Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me: 【024】
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I don’t know if her psychological endurance has become stronger because of a concussion, or because Meng Xiaonan raided her from time to time and said some exciting words to her. Now I ask why Han Qilu didn’t follow. When Man Kui was playing together, she didn't feel any waves in her heart.
People's endurance is really exercised. The more you practice, the stronger.
Perhaps the question asked by An Chuxia was a little bit beyond Han Qilu's expectation. Han Qilu was taken aback and replied: "She has been in city B these days, and her hometown is in city B."
"It turned out to be like this." An Chuxia said so, and stopped talking. After getting in the car, the two did not talk to each other again. It wasn't until I was about to go to the big supermarket I had visited before, that An Chuxia asked, "Will you wait for me in the car or go to the supermarket together?"
"I just came out to breathe, you let me stay in the car and wait for you?" Han Qilu glanced sideways at An Chuxia and said: "This time I came out without a bodyguard. You will follow me in the supermarket for a while."
An Chuxia thought, what can happen to this? Only taking a bodyguard to the supermarket will attract the attention of the gangsters, okay? Although this is the case, she knew that Han Qilu said this out of kindness, so she suppressed what she was saying, and said, "Okay."
The car quickly stopped in front of Happy Shopping Supermarket. Since Happy Shopping Supermarket is in front of a square, it is crowded with people. It is impossible for the car to park on the side of the road. Therefore, the driver can only walk around here and wait for them. After buying things, drive the car over to pick up people.
After getting off the bus, the combination of handsome men and beautiful women attracted a lot of attention. After all, An Chuxia followed Han Qilu into the supermarket, and the gaze was a little less after watching them.
"What do you want to buy?" An Chuxia entered the supermarket and pushed a shopping cart to the fresh vegetable area. This supermarket buys fresh vegetables in the morning and evening, and discounts for some that are not fresh. In the early summer of An, she always went to buy vegetables in the area where they were dealt with at a discount. Because her family was not good, she could save a little bit, but now she dare not buy discounted vegetables and cook them for Jiang Yuanyuan.
"Do you want to try this?" An Chuxia passed by the fruit area and saw a small tomato seller, so he took one and wiped it on his hand and handed it to Han Qilu.
Isn't this kind of stuff supposed to be washed with water and soaked in warm water to eat? Will it be poisoned just by holding it on your hand and rubbing it?
A hesitation flashed in Han Qilu's mind, but he still opened his mouth and ate the small tomato that An Chuxia handed over.
"Is it delicious?" An Chuxia asked with a smile.
"It's delicious." Han Qilu swallowed a small tomato raw. Although he didn't taste any taste, he still praised the venue and said it was delicious.
Seeing that he said it was delicious, An Chuxia took a bag and packed some. Han Qilu watched An Chuxia skillfully carrying a small bag of small tomatoes to the weighing place to weigh, and wondered if he did the same before. Follow An Chuxia to the supermarket to buy things, and then An Chuxia rubs the fruit in his hand for a few times and then hands it to herself?
"Let's go." After An Chuxia shouted, Han Qilu recovered and raised his heel.
I remember that when he was dating Xiang Mankui, he went to some high-end restaurants, and he had never been to these places together. I don't know what kind of mentality I was holding with An Chuxia at the time, whether it was to forget Xiang Mankui or just to be fresh.
He suddenly wanted to recall the memories of the past few months.
"What kind of food do you want to eat?" An Chuxia looked sideways at Han Qilu and said, "I can cook all kinds of dishes!"
Han Qilu thought for a while and said: "Coke chicken wings."
"And tomato soup, right?" An Chuxia raised her neck and looked at a table not far away. There were a few bright red tomatoes on it, and she asked Han Qilu to pull the shopping cart, and she walked over and picked tomatoes by herself.
"Young man, are you a star?" An aunt who came to buy food came over and asked enthusiastically: "I seem to have seen you on TV before."
Han Qilu is the most impatient of this kind of stranger, and he is still an aunt. He tilted his head and turned his head coolly, ready to ignore the aunt.
"Hey! Why don't you just talk to you?" The aunt became angry, and her voice became louder than before, which turned Han Qilu's frowning brows into the word "Chuan".
An Chuxia, who heard the voice, hurried over to relieve the siege: "I'm sorry auntie, my brother has just had an operation on his throat, so he can't speak."
The aunt made a sudden realization, and looked at Han Qilu again: "Oh! No wonder you ignore me. This is your brother? Why are you two different?"
An Chuxia smiled awkwardly, the aunt felt that it was enough, and left with a bag of pods in her hand.
Although knowing that An Chuxia said that his throat had been operated on to help himself, Han Qilu still said displeasedly: "When did I have a throat operation? Why don't I know?"
"Am I not here to speak for you? The next time someone greets you, don't look like the world is the only one, you will suffer." An Chuxia was like an older elder teaching juniors knowledge. , Han Qilu was quite uncomfortable.
But what An Chuxia said wrong is that even if Han Qilu stays alone like this, he won't suffer a big loss. After all, he is a person with status and status.
What Han Qilu didn't know was that his dissatisfaction was not because An Chuxia said he could not speak, but An Chuxia said that he was her brother. An Chuxia kept telling him that someone approached him and asked to respond politely.
"Did you choose the food?" Han Qilu said impatiently: "If you don't buy good food, my parents will be there when you get home."
"Oh! Right!" She wants to give Jiang Yuanyuan a surprise!
Looking at An Chuxia hurriedly picking vegetables again, Han Qilu was not surprised and wanted to laugh. In front of him, An Chuxia never seemed to be cautious, and he didn't care much about the image. When he was with her, she must be very relaxed.
It's just that Mankui has returned to him, he already has Mankui.
After choosing the vegetables to buy, An Chuxia puts the vegetables in the shopping cart. He raised his eyes to see Han Qilu's worried look, and wondered: "What's wrong with you? Are you still angry with me? I went to the aunt and told her that you can actually talk, but you just don’t want to talk to her?"
Han Qilu glanced at her, turned and left.
This young master will always turn his face faster than a book. An Chuxia hurriedly pushed a car to follow. Fortunately, Master Qilu waited for her at the cashier after all, otherwise she really didn't know how to get so many things by herself.
Walking out of the supermarket, many eyes gathered again. Who made the fountain square outside Happy Shopping Supermarket? Many young people gathered. The young people knew Han Qilu better than those aunts. Almost everyone knew that this was the eldest son of the Han group.
"Why don't I get some for you..." Seeing Han Qilu's hands full of things, he almost grabbed a bag with his mouth, feeling very sad.
He came up and took away all the things without saying a word. He just threw his cell phone to himself, holding two cell phones so easily. She was really complicated... At first I felt a little uncomfortable. I'm sorry, but I feel very moved. Since Han Qilu lost her memory, she seemed to be more and more moved.
This is a disease, it must be cured!
"Call and ask the driver to bring the car over." Han Qilu didn't mean to ask An Chuxia to help at all. He just walked to the side of the road while avoiding the sight of everyone. He really doesn't like the feeling of being onlookers, and he has a hunch that the headlines of the major entertainment news tomorrow may be himself and An Chuxia.
If he's single, just show up on lace news, no big deal. But if Xiang Mankui saw it, he had to be angry.
Fortunately, the Han family resounds well. The media all want to signal to the Han family when they publish news, and they dare not publish it without permission. Han Liuhai will definitely stop the news at that time.
The driver quickly drove the car over, took the things in Han Qilu's hands, and put them in the trunk. After seeing both people in the car, he sat back in the driver's seat and started the engine. After the car left in the dust, there were still people standing on the side of the road watching the long gone car.
"So handsome, why can't you be as handsome and rich as others?" A girl gave her boyfriend a disgusting look.
The girl’s boyfriend looks like a dick, but he speaks quite brilliantly: “The rich must take the wife of a friend. Of course they have good-looking children. From generation to generation, the children of the rich will certainly look good. It’s getting better and better."
Some students from Stylan whispered: "Didn’t you hear that Master Qilu lost his memory and forgot about An Chuxia? Why are the two of them still going to the supermarket together? You see Master Qilu carries everything by himself , How sweet!"
"If two people go to the supermarket together, it doesn't explain anything, right? I heard that Xiang Mankui came to our Stylan school for Master Qilu."
"This news is fake? Why didn't I see her coming to school?"
"I don't know whether the news is true or not, so let's watch it change. I always feel that my school life will not be boring anymore!"
The two people in the car who finally breathed a sigh of relief had their own thoughts. One was thinking about what they should do, and the other was clarifying their relationship with An Chuxia.
Suddenly Han Qilu’s cell phone rang. Just now, Han Qilu gave the phone to An Chuxia, but An Chuxia forgot to return it to him, so An Chuxia looked down and saw the two words "Mankui" on the phone screen. word.
Although these two words are very eye-catching, there is no intimate nickname written, which makes An Chuxia feel a little better.
"You call." An Chuxia handed the phone over and tilted her head out of the window. The numbers on both sides of the road outside the car window quickly moved back, making her eyes dizzy.