Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me: [037] Get off on the way

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"Dong Woo..." Butler Han drove the car and couldn't look away, but from the voice, it could be heard that Butler Han wanted to reprimand Liu Dongyu.

Han Qilu sat behind with Erlang's legs swayed, and spoke for Liu Dongyu: "Uncle Liu, don't talk about Dongyu, this tea egg is not tasty at first, so forget it. Will choke to death, right, Dong Woo?"

During this period, Liu Dongyu did not speak. An Chuxia thought he was really retching in order to cooperate with Han Qilu, but after Han Qilu finished speaking, Liu Dongyu made a few more retching sounds.

Even if you cooperated with Han Qilu just now, you don't need to continue to cooperate now.

An Chuxia felt something was wrong in her heart, so she stood up slightly, lowered her head and leaned forward to Liu Dongyu and asked: "Dongyu, what's wrong with you?"

"I think it's a bit... vomit... (uncomfortable)" before the three words were uttered, he made this sound again.

"Housekeeper Han, stop quickly, Dongyu has motion sickness!" An Chuxia realized that Liu Dongyu was not pretending to be nauseous, but because he really felt sick because of motion sickness.

At this moment, the car was not far from the school. Butler Han stopped the car on the side of the road. After the car stopped on the side of the road, Liu Dongyu immediately opened the door and rushed out, leaning on a street light pole.

"It turned out to be really vomiting..." Han Qilu suddenly realized that he took the tea egg in his hand and looked at it, stretched out his hand and handed it to An Chuxia: "It seems that this thing is really not good, you like it so much. Here you are!"

"I don't want it. Mommy gave you this. You have to eat it. Don't waste Mommy's kindness." An Chuxia said earnestly, turning around and seeing a few boxes of toilet paper in the trunk of the car, she hurriedly Open the door and walk to the trunk to get papers.

I didn’t use the paper to wipe it myself. An Chuxia took a box of tissues and walked to Liu Dongyu, who was about to vomit, and asked with concern: "It’s okay, Dongyu? Can I still take a car? Here, tissues." /

Many people suffer from motion sickness, but it is still rare for a young man to vomit like this. An Chuxia asked, handing over a tissue, and with the other hand, he stroked Liu Dongyu's back to help him get along.

"I'm fine, thank you." Liu Dongyu wiped his mouth with a tissue, his face pale.

"Oh, by the way, I'll get you water..." An Chuxia turned around and almost ran into the housekeeper Han who was walking over with the mineral water.

"My grandmother, you should go back to the car. I can be here." Butler Han said embarrassedly, "I really trouble you."

"What's the trouble with this, then you are here, I'll get back in the car first." An Chuxia nodded to the housekeeper Han before turning back to the car.

But the atmosphere in the car seemed a bit wrong. As soon as I sat in An Chuxia, I felt the low pressure on Mo Zifei's body. This made her a little bit confusing. This boy seemed to be born with a sense of oppression. When he was upset, the people around would automatically dare not laugh in front of him.

"You have a good relationship with that Liu Dongyu?" Han Qilu frowned slightly, looking very unhappy, but his eyes fell on Liu Dongyu who was not far away from the car.

Han Qilu's displeasure comes from Liu Dongyu? Then why speak coldly to her.

An Chuxia glanced lightly and replied: "It's not very familiar, what's the matter?"

"Unfamiliar with you, just as good to him as before? What if he misunderstands that he likes you? Explain how troublesome it will be!"

Han Qilu said, seeing that An Chuxia did not respond for a long time, he withdrew his gaze falling on Liu Dongyu to look towards An Chuxia, but saw An Chuxia looking at him steadily, as if he was trying to see a hole in him. Come the same.

Inexplicably, Han Qilu felt his heart sway, he swallowed his saliva, blinked a few times, and asked embarrassedly: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

This reaction seems to be no different from being jealous? But she didn’t dare to ask him directly, “Han Qilu, are you jealous?” She could only say, “I’m just surprised that even if Dongyu misunderstands that I like him, I don’t seem to have any direct relationship with you. Relationship."

These words really choked on Han Qilu. He clenched his right hand into a fist and placed it in front of his lips, coughing dryly, "What's so strange about this. I am your brother. Of course I have to help you in your relationship. Check it off."

Han Qilu’s previous joy was simply washed away by Han Qilu’s words, and An Chuxia’s temper also rose, but she tried to restrain her emotions, and finally said with a cold face: "This Brother Buluo, you bothered!"

"Hey—" Han Qilu had seen An Chuxia treat Liu Dongyu so well, with a smoldering stomach in his stomach. Just now, An Chuxia's words were like gasoline. He immediately recorded the fire in Han Qi's stomach. Going up with the greatest firepower, it finally broke out: "I am doing good for you!"

"Hehe--" An Chuxia smiled stiffly: "What a shame, you should take care of yourself first! Thank you!"

"You..." Han Qilu suddenly had an impulse, an impulse to choke An Chuxia on the spot.

But impulse is the devil. He took a few deep breaths, dialed the number of Butler Han, and said: "Is it all right? Do you still have to go to school after so long?"

"Eh, are you urging the housekeeper Han? Didn't you see Dong Woo being uncomfortable?" An Chuxia frowned and looked at Han Qilu. How could this guy not think about others?

The housekeeper Han on the phone didn't know what he said. Han Qilu directly ignored An Chuxia's words, lay down on the backrest, and began to close his eyes to calm his mind. As the saying goes, not seeing is pure! So a woman who doesn't know the current affairs, just let her go!

Looking at his appearance, An Chuxia was not angry, turned his face to look out the window, and stopped talking.

Housekeeper Han returned to the car quickly. An Chuxia saw that Liu Dongyu did not get in the car, but walked forward carrying her schoolbag and carrying two tea eggs. An Chuxia looked back at Guanjia Han in confusion and asked, "Housekeeper Han, why doesn't Dongyu get in the car?"

Han Qilu pricked up his ears, but still closed his eyes.

"It's not far from school anyway. It's fine if he walks to school, so as not to get in the car for a while and feel uncomfortable." Butler Han replied and started the engine. He glanced at Liu Dongyu who was walking in front, and finally left. .

Liu Dongyu, who was walking on the road, looked at the car passing by, with a lonely look in his eyes. He lowered his head and looked at the egg he was carrying, his face even more complicated. Han Qilu happened to have such a good mother. When his mother was alive, he would boil two eggs for him on the first day of school. The implication is to get a perfect score on the test.

While Han Qilu was so unsatisfied, he couldn't help complaining about Han Qilu.

"Does people always know to cherish when they have it?" He muttered to himself silently.

"Hey!" Suddenly a familiar voice interrupted his thoughts. It was a speeding car. The car quickly fell back, and the rear window was slowly rolled down, revealing Meng Xiaonan’s surprised face: "It's really you! I thought I was wrong! Aren't you not studying in Stylan? Why did you put on our school uniform?"

This girl is the one who caused the relationship between himself and the Han family. He doesn't know whether to thank her or curse her now.

"I transferred to Stylan for class." Liu Dongyu reached out and touched his head, and said with some embarrassment: "I would like to ask for your advice in the future."

"Why are you walking to class alone? Get in the car, I'll give you a ride!" Meng Xiaonan didn't know the situation, and waved at Liu Dongyu proudly: "Come on, it's still silly What are you doing standing up?"

People are so enthusiastic, he is too embarrassed to refuse...

Well, in fact, he was a little looking forward to sitting in the same car with Meng Xiaonan. After all, he started chatting with Meng Xiaonan because she was attracted by her wearing a ladylike coat. But when he uncovered the "lady's skin", he found that the unlady cute boy attracted more attention.

"Okay." Liu Dongyu nodded, walked to the other side of the car and got into the car.

The inside of the car is very fresh, with a faint lemon scent. It is not like the car before, full of the smell of tea eggs. Coupled with the tightly closed car windows and no air circulation, he had some motion sickness at first, but then he couldn't help but vomit.

Think about it now, but fortunately, he didn't vomit in the car, otherwise Dad would have to scold him to death.

"The little flat head was cut so that I almost didn't recognize you." Meng Xiaonan said, not treating himself as a girl, and sitting closer to Liu Dongyu's side, and reached out to touch Liu Dongyu's small flat head. Feeling the prickly but itchy touch in the palm of his hand, the cute little man "chuckled" and revealed his white teeth.

The girl who laughs so boldly but still looks so good, he really only saw a cute boy.

In his eyes, although An Chuxia looks like a doll and is many times more durable than Meng Xiaonan, he prefers to be like Meng Xiaonan, and you can feel the happiness in her just by saying a word to her. Girls. To him, such a girl is the sun.

Only the sun can warm plants that have always been dark, right?

Wait, what he is trying to write in a mess... Liu Dongyu took a deep breath, took down the hand of the cute boy, and said seriously: "Don't touch the boy's head casually."

Looking at him, he seemed a little unhappy, and the cute little man retracted his hand in a jealousy: "Sorry, sorry, it was novel for a while. Let me guess, your dad asked you to cut your hair and dye it black?" /

Speaking of Steward Han, Liu Dongyu's eyebrows have deepened. Looking at his expression, Meng Xiaonan really wants to give himself a big slap in the face, so that you can't speak, so you can't speak! Let you not open and lift which pot, let you not open and lift which pot!

"Ahem..." Meng Xiaonan gave a dry cough and said: "Sorry, sorry. By the way, you are in that class, sophomore or freshman?"