Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me: [274] Pretend to be twisted

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The good smell of men's perfume on Han Qilu actually made her so fascinated. She greedily wanted to keep this posture forever and didn't want to let it go.

Then, he and himself were destined not to be a person in the world. Han Qilu...the future heir of the dignified Han Group. And she is just an ordinary girl who wants to be admitted to a prestigious university and then become an admirable teacher.

There will be no future between them.

These thoughts came out almost at the same time. After gritting her teeth, she pushed away Han Qilu and adjusted her posture, with a calm and calm expression on her face. He glanced at the housekeeper Han, then nodded to Shang Han Qilu's eyes and said, "I'm fine, thank you."

Since I met Han Qilu, whenever she made a fool of herself or made trouble, he was always the first to appear. And today, the same is true.

Retracting from the turbulent waves in her heart, she retracted her gaze and dropped her gaze out of the car window. Looking at the trees on both sides of the road that was receding outside the car window, she couldn't help but sighed.

Seeing her like this, Han Qilu didn't speak any more, but he couldn't stand his favorite racing magazine anymore. Turning his head to look at her, he couldn't help showing a trace of concern.

Seeing all this in the eyes of Basali, that is to wait to swallow An Chuxia. Gritting her teeth tightly, the jealousy in her chest seemed to burn herself.

"It's okay." Butler Han breathed a sigh of relief, and when he turned around, he accidentally caught a glimpse of Bassari. Only then did I remember the existence of Barsari, and hurriedly asked: "Miss Barsari, are you all right?"

She had already warned Housekeeper Han that he would call her Young Lady or Young Grandma in the future, but this old guy was actually called Young Lady An Chu Xia. She couldn't help it, her eyebrows changed, and her face suddenly became pale.

I don't know how she did it, there were beads of sweat on her forehead, and a mist of mist appeared in her eyes. With a sad expression: "My hand seems to have been twisted just now..."

Now the housekeeper Han was so scared that he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Are you okay? Where did you twist your hand? Do you want to go to the hospital?" You know, he came to the Han family to do it for the Han family. Jiu's matter has never hurt a guest of the Han family, can he not worry?

She was very satisfied to see the nervous expression of Han Guanjia. She turned her face slightly and found that Han Qilu was looking at her. She even frowned and said, "I don't know where it was twisted, but it hurts!"

In the beginning, Han Qilu really thought she had twisted her hand, but from her slightly proud eyes, he guessed at a glance that she must have been pretending. Suddenly, the wind became light, and even the expression was somewhat contemptuous.

"It should just be a bruise. When you get there, just ask the servant to take the medicine box to disinfect your hands." Han Qilu said lightly, then turned his head to look at the housekeeper Han, his eyes were unfathomable : "Drive, it's all right."

Listening to Han Qilu's words, the housekeeper Han wanted to mention whether he should send Basali to the hospital for a look. But as soon as he raised his eyes, he noticed that Han Qilu's eyes were a little tough, and he understood at once, stopped talking and started the car, and the car re-entered the flow of traffic.