Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me: 【002】
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An Chuxia glanced at Xiang Mankui with a gentle smile, thinking this woman was really vicious!
Evil is rewarded, it's not that it is not reported, the time is not yet! An Chuxia lowered his head, stopped talking, lowered his head to play with the mobile phone in his hand, and the screen went black and bright, reflecting An Chuxia's somewhat awkward face.
"I do have to hang potions at night, so let’s go, housekeeper Han, you accompany my sister Chuxia to stroll around." Han Qilu mumbled while chewing on bones, but housekeeper Han listened. Approximately.
Nodded, Housekeeper Han put his rough big hand on An Chuxia's small hand, and patted them lightly to show comfort. An Chuxia smiled at the housekeeper Han, resisted tears, swallowed the bitterness in her throat.
Han Qilu actually called her "Sister of Early Summer"...
Taking a deep breath, she told herself that she must be strong! Can't be knocked down easily!
"Shao..." (grandma) Steward Han suddenly realized halfway through the call, and quickly changed his words: "Miss, I'll accompany you later, we will buy some gifts for the master and madam by the way."
"Okay." An early summer responded gently.
I was not very happy about this meal. After the meal, Xiang Mankui and Han Qilu returned to the hotel. Xiang Mankui had his own house here, and he just waited for Han Qilu to hang up the bottle before going back.
"Young Master, be careful on the road." After Han Qilu and Xiang Mankui got in the car, the housekeeper Han walked to An Chuxia and said: "I will take you for fun, and I will send you back to the hotel when Miss Xiang gets home." /
The housekeeper Han was rather childish and amused An Chuxia, but after the laugh, the feeling of being empty in his chest became stronger. In order to prevent Butler Han from worrying, she forced a smile and took the hand of Butler Han and walked down the street: "Where shall we go shopping?"
"Just next to the square just now, there are many shops there, cheap and good." Probably Mr. Han has been here many times, and took An Chuxia to the square in a familiar way.
Each store here has its own unique decoration. Entering this store may be in a medieval style, but entering that store suddenly seems to jump to another time and space.
I picked a lot of things, and An Chuxia wanted to carry it by herself, but Housekeeper Han insisted that he take it. In the end, they couldn't argue, so An Chuxia had to give up.
After buying almost everything, in order to kill time, An Chuxia entered a comics shop that was open until the early hours of the morning. As soon as I sat down with the housekeeper Han, the owner thoughtfully offered two cups of coffee. The shopkeeper knew that the two were from China, so he insisted not to collect money from An Chuxia.
An Chuxia doesn't like coffee very much, it tastes too bitter. But they were too embarrassed to refute their kindness, so they took a sip. After taking a sip, I found that American coffee tastes very weak, and she was a little thirsty, so she simply drank other people's coffee as tea.
In fact, she came to the comics shop, but she wanted to let Housekeeper Han rest. Seeing him carrying all kinds of big bags and small bags An Chuxia was really sorry, but Housekeeper Han insisted on taking it by herself, so she had to find such a place to come in and sit.
Sitting on a wooden bench, there is a quaint atmosphere on the tip of her nose. The owner is a woman in her forties. She has a wavy head, her face is peaceful, and she looks very approachable. Relax.
Looking at An Chuxia instead of looking at the comic book in her hand, she looked at the streets with people passing by through the transparent window. Butler Han knew that she must have thought of Han Qilu again.
The housekeeper Han secretly sent a text message to the caregiver, and the caregiver quickly replied that Xiang Mankui was ready to leave. He raised his head and said to An Chuxia, "It's not early, we should go back."
An Chuxia came back to her senses and nodded to Steward Han.
As soon as she stood up, she suddenly stretched out a hand, and An Chuxia almost threw the comic book in her hand subconsciously, but she managed to control it in time.
"Beautiful lady, this is a beautiful moment that I captured with the lens. I will give it to you." A foreign man with a polaroid camera in his hand handed over a picture, speaking fluently English.
An Chuxia took the photo. It shows that she is staring at the flow of people outside. The cameraman's technique is very good, and she takes a beautiful side view.
"You are so beautiful." An Chuxia couldn't help but admire.
When the housekeeper Han saw this, he quickly put down what he was holding and took out the money from his wallet.
"No, no, this is what I gave to this beautiful young lady." The foreign man waved his hand and said he would not: "I wish you a good time in America, goodbye."
"Thank you..." An Chuxia watched the strange foreign man go away, holding the photo sent by the foreign man in her hand, and looked at the housekeeper Han with a little embarrassment.
Steward Han smiled, went to buy a comic from the store, put the photo in the comic and handed it to An Chuxia: "This photo is a souvenir."
Bid farewell to the enthusiastic comic shop proprietress, they stopped the taxi back to the hotel. Two people stood in the lobby one after another waiting for the elevator to come down, but the person who came out of the elevator that came down was Xiang Mankui.
Seeing that it was An Chuxia, Xiang Mankui was also taken aback, and then said to An Chuxia: "Can we two talk?"
Looking at the housekeeper Han who came up behind him, An Chuxia smiled at him and said: "Housekeeper Han, go up first, I will come up soon."
Send Han butler to the elevator, and the two people sat down on the sofa in the lobby.
"I believe you should guess what I wanted to say." Xiang Mankui pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, and skillfully bit it in his mouth to light it. The **** of the cigarette flashed and dimmed, causing An Chuxia to have a headache.
"Sorry, you probably overestimated me. I don't know what you want to say." An Chuxia turned her head, the choking smoke made her hard to breathe.
Hearing what An Chuxia said, Xiang Mankui sneered, and said in a bad tone: "Since you said that, I will just point it. Stay away from my Qilu!"
The voice is a little loud, and the others in the lobby are looking sideways.
An Chuxia also sneered, turning around and looking at Xiang Mankui: "I don't know how you said'Han Qilu is yours', yes, he has amnesia, but other People don’t have memory loss. Also, there is one thing I have been imagining."
Xiang Mankui raised his chin proudly, and said contemptuously: "Imagine what?"
"Imagine what Qilu will do to you after the memory is restored." An Chuxia stood up and looked down at Xiang Mankui: "By then, you will be nothing!"
After speaking, she lifted her foot and left, not wanting to see this woman for another second!
Xiang Mankui was so angry at An Chuxia's words that he stood up and shouted to An Chuxia's back: "You are nothing now! You will be nothing in the future!"
Ignoring the words of Man Kui behind him, An Chuxia went straight to the elevator. At this moment, the elevator was very empty, and the elevator door opened as soon as he pressed the upper key. She quickly entered the elevator and finally cut off Xiang Mankui's voice.
The elevator was empty, and the big mirror reflected her haggard face at the moment. She patted her face and forced herself to cheer up.
As long as she thinks of her memories, she is full of positive energy! She must cheer up!
Out of the elevator door, Housekeeper Han had been waiting there. Seeing An Chuxia came out, he quickly greeted him and asked with concern: "Miss, are you okay? What did Miss Xiang tell you?"
"What else can you say, let me stay away from Qilu." An Chuxia smiled lightly: "Don't worry, housekeeper Han, I will not be stimulated by Xiang Mankui."
As the two talked, they walked through the long carpeted corridor to the room in An Chuxia.
"Oh! You don't know Miss Xiang, she worked hard in the entertainment circle in her early years. If you play any conspiracy and tricks, you will definitely not be able to play with her, so I am worried!" Han said the housekeeper, using the room card Open the door and take An Chuxia in.
The presidential suite was clean and meticulous. She walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window and sighed heavily as she watched the lights feasting downstairs.
"Housekeeper Han, you said, what if I can't hold on? I'm so tired now..."
I didn't hear a response for a long time, but heard the sound of footsteps, An Chuxia turned around suspiciously and faced Han Qilu's eyes.
"Butler Han?" Han Qilu held a sling in his left hand, and held a bottle in his right hand. There was a blanket on his body. The blanket was about to fall to the ground due to Han Qilu's movements.
"Why did you come here like this?" An Chuxia hurriedly walked over, helped Han Qilu pull the blanket, and took Han Qilu's sling. Due to the height problem, An Chuxia had to hold it high to prevent the blood from returning to the hand holding the bottle.
Han Qilu was stunned for a moment by the way she held the bottle high. I thought, this little sister can take care of others...
But he quickly came back to his senses and looked around, "Isn't Steward Han here with you?"
"He was here just now." An Chuxia looked away from Han Qilu's hand holding the needle, and shouted, "Housekeeper Han?"
"Eh!" The kitchen door was suddenly opened, and the head of the housekeeper Han stuck out, and the door was opened with the push of the housekeeper Han's waist. I saw a cup of freshly ground soy milk in his hand.
Only when I walked out to see Han Qilu, the housekeeper Han appeared confused: "Master, why are you here?"
"I let the nurse go home. Now that the bottle is hung up, I just remembered that I can't pull out the needle." This is just an excuse Han Qilu casually asked. He felt that the nurse was too annoying to stand by, so he asked the nurse to go home early Up. Later, a person was bored and bored in the room. Knowing that Butler Han and An Chuxia were here, they were ready to come and drop in.
The housekeeper Han looked at the bottle, and there was more than half left, so he asked Han Qilu to sit in the living room for a while, and then he would pull out the needle after the salt water was finished. He went to the shelf where the bottle was placed. After all, he kept holding it like An Chuxia It's not a solution.
Only Han Qilu and An Chuxia were in the huge room for a time. Looking at the traffic underneath, An Chuxia only hoped that time would be frozen forever.