Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me Chapter 872: My young master is starving to death

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"It turned out to be like this." An Chuxia suddenly realized that when she looked up at Jiang Guoli, who was waiting for the fireworks again, she had more admiration in her eyes.

"Boom! Boom!" A beam of light from the distant horizon flew quickly to the sky, and suddenly fell open in the mid-air with countless colors.

Gradually, there were more and more fireworks, and all kinds of fireworks were hung on the entire sky.

She looked up at the fireworks, looking forward to her face, but her hand felt tight, she looked down, and Han Qilu unknowingly held her hand.

"Five! Four! Three! Two! One!" All the broadcasts in the city center sounded a countdown.

"Happy New Year." Han Qilu looked at her, with fireworks reflected in his eyes.

She was taken aback, and then laughed: "So are you, Happy New Year."

"Also." Han Qilu paused, took a deep breath, and said, "The question you asked me when you were in the car. My answer is yes."

Her question is—will you stay with me forever?

……

In the early morning of the next day, An early summer was awakened by a stink.

Smelly? How can it smell? Is it an illusion?

She turned over and went to bed early last night, and she was going to go back to sleep.

However, the smell only disappeared for a while before it came back again, and it seemed to be stronger than the last time, and it was disgusting. The sleepers were all stinking to death in an instant, she suddenly opened her eyes, but saw two pairs of socks hanging in the air, leaning on her nose.

She subconsciously covered her nose with a quilt and looked up to see that the person holding the smelly socks was Han Qilu!

"Han Qilu! What are you doing!" An Chuxia quickly sat up, grabbed the pillow and hit Han Qilu.

Han Qilu couldn't dodge for a while and was headshot by a pillow.

He didn't feel annoyed. He picked up the pillow and put it on the bed. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, his expression somewhat meaningful.

"Are you sick? Doesn't it smell?" An Chuxia's face was full of anger, her teeth clenched, and she wanted to rush to kill him!

He took a step forward, threw the stinky socks in his hand disgustingly, patted his hands, and said, "Who makes you sleep like a pig? Go downstairs and make breakfast for me, my master is hungry. Dead!"

Make breakfast?

Don’t you always have a dedicated chef to make breakfast? She usually wants to go in to help wash the dishes and will be pushed out. Why do you let her go downstairs to make breakfast today? Han Qilu was silly watching the Spring Festival Gala yesterday, right?

Seeing her face full of doubts, Han Qilu straightened down slightly, and Feng Danyun said softly: "Everyone in the family has gone home to visit relatives or go on vacation, so you have to make breakfast."

An Chuxia rolled her eyes severely and asked, "Then, why don't you make breakfast?"

"Because I am the young master, and you are the young master's woman. Isn't cooking all done by women?" Han Qilu said with a half-cut mouth, taking it for granted.

She was about to swear at Han Qilu, suddenly the expression on her face froze, and then she asked in surprise, "You said everyone is not at home?"

This reflection arc is a little bit longer.

Han Qilu curled his lips and said: "Yes, now we are the only two of us in the entire Han family."

"But... where's uncle?" An Chuxia asked hesitantly.

Housekeeper Han and Sister Zhang, although there are no relatives at home, housekeeper Han has Liu Dongyu's mother's hometown to go, and Sister Zhang still has a hometown. It is normal for them to leave. But where did Jiang Guoli go? Sister Zhang said that Jiang Guoli would stay in City A for a while before returning to the army.

Hearing her question, Han Qilu patted his head and said annoyedly: "I almost forgot about him! He hasn't gotten up yet, he is sleeping in the guest room. You go to make breakfast and make some sober soup by the way. He can drink it when he wakes up."

Han Qilu ordered this and that like a young master. Although An Chuxia felt very upset in her heart, her uncle is an elder. He drank so much wine yesterday, and she should indeed make a bowl of sober soup.

She frowned at him and said in a deep voice: "You go out."

Han Qilu's face turned black, staring at her and said: "An Chuxia, I smoked you with stinky socks, but you know Jiang Guoli's temper. If he wakes up and feels uncomfortable, then... …"

"Can't I continue?" An Chuxia looked at Han Qilu like an idiot and said: "I changed my pajamas anyhow, brother?"

Han Qilu was taken aback for a moment, and then his face became calm.

"Okay, then, hurry up." Han Qilu finished speaking, just took a step, then suddenly backed up, quickly leaned to her side, and said with a wicked smile: "You change your clothes, I won't Need to go out?"

An Chuxia closed her eyes heavily, took a deep breath, and uttered a word with a deep breath: "Get out!"

It's shameless!

Han Qilu immediately ran out in disgrace and closed the door.

As soon as the door was closed, An Chuxia immediately reached out and put the back of her hand on her face to cool her face. That guy made his heart beat faster even when he played a hooligan, she must be abnormal! Yes, it must be!

After changing clothes and freshening up, she quickly ran downstairs. Han Qilu was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching sports news with her legs tilted up, holding an apple that had been bitten several times in her hand.

An Chuxia walked a few steps over, reached out and took his apple and placed it on the glass coffee table in front of the sofa, and said angrily: "You can't eat apples on an empty stomach, don't you have any common sense?"

"Hungry." Han Qilu replied briefly, and the expression on his face could be described as "Chuchu pitiful".

"Hey..." An Chuxia sighed, and said helplessly: "Wait, I'll make breakfast now."

After she finished speaking, she quickly walked out of the hall. For breakfast, she planned to cook some meat porridge, which was simple, delicious and healthy.

On the way to the freezer, she found that even the guards of Jiang Guoli had disappeared. Like the sculptures, those people were also missing on the first day of the new year. After taking the ingredients, he went back to the hall and asked, only to realize that Jiang Guoli allowed them to go home for the holidays.

A breakfast, meat porridge and a cup of hot milk, healthy and delicious.

An Chuxia turned down the fire for the sober soup, and walked out with two bowls of porridge.

"Breakfast is already..." She was half talking, only then saw Han Qilu making a call.

"Really?" Han Qilu raised his eyebrows, glanced at her, made a silent gesture, and then said with a little embarrassment: "Okay, then I will pass now. Is she? Okay, then See you in a while."

Hang up the phone, An Chuxia just put two bowls of meat porridge on the table.

"Who is calling?" She couldn't help asking.

Seeing that Han Qilu seemed a little embarrassed when she called just now, she suddenly became more puzzled, could it be that something happened?

"It's nothing, it's that Mrs. Ling asked me to go to Ling's house for lunch." Han Qilu stood up and checked the time displayed on the phone. It was already nearly ten o'clock. Change clothes and get a gift before going to Ling's house to estimate It's almost eleven o'clock.

"Then you have breakfast first." An Chuxia pointed to the meat porridge and said: "I cooked for three people."

"No need." Han Qilu waved his hand: "Uncle happens to be eating for two people. Take care of your uncle at home. Han Yu said, you'd better not go."

She better not go?

Why is this?

An Chuxia frowned subconsciously and said, "I didn't say I want to go. But why don't I go?"

This sounds strange and hurtful.

"Yes." Han Qilu patiently explained: "You should have known that Han Yu now has a girlfriend. They met when he was injured in the hospital. The girl was intern in the hospital and was responsible for taking care of Han. Yu."

"I heard about this." An Chuxia nodded and said, she was still very happy for Ling Hanyu.

"Her girlfriend..." Han Qilu paused and said hesitantly: "The personality is a bit like Jiangnan. If you go to Ling's house, Han Yu is afraid that something will happen, but this is just a guess, so , I can go alone."

"It turned out to be like this." An Chuxia suddenly realized that in front of love, everyone is stingy.

Ling Hanyu's feelings for her once, think about it, that Jiang Xiaota should know. It's no wonder that Jiang Xiaota's tone of speech was not good on the day of the holiday, it just made people feel strange.

She can understand this completely.

Thinking about this, she no longer felt unpleasant in her heart, and she sat at the dining table to eat breakfast.

Han Qilu went upstairs to change into a suit, and went to the warehouse to get things like New Year goods. After a while, he was carrying a lot of things, found the car keys and drove out.

Although Han Qilu is rather annoying and his behavior is always very bad, but he is really gone, she feels empty in her heart.

So, people are all bad guys!

An Chuxia sighed, cleaned up the dishes, took a look upstairs, then walked to the kitchen, filled a bowl of hangover soup and brought it upstairs.

It's already past ten o'clock. If I go to sleep again, I'm afraid my head hurts more when I wake up. So she is going to get Jiang Guoli to get up now, so that he will not feel more uncomfortable when he wakes up naturally.

I just don't know if Jiang Guoli will get up.

If even Han Qilu couldn't beat someone, she was really worried that Jiang Guoli would get up very angry.

Although she also knows taekwondo, she can't do anything about her skill in front of Jiang Guoli.

But he still has to be called.

She didn't hesitate any more, walked to the door of the guest room where Jiang Guoli was sleeping, and knocked on the door with one hand free: "Uncle? Are you awake?"

There was no movement in the room for a long time, An Chuxia hesitated a little, and opened the door directly.

"Uncle?" Pushing the door open, she shouted again, but no one agreed. The curtains in the room were pulled to the dead, the lights were not turned on, and there was darkness in front of her.

She quickly touched the switch of the light in the room with her hand that was not holding the bowl, turned around, and suddenly saw a figure standing on the bed, and that figure...

No head!

She felt numb all over her scalp, and she was about to scream, when she suddenly heard Jiang Guoli's voice: "Good morning."