Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me: [129] You senior man with black belly
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Shrugging, it’s better to be despised by Han Qilu than to be forced to ask by Jiang Yuanyuan, how hard is it for her to live...
"What are you doing?" She decided that she should not be familiar with him, after all, there is still a lot to ask the demon lord. Rarely, her temper was slightly suppressed. On the contrary, Han Qilu shamelessly put down the mouse and looked at An Chuxia seriously.
"What are you looking at me for?" His face was unconsciously hot when he saw his weird and straightforward eyes, what a damn! Putting her hands behind her squeezed tightly, she was a little nervous.
Seeing her embarrassed look, Han Qilu felt very happy. With a tick at the corner of his mouth, his tone suddenly became evil: "Don't you want to continue with me just now?"
What did the matter just now mean? Of course An Chuxia knew, she suddenly regretted why she came to his room. But where is there any reason to shrink back? So she put on a calm smile and said: "You think too much. I'm just worried that you are not careful. You will go to bowling without taking me."
He stared at her for a while, and Han Qilu withdrew his gaze again and set his gaze on his computer screen with a serious face, pressing one hand on the mouse and sliding randomly, and the other hand on the keyboard. His full concentration aroused An Chuxia's interest. What is he doing?
Is it watching...bad...Her mind has a picture of Yin, and a glamorous girl who is impenetrably clothed yells vaguely: Flax falls...
Thinking about this, An Chuxia's brain immediately became hot, and she walked a few steps and moved a stool next to him before looking up at the computer screen. As a result, he was greatly disappointed. It was not a bad video, but a game that was normal for most boys-Cross Fire.
"Damn!" She cursed uncomfortably, and when she saw Han Qilu frowning at her, she immediately covered her mouth and stopped talking. Now Han Qilu's room is her refuge, so she can't offend this ancestor.
She also saw boys playing this game when she followed the principal to arrest people in Internet cafes in the previous school, but Han Qilu is too good? Han Qilu had already solved an enemy in the time she blinked. Almost all of Han Qilu's team won...
With his head tilted away from the computer screen, he took a look at Han Qilu, who had a leisurely but focused look, and a line of words floated in his heart: It turns out that those who scored zero on the exam have this talent!
"Does it look good?" Han Qilu suddenly turned to look at her, An Chuxia was taken aback but quickly calmed down. Learning from Han Qilu's smile, he said: "It's pretty good."
"...Do you like to play this too?" Han Qilu pouted his lips and made an effort towards the computer screen. He was referring to the game of Cross Fire.
An Chuxia glanced at the corner of her mouth. She felt dizzy and clogged in her chest just after sitting next to her for a while. She felt dizzy and unable to vomit. It felt like motion sickness, although she never motion sickness.
Shaking his head, An Chuxia said: "This is for boys."
"So you should like it." Han Qilu unexpectedly said this. What he said obviously meant that An Chuxia was very manly. What a shame to An Chuxia?
Han Qilu, you a senior black-bellied man! Silently complained in her heart, she looked away and tried to think about happy things to ease her emotions.