Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me: [043] Clothes to the bathroom
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An Chuxia's body is indeed full of cream, not only the short sleeves on the upper body, but the school skirt on the lower body is also stained with a lot of cream, and the whole person looks a little embarrassed.
Compared with the little bit of cream on the edge of the girl's shoes, she was a drop in the bucket!
The female is physically strong, standing and talking without any backache, and said: "But I have already apologized to you! And you, you are not polite at all, how did your mother teach you?"
"Don't you say my mother!" The girl's words touched the part of An Chuxia's heart that she couldn't touch. She stretched out her hand and quickly grabbed the girl's left wrist.
People who have practiced have strong hands, and with the anger in her heart, the girl only feels that her hand is broken. She wants to withdraw her hand, but feels even more painful. .
"Ah----" The girl gasped and sternly reprimanded: "Let go, you crazy girl!"
"Who the **** is a lunatic?" An Chuxia looked at the girl coldly and said: "Your mother taught you to call someone lunatic if you can't beat others?"
The contemptuous tone made the girl feel ashamed. The girls behind her saw that their friends had been bullied, and walked forward one by one: "An Chuxia, take your dirty hands away!"
Dirty hands? An Chuxia set his sights on her hands.
My hands are covered with cake cream and dark fluid chocolate, which looks really filthy.
"Dirty hands are cleaner than her!" An Chuxia stared at the girl closely and said: "Who taught you to do things right or wrong? Did your mother teach it?"
You don't scold your parents, but when the other party scolds her mother, she will never refuse to reply.
"The mouth is sharp!" The girls rushed forward together.
Girls are not like boys in fighting. Boys pay attention to the strength of their fists, while the usual tricks girls use are pulling hair, scratching people's faces with nails, and slapping the face. When the waiters in the cafeteria saw this, they stepped aside. They seemed to be used to this situation a long time ago and had no plans to come up and help.
Being a waiter in the Styland student cafeteria is a valuable reward. They don't want to lose their jobs just because they provoke a young lady from any house. Every time they encounter this kind of thing, they choose to ignore it.
A slap came up and was cleverly avoided by An Chuxia, but unfortunately, she accidentally stepped on a fragment of a plate on the ground. The fragment was relatively large, and she almost slipped and fell. Fortunately, she quickly grabbed the counter next to her with eyesight, and then she maintained her balance.
Otherwise, there are so many fragments on the ground that you have to throw several holes in her.
But those girls took advantage of An Chuxia's nearly fall, and they rushed forward to pull An Chuxia's hair, one by one harder.
Xiao Mingluo has been resisting the urge to rush up to help An Chuxia, only waiting for Han Qilu to come and help. Finally, when the girls swarmed up and pulled An Chuxia, Han Qilu slammed the spoon in his hand to the ground and walked quickly. Rushed up.
The girls pulled their hair straight, and did not notice Han Qilu's movements. When they reacted, several people were thrown far away by Han Qilu and hit the dining table hard. That throw was much harder than Han Qilu's throwing Meng Xiaonan tomorrow.
When the other girls saw this, they automatically let go of the hands holding An Chuxia's hair, and moved back quickly.
"Mingluo, take them all to the music classroom!" Han Qilu said, pulling An Chuxia's hand, bending slightly, and hugging An Chuxia horizontally.
In order not to let An Chuxia run out, he deliberately freed up a hand to hold An Chuxia's tun part, and pressed her hands tightly to clamp her two legs.
"You..." An Chuxia was a little stunned. She never thought that Han Qilu would come up to help her.
Wait, where's the cute boy? Where did that guy die?
Thinking of the cute boy, An Chuxia looked around, Han Qilu lowered his head and stared at An Chuxia and said: "Don't turn around."
I heard that An Chuxia did not look around obediently, but when she suddenly thought of something, she suddenly raised her head, but accidentally ran into Han Qilu's forehead.
"I'm sorry..." An Chuxia's face was embarrassed: "I just thought, I haven't paid someone else's plate."
"Don't worry, someone will pay for you." Han Qilu said, strode out of the canteen, and walked to a place with few people.
He said that someone would help her compensate, not Xiao Mingluo, but those girls, they will pay the price they deserve!
"Where are you taking me?" An Chuxia noticed that the surrounding area was already farther and farther away from the teaching building: "Let me down, I am not injured, I can go by myself."
Except for a lot of hair being pulled out and a slight pain on his face, everything else is normal. This didn't affect her combat effectiveness at all. Thinking about how Han Qilu stopped her before she could fight back, she was still a little bit lost.
But Han Qilu was able to help her, and the feeling of joy was much more than the slightest sense of loss.
Han Qilu's footsteps stopped immediately, the face of An Chuxia who was close at hand looked so relaxed. As if she was not the one who was pulling her hair by the lunatic women just now, she didn't feel weak after being bullied at all.
"An early summer, as long as you and Mankui learn a little bit of weakness, I will not hate you."
As the voice fell, An Chuxia widened Shui Lingling's eyes, staring blankly at Han Qilu's eyes with strange lines and asked: "Do you hate me?"
Do you hate her?
Of course not! However, sometimes he really has the urge to choke An Chuxia to death. That impulse appeared when An Chuxia asked him to eat tea eggs before, when he was beaten by those girls in the cafeteria, and even in An Chuxia. Early summer also appeared when he asked him if he hated her.
"An Chuxia, you are such a stupid donkey!" After speaking, Han Qilu bent down and put her on the ground, not gentle.
After Han Qilu put her down, she began to look around. This is next to the plastic runway. There is a fountain pool not far away, and there is a small house next to the pool.
"Where is this?" She hadn't been here before.
Han Qilu came to the front and said as he walked: "During the first year of high school, in order to supervise my school, housekeeper Han stayed with me in Styland all day, and then built such a small house in this open space. It is convenient for me to let Housekeeper Han rest here during class."
"I didn't know about this place before." An Chuxia marveled at the power of the Han family, and wanted to build a small house in the open space of the school. No wonder Han Qilu develops such a solo temperament.
"In the second semester of high school, butler Han stopped urging me to study at school, so this place is empty. If it weren't for today's emergency, I almost forgot that there is such a place."
While speaking, the two people had already come to the door of the small house. The door was not locked. The door was opened as soon as the door was pulled.
"I remember there is a disinfectant solution here. You can take a shower in the bathroom inside. I'll apply the medicine when you come out." Han Qilu thought for a while and said, "I'm calling to ask Han Guanjia to send a school uniform. , Don’t worry, go in and wash."
This small house has only one floor, but it is fully equipped. Although it has been abandoned for a long time, there is nothing wrong with it except for a little more dust.
"Well, good." An Chuxia nodded and went into the bathroom inside. Here, Han Qilu was inexplicably relieved, and she couldn't tell why she was at ease.
After An Chuxia went in to take a bath, Han Qilu made a phone call, and simply told the housekeeper Han what had happened, and asked him to immediately send in a set of school uniforms that fit.
Stiran's uniforms are all tailor-made, and An Chuxia is a one-size-fits-all figure. Soon Han steward went to the uniform shop in the school to pick up the clothes.
"Master, the clothes have been delivered." Housekeeper Han knocked on the door and said aloud.
"Then you send her in." Han Qilu lifted his head from the medicine box. Fortunately, the shelf life of the disinfectant potion is two years, otherwise these medicines will expire.
Hearing, Housekeeper Han was taken aback, and the corners of his mouth twitched and said embarrassingly: "Master, I am an old man, isn't it right?"
"What an old body, I didn't let you go in and do bad things, I just asked you to deliver clothes!" Han Qilu looked anxious, and stood up from the sofa: "You are not suitable to go in, am I suitable? ?"
Housekeeper Han blinked and shrugged: "Of course it fits!"
"Why?" Han Qilu frowned questioningly.
"Because the person waiting for you to deliver the clothes is the young grandmother." Housekeeper Han had a normal expression, thinking in his heart, if he continues to stay here, he will become a light bulb, or give them more time to be alone.
Just do it, and Steward Han continued: "The principal is still waiting for me in the office. I have to rush back right now. You will slowly accompany the young lady. She is definitely not in a good mood now, let's go!"
After a series of words, the housekeeper Han put all the clothes in Han Qilu's arms, turned around and ran outside.
Young lady, housekeeper Han, I can only help you here!
With all the effort, where there are still people from the housekeeper Han. Han Qilu looked down at the school uniforms in his hands. At this time, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped. It should be ready to be washed.
Well, isn't it just a set of clothes? It's no big deal to give clothes to your sister! Han Qilu thought so, and after taking a few deep breaths, he raised his foot and walked to the bathroom door.
Han Qilu raised his hand, clenched his hand into a fist and tapped lightly on the bathroom door a few times, then raised his voice and asked, "Have you finished washing?"
Wearing inside, An Chuxia's voice says "It's done."
Han Qilu took a deep breath and said, "You open the door a gap, and I will put my clothes in."
Soon, the bathroom door opened a small slit, just enough to pass a hand. Han Qilu grabbed the clothes and reached in, feeling that the clothes had been taken away, so he withdrew his hands, and the door was quickly closed again.
Somehow, he just felt a bit dry in his throat.