Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me Chapter 696: A ghost?

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An Chuxia suddenly realized that she didn't mind helping him with this matter.

Han Qilu's personality might not be able to say anything good to give a gift, so it's better to let her do it, so as to ease the relationship between their father and son.

There is also... She misunderstood Han Liuhai, and wanted to take this opportunity to reduce her inner guilt.

Thinking of this, An Chuxia readily agreed: "No problem, but...Can you reduce the number of days to be a maid?"

"Reduce?" Han Qilu raised his eyebrows: "An Chuxia, did I ask you to do any dirty work?"

An Chuxia thought for a while and shook his head.

"That's fine, let's sleep!" Han Qilu reached out a chestnut and knocked An Chuxia on the head.

Then he turned and walked out of the room.

An Chuxia shrugged, resignedly came to the computer desk, opened the laptop and prepared to write a novel.

Looking at the readers' bomber reminders, she wrote for three hours. When I turned off my laptop and went to bed, the clock was already pointing at twelve thirty.

It was probably too late, and she fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow.

In the early morning of the next day, the sun shone through the balcony and fell on the floor of the room. Outside the window, a wild bird flapped its wings and landed on the balcony, making a creaking sound.

The alarm clock on the bedside table rang suddenly, and the bird on the balcony was frightened by the sudden sound, and flew away with flapping wings.

An Chuxia was awakened by the alarm clock, frowned and closed his eyes and reached out to turn off the alarm clock on the bedside table. Just when she was about to sleep for another five minutes, when she turned around, she touched a hand!

Drowsiness, all disappeared in this one. An Chuxia quickly opened his eyes reflexively, and Han Qilu's sleeping face was brought into view.

"Damn!" An Chuxia stretched out her legs subconsciously, and Han Qilu, who was sleeping, was kicked out of bed by her and fell to the ground.

"Ah—" Han Qilu shouted, covering his head.

Realizing that it was Han Qilu, An Chuxia breathed a sigh of relief. She really thought it was a ghost just now!

"An Chuxia, what are you doing?! Murdering her husband!" Han Qilu got up from the ground, looking at An Chuxia very upset and said.

An Chuxia made a "cut", and casually pulled the collar of his pajamas, and then said: "Who let you climb into my bed silently? Are you a pervert? You like to sneak into girls in the middle of the night. Room?"

The air in the early morning was very fresh, plus forgot to close the balcony door in the early summer last night, there was a slight coolness in the room.

Han Qilu rubbed his hands, climbed directly back to the bed from the ground, pulled the quilt and rolled himself up.

"Hey—speak!" An Chuxia reached out and poked Han Qilu's head (he only had his head exposed at the moment), while the latter half-folded his eyelids to look at her, then closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

"Hey--" An Chuxia called again.

The shouted Han Qilu did not respond, but the door was knocked a few times, and housekeeper Han’s voice came: "Mother, what happened? Do you need me to come in?"

"No, no," An Chuxia looked panicked, and hurriedly shouted at the door: "No, it's okay, I'm talking in sleep! I'm getting up now."

She was afraid that Steward Han would know that she and Han Qilu slept together last night. Although nothing happened to them, she still felt awkward. After all, she is still a pretty girl!

"Okay. Breakfast is ready. You and the young master can come down to eat after you wake up." Han's housekeeper's words are not surprising, and the words clearly reveal that he already knew that Han Qilu was sleeping here.

After that, there was no more sound outside the door.