Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me Chapter 897: The couple outside on the seventh day


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Many years later, college A students in the same class as Han Qilu and An Chuxia will remember such a scene.

At the beginning of the new semester, the weather was extremely hot and the sun was so hot that it seemed to be scorching people. The enrolled team was long in line, and when it was approaching noon, a horn suddenly sounded at the school gate.

A flaming red sports car drove in from the school gate, and the students in line craned their necks to look at the flamboyant red car and whispered.

"Who? How can I get the car in? Don't you let the car in?"

"Probably the leader of the school, right?"

"Isn't it right? Shouldn't the current leaders be very taboo to show off their wealth? Are you afraid of being invited to drink tea?"

……

In the car.

"It seems to be very hot outside." Han Qilu parked the car under a big tree, the shade just covering the whole car.

"Yes." An Chuxia nodded slightly, looked outside, and then at Han Qilu, and said, "Or, shall we come back in the evening?"

Looking at the long line, I guess there will be fewer people in the evening, right?

As soon as her voice fell, Han Qilu opened the car door: "I'll help you sign up. If it feels cold, turn down the air conditioner, you know?"

He looks like an elder telling a junior.

An Chuxia frowned slightly: "Han Qilu, how old do you consider me?"

Han Qilu didn't reply, and got up and got out of the car. The door was quickly closed.

There was a scream outside, and An Chuxia looked at the sound and found that everyone was looking here, and everyone's expressions looked very excited. And those people's eyes rested on Han Qilu.

It’s not good for a boyfriend to get up too handsome.

She sighed and flipped through the thick textbook in her hand.

It was also after college that she discovered that Han Qilu's IQ had reached a heinous level. Although she majored in screenwriting, some subjects are the same as Han Qilu's finance.

And she needs to get up early and go to bed late to get a good test. Han Qilu only needs to look at a few days before the test to get the same score as her!

It's hard to imagine how bad Han Qilu's grades will be if he gets serious!

Thinking of this, she felt even more upset in her heart.

Just as she scolded Han Qilu fiercely in her heart, her car door was suddenly opened. Her hand paused and she looked to the right.

Han Qilu held an ice cream in his hand and handed it over with a smile: "Early summer, for you."

The innocent smile really...makes her feel a little guilty for him—she was still scolding him just now.

"Thank you." An Chuxia took it with a guilty conscience, and asked, "Why did you suddenly remember to buy this for me?"

He is not someone who is so careful to buy her ice cream.

"I wanted to buy water... I saw ice cream, so I bought it for you. I stayed in the car, yes." He lowered his head and took out his mobile phone from his pocket: "My phone There are a lot of games, if you feel bored, you can play a game."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, took the registration thing and closed the car door again.

As soon as he turned around, the smile on Han Qilu's face immediately disappeared, and his face instantly turned into a poker face like an iceberg.

In fact, he did not intend to buy ice cream for An Chuxia. I just felt thirsty, so I went to the supermarket on campus to buy water, but I saw a couple inadvertently.

"My dear, I want to eat ice cream!" The girl whispered, holding the guy's arm.

"Okay." The boy decisively bought an ice cream, but after handing it to the girl, the moment the girl opened her mouth to bite the ice cream, the boy moved his face to the side and the two immediately kissed each other.

Han Qilu's hands holding two bottles of mineral water stiffened, and his eyes were taken back from the pair of men and women naturally, and fell on the cashier's face: "Trouble, take the mineral water back, I want an ice cream. The kind that girls like to eat."

The cashier's aunt didn't doubt he had him, so she exchanged ice cream for him.

However, when it came to practice, he hesitated. It was that second of hesitation. He missed the opportunity to bring his face closer, so he had to borrow his phone to play with An Chuxia to hide his guilty conscience.

"Ahem!" Han Qilu gave a light cough, straightened his face, and raised his foot to the long line.

"Wow! The male **** is here!" A girl screamed, and the crowd suddenly became restless again.

A girl who was at the front of the line suddenly shouted when he approached: "Male god! Come ahead of me!"

Han Qilu has always ignored the voices of those nymphomaniacs, but the phrase "Leave me ahead" actually squeezed into his ears. His footsteps suddenly slowed down, and he calmly looked at the talking girl.

The girl seemed to see him look over, and her face immediately smiled like a flower: "Come here, male god!"

Han Qilu's eyes sank, he paid attention to the girl's face, and subconsciously compared it with An Chuxia in his heart, frowning slightly, far from his early summer.

However, he walked over.

The girl was full of excitement and pulled him over with extreme enthusiasm: "God! What is your name? Do you have a girlfriend? Which department?"

Han Qilu arrogantly lined up in front of the girl. Hearing this series of questions, his remaining patience was also polished, and his face was still expressionless.

"En? Why don't you answer my question?" The girl looked at him expectantly.

Finally...

He spoke slowly, his voice low and tight: "I don't have a girlfriend, but I have a fiancee. As for what my name is, which department doesn't seem to matter to you. Does it?"

The girl's face turned black, quite embarrassing.

He withdrew his hand at the right time, patted twice, and continued to say, "Also, I never jump in line, so since I'm in line here, you can go."

Such awe-inspiring words made the girl's face darker.

"Have you heard? Let you go! Go back in line!"

"Yes! Hurry up and go back!"

The girls who didn't catch up with Han Qilu afterwards shouted at the girls with the mentality of watching a good show.

The girl finally couldn't stretch herself, stamped her foot, and ran away.

After the girl ran away for a while, Han Qilu glanced at the direction the girl was leaving, his eyes darkened.

He seems...for girls other than An Chuxia, some patience is getting less and less. It’s not good to go on like this, it has to be changed, it has to be changed...

After signing up, he returned to the car without stopping for a moment.

An Chuxia was still reading. Seeing Han Qilu coming back so fast, she was a little surprised and asked angrily: "Han Qilu, did you join the team again under your identity?"

Han Qilu was slightly displeased, his face was tight, and he stared at her unhappily and said, "Am I the kind of unqualified person?"

"Aren't you?" An Chuxia glared back, curling her lips: "If you don't jump in the line, how could you come back so soon?"

"Anyway, I didn't jump in the queue." Han Qilu said, starting the car, the red sports car quickly drove away from the entrance of University A.

The car left the school gate and drove all the way to the Forbidden City.

An Chuxia released the book and looked at Han Qilu seriously and said: "I still don't want to disclose our relationship."

"Why?" Han Qilu squeezed the steering wheel, his eyes dimmed: "Who knows our relationship?"

"But..." She swallowed her saliva and said with courage: "I don't want to be too public. I had a high profile in high school, so I want to be calmer in college."

She didn't want to stage the same plot as in high school anymore, because she stood with Han Qilu and attracted all kinds of jealousy. High school can't live peacefully, college should always let her live a little more plainly, right?

"With me, life will never be calm. So, you'd better get used to it early." The green light came on, and he focused on driving again.

The Imperial Capital is much more crowded than City A, so he has to pay attention to the road conditions at all times.

"This is not a question of adaptability!" An Chuxia raised the volume: "Anyway, we..."

Without waiting for her to finish, Han Qilu interrupted her categorically: "There is no discussion about this matter!"

She was about to speak again when Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the two people on the roadside. Her eyes flashed and she turned to look back. The two people were getting farther and farther, but she still saw the two people-Nangong Zifei and Viscount Nangong.

The two people actually walked side by side.

She was surprised, but felt reasonable.

"What are you looking at?" Han Qilu squinted at her and asked suspiciously.

"No, no." She shook her head quickly, her expression extremely calm and said: "I just saw two black men, and I think it's quite new."

"He didn't doubt and drove the car intently.

It didn't take long for the car to stop in front of a side door of the Forbidden City. Jin Ke had already been waiting here.

An Chuxia hesitated for a while, took Han Qilu's hand at the car door, and said entangledly: "Or else, it's up to you?"

Han Qilu took a deep look at her and uttered two words quietly: "No."

After that, he quickly opened the door of the car and walked out. An Chuxia's hand was hanging in the air. For several seconds, she bit her fate and opened the door and went out.

"Long time no see." Jin Ke had a faint smile on his face, close and a little natural alienation.

"It's been a long time." Han Qilu nodded slightly and pulled An Chuxia: "We are looking for you, there is something for you. Early summer."

This guy, push her out if you dare not give it!

She angrily pinched his waist in secret, and gave a dry smile on her face: "Sister Jin Ke."

"En." Jin Ke glanced at her, then at Han Qilu, and said astonishingly: "You two, are you here to send me invitations?"

As soon as the words were spoken, both of them stayed for a while.

"Don't ask me how I knew it, the Forbidden City has been relatively idle recently, and there are many people who talk about gossip. Jiang Guoli can be considered a person with a good head and face. Of course I will not be ignorant of such a big thing to get married. But there was still a faint smile on his face, not even a trace of unhappiness was found.

Is it really not sad, or is it too good to cover up?


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