Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me Chapter 695: Find something

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After finishing speaking, Jiang Yuanyuan sighed lowly, then suddenly reached out and patted her thigh and laughed and said, "Really! Why do you say I have nothing to mention these unhappy things?"

An Chuxia laughed with him: "Yes, the past is gone. It's late, Mommy, let's go back."

"Okay." Jiang Yuanyuan nodded and walked back holding hands with her.

After the two said goodnight to each other, An Chuxia went upstairs to go back to the room to write a novel before going to bed. But when she walked to the door of the room, she heard a noisy sound coming from the next room.

The next room is Han Qilu's room. The door of the room is ajar, so An Chuxia can hear the sound.

What happened?

An Chuxia moved away suspiciously and walked to Han Qilu's door.

Han Qilu went straight upstairs after dinner, so she didn't know what Han Qilu did after going upstairs.

Moving to the door of Han Qilu's room, the noisy sound became more pronounced.

"Han Qilu." An Chuxia reached out and knocked on the door several times.

"In." Han Qilu's voice came.

An Chuxia opened the door and walked in. As soon as she walked in, she was almost shocked by the sight in front of her. In front of her, there were all messy things piled up, and there was almost no place to stay.

Han Qilu squatted on the ground, rummaging for something in the drawer he took out, and didn't even glance at who it was.

An Chuxia couldn't help asking: "What are you doing? Are you looking for something? What is missing?"

Han Qilu raised his head, but only after looking at An Chuxia, he looked down.

"Why don't you speak?" An Chuxia asked as she looked for a place to stay.

Han Qilu stood up and said helplessly: "I can't find it. I can't find the pen."

An Chuxia was taken aback, her eyes widened suddenly: "You mean, the pen that I wanted to give him on Daddy's birthday?"

Without waiting for Han Qilu's answer, An Chuxia continued: "Did you give me that pen? Throw it away if you don't want it. I'm afraid you might throw it away, so I put it away for you."

After listening to An Chuxia's words, the light in Han Qilu's eyes lit up, but his mouth was pretending to be calm: "Oh, it was with you."

An Chuxia gave a "um", and then laughed mischievously: "Is it to give to Daddy? The things can finally return to the original owner!"

Han Qilu turned his head, looking a little awkward. He said disgustingly: "Hurry up and get it? Haven't seen your maid with so many mouths!"

"You!" An Chuxia was anxious, and after taking a deep breath, she decided not to have the same knowledge as Han Qilu, turned around "difficultly" to find the gap, and finally walked out of the room.

When she found the pen in the room and returned to Han Qilu's room, the servants were already cleaning Han Qilu's room.

"Hey, little maid." Han Qilu snapped his fingers at her, walked out of the room quickly, and took her hand to her room: "Talk to you about something."

"What's the matter?" An Chuxiahou asked with afterthought.

She doesn't think what Han Qilu wants to discuss with her will be a good thing.

"Friday tomorrow, school will be over at 4:30. I have to go to the basketball club to train. You can bring this to the old man." Han Qilu said, pointing to the box in An Chuxia's hand. There was a fountain pen that Han Qilu had originally given to Han Liuhai for his birthday.

It turned out to be giving him a pen.