when she was silent. She finally couldn't help but said, "Husband Qilu, I think we should draw a clear line at school." /

Raise your eyebrows: "You mean, you are tired of playing with me, do you want to push me away now?" He asked Chen's mother last night to apply the medicine to her. Now think about it, he The approach is wrong.

Seeing that Han Qilu was about to change his face, An Chuxia immediately put on a bright smile and walked over and hugged his arm and rubbed it around: "Husband Qilu, look, there are so many beautiful women in school. I won’t join in the fun. Besides, if we are very close, I don’t know how to die...so..."

Who knows that Han Qilu immediately turned his face and refused to recognize him, and shook off An Chuxia's hand coldly and said: "Your life and death have nothing to do with me, as long as the young master is happy, you can go back to your room now. "I don't know where it was so angry, he pushed An Chuxia away into the room and closed the door suddenly.

An Chuxia fell to the ground by such a push, and immediately felt aggrieved. This **** bastard, turning his face is **** faster than a money counter counting money. not human! She got up from the ground and clapped her hands, and she found a wetness on her cheeks. She actually cried, and she cried after being pushed.

Surprised that she had no spine. She waved her hand and ran back to her room to change clothes without even looking at Han Qilu's room. Why did the window become bigger when I walked into the room? Then I went out and took a look. One, two, three, four, it was the fourth room, it was her room! Going in again, looking at the familiar table, chair and bed, she confirmed that it was her room.

But how did the windows get bigger? The only explanation is that Jiang Yuanyuan asked someone to expand the window... This is the life of the rich, this is the life of a survivor...

After changing her clothes, she adjusted her emotions in the mirror and showed a big smile before going downstairs for breakfast. Han Qilu was not there. After asking Jiang Yuanyuan, he knew that Han Qilu went out of the hall without breakfast to feed Batian. From Jiang Yuanyuan’s mouth, he learned that he often skips breakfast, so after hurriedly eating breakfast, she kindly took a sandwich and a carton of milk in a plastic bag and went to Batian’s kennel.