Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me Chapter 596: I’m already lying down

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Han Qilu became cold and didn't explain to the housekeeper Han. It's useless to explain it anyway.

When Han Liuhai was angry, he couldn't hear anything.

Soon, the two people walked behind the glass door of the main entrance, and inside, Han Liuhai was standing by the hall window looking out the window. An Chuxia and Jiang Yuanyuan were sitting on one side of the sofa, with their heads down and silent.

The housekeeper Han opened the door for Han Qilu and followed Han Qilu in.

"I'm back." Han Qilu said and planned to go upstairs. He didn't want to have a big fight with Han Liuhai, because he was in a bad mood.

But what he didn't expect was that when Han Liuhai heard the sound, he turned around quickly and threw a ceramic vase by the window. Han Qilu couldn't dodge, and was hit by the vase on his waist. The vase fell to the ground with a "bang" and turned into fragments.

"I'm upstairs." Han Qilu walked directly to the stairs without frowning.

This picture didn't look at Han Liuhai at all, making Han Liuhai's anger even more than three feet high.

"Turbid! You get me down!"

Han Liuhai cursed, while smashing Han Qilu with things.

Jiang Yuanyuan saw it and couldn't sit still anymore, got up quickly from the sofa, ran over to hug Han Liuhai, robbed another vase in his hand, and persuaded him: "Don't hit him. , That’s your son! Also, that vase is something from the Ming Dynasty, so you don’t feel bad about it! In early summer, go up and see if the little bunny is hurt."

"Eh! Good." An Chuxia quickly agreed, and without thinking, ran up the stairs quickly.

Downstairs, Jiang Yuanyuan was still persuading Han Liuhai, An Chuxia ran to the door of Han Qilu's room a few steps, and the door was concealed. Only then did she remember the matter between herself and Han Qilu.

Thinking that the vase hit Han Qilu solidly, and Han Qilu still wears so little, she gritted her teeth and pushed the door to go.

Han Qilu stood on the balcony outside with her back facing her, her lonely appearance suddenly reduced her anger towards him by more than half.

Han Qilu obviously heard the door opened, but he remained motionless and seemed indifferent.

"Mommy asked me to come up and see if you are injured." An Chuxia hesitated for a moment, then walked to the balcony and said.

Hearing her voice, Han Qilu moved a moment, turned his face, the expression on his face was faint, and there was no happiness or anger, but An Chuxia could see that he was in a very bad mood now.

"I'm fine." After he finished speaking, he tightened his lips and turned his face back again.

"Don't be **** your lips, I watched that the vase hit you." An Chuxia walked over a few steps, without saying anything, just reached out to lift Han Qilu's clothes.

The cold touch made Han Qilu freeze all over.

He immediately turned around and stared at An Chuxia.

Feeling that Han Qilu has been looking at herself, she gritted her teeth and tried to ignore Han Qilu's gaze, and lowered her head to see if he was injured. Only seeing the bruise on his waist, it seems that Han Liuhai's smash is not light.

Seeing the bruise, An Chuxia said "Yeah", and quickly retracted his hands: "I'll get you the cooked eggs and rub them, you stand here and don't move."

Han Qilu's expression still doesn't show happiness or anger, but he nodded in cooperation.

After An Chuxia got a nod, he immediately ran out of the room and ran downstairs. Jiang Yuanyuan and Han Liuhai's people in the hall were gone. The housekeeper Han thought she was looking for them, and stepped forward and explained: "Madam took the master to walk outside."

"I see." An Chuxia nodded and asked: "Are there any cooked eggs in the kitchen?"

An Chuxia asked, and the housekeeper Han immediately guessed that Han Qilu must have been bruised, and quickly asked the maid to take out the hot boiled eggs. After An Chuxia peeled off the cooked eggs, he borrowed a napkin to wrap the eggs before heading upstairs.

"Young grandma." Housekeeper Han stepped forward and reminded: "If you have a bruise, you have to rub this for half an hour, otherwise it will turn purple tomorrow, otherwise the bruise will be difficult to fade away." /

"Hey, I see." An Chuxia responded and hurried upstairs.

"The young master is expensive, but it takes half an hour to rub the bruises? You old man is bluffing!" The older maid on the side said something, making Housekeeper Han only haha.

An Chuxia went upstairs, and when I opened the door to enter, I only heard the sound of water in the bathroom, and there was no one on the balcony. She didn't know what to do, the bathroom door was "PIA" pushed open.

I saw Han Qilu looking at him with a confused face, but the point was that this **** didn't wear anything!

"Ah--" An Chuxia exclaimed, and quickly covered her face, and stammered when she said: "Why don't you wear clothes!"

"I thought it took a long time for you to come up and didn't bring your clothes in."

Han Qilu's voice came from the front, An Chuxia covered her eyes and could not see anything, she could only urge: "You hurry up and put on your clothes! How can you not take a bath like this? !"

After the voice fell, she didn't hear a response for a while. She had to keep covering her eyes, but she waited until her hands became sour and didn't hear anymore.

Holding like this is no way, An Chuxia had to pluck up the courage to remove her hand.

But as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Han Qilu's picture of the disaster country and the people, magnified N times in front of her. She was taken aback and took two steps back inside.

"I'm still thinking about when you will cover your eyes." Han Qilu put his hands on his chest shamelessly. He still didn't wear anything on his upper body, but he put on a piece of brown pajamas on his lower body.

I have to say that this kid is really good!

An Chuxia gave a dry cough, and said with a stiff face: "Housekeeper Han said, if your bruises are not rubbed for half an hour with a cooked egg, it will be difficult to eliminate."

Heard, Han Qilu glanced at her up and down, reached out his hand to shut the door "PIA", walked directly to the bed, and lay down facing the bed, the whole person turned into a "big" shape.

"What are you doing?" An Chuxia was puzzled and stepped forward: "Did you hear what I said?"

"I heard it, I'm not without ears." Han Qilu turned his face to look at her and said, "How do I rub my back? I'm already lying here, you can figure it out."

She has never seen such a person who makes others help him knead eggs and speaks so confidently.

Looking at the bruise with water drops on it, she glanced at the corner of her mouth and decided not to be familiar with Han Qilu. She sat on the bed and carefully rubbed him with a cooked egg wrapped in a napkin.

"En..." Han Qilu let out a muffled noise, making An Chuxia blush.