Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me Chapter 627: Send warmth


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"What the **** is it? You are so mysterious." An Chuxia asked while rubbing her hands. She was originally afraid of the cold. After her mother died, she came to Han's house for several toss. Her physique was not as good as before. The hair is too cold.

Meng Xiaonan has always been very nervous, and naturally he has not noticed this. She looked around, and no one would be standing in the corridor in such cold weather. She whispered: "Early summer, the first class today is the class teacher's class. After her class, you can accompany me Skip class?"

Stopping classes... I didn't do it less before An Chuxia.

But because of the heavy burden at home, she had to escape the last class in the afternoon to make time to work with Meng Xiaonan. But Meng Xiaonan obviously didn't skip class to go to work.

"You always have to tell me the reason." An Chuxia looked at her in surprise and asked: "You are not provoking someone, are you? The loan shark?"

"Don't be so imaginative!" After curling the corners of his lips, Meng Xiaonan said angrily: "It's all my dad! If I hadn't heard him call this morning, I wouldn't know that. !"

As a result, Meng Xiaonan said that An Chuxia didn't know the whole story.

It turns out that Dad Jiang suddenly has many partners who are no longer willing to cooperate with him these days, and even the shareholders of the company have begun to withdraw their shares. Specifically, Meng Xiaonan doesn't understand it very well. In a word, Dad Jiang’s company has encountered a big crisis.

And this crisis, Meng Xiaonan guessed it was because of the Xiao family. So she is going to meet the elders of the Xiao family today.

She didn't want Xiao Mingluo to know about this, so she had to keep it from Han Qilu, so she just shut up when she saw Han Qilu at the school gate.

"But...is it useful for you to see them?" An Chuxia said, and sighed heavily: "Are you sure you want to hide this from Xiao Mingluo?"

"En." Meng Xiaonan nodded firmly: "He is already very annoying, I don't want to make my family's affairs make him feel more annoying. In early summer, if you are there, I will feel more settled."

"Okay!" An Chuxia readily agreed: "Ask for leave will definitely attract attention, it would be better to skip class. The class teacher is not strict with the class recently, and rarely comes to the class to watch it. Our second class Just leave. But... when the first get out of class is over, I will go to the sophomore year."

"En?" The cute little man put his hands on his hips and pretended to be angry: "You are not going to tell your husband, are you? I tell you, this is not good, your husband will definitely tell Xiao Mingluo!" /

"No!" An Chuxia's ears suddenly reddened, and he reached out and hammered Meng Xiaonan's shoulder: "What kind of husband's husband, don't bark. I'm just going up to deliver something, you will wait for me in class Alright."

Meng Xiaonan suddenly realized that he took An Chuxia's hand and said: "Well, then go in, it's too cold!"

After the morning self-study, almost all the class lay on the table because of sleepiness. The class is too quiet to be quiet.

At this moment, a person suddenly appeared at the door of the classroom—Nangong Zifei.

"Zi Fei..." An Chuxia stood up subconsciously.

Nangong Zifei is holding a light blue scarf in his hand. The pattern on it looks like a girl's scarf, which looks a little abrupt in his hand.

"Early summer..." Nangong Zifei's eyes flashed.

However, in the next second, Margot walked out of her position and walked to the door with a smile on her face and said: "Zi Fei, are you here to give me a scarf?"

"En." Nangong Zifei had to move her gaze to Marg and stretch out her hand, and then handed her the scarf: "You forgot in Dahu's schoolbag."

Marg took the scarf shyly, but the rest of the light fell on An Chuxia, but An Chuxia apparently didn't have any particularly big reactions, just looking at them with a little doubt.

"I really trouble you." Margot's mouth raised: "Let Big Tiger bring me over, or send me a text message, it would be so troublesome to come here."

"It's okay." Nangong Zifei said, but frowned slightly: "Raise your hand."

"Should be going to class soon? Then you should go up early to avoid being late." Margot said, holding Nangong Zifei's hand and holding him out of the classroom.

For this action, Nangong Zifei's eyes were wink, but he did not withdraw his hand, but obediently left the classroom with Mag.

There are still very few people in the corridor, only a few people go to the toilet on the way.

"Then you go up." Margot let go of Nangong Zifei's hand, still smiling.

I have to say that Margot looked pretty with a smile, and the two dimples showed up, making her feel sweet, but Nangong Zifei didn't catch a cold.

"Mag." Nangongzi fixed Marg's eyes.

When he saw this, Marg looked a little at a loss, and she couldn't help holding her scarf tightly with both hands: "What's the matter?"

"I think, after getting along for such a period of time, you should know all my rules." Nangong Zifei's eyes became sharp.

"What... mean?" Margot grasped the scarf harder.

"Don't understand?" Nangong Zifei looked at her shocked face, and said in a cold tone: "Just now... you deliberately held my hand, right? Who can show my hand? "

Three questions made Margot's face pale suddenly.

"I will try my best to forget her, but you should not do anything that disgusts me, let alone act in front of her deliberately. If something like this happens again..." Nangongzi paused before continuing:" You will regret it."

——You will regret it.

This sentence kept lingering in Marg's mind.

When she returned to the classroom, she was still confused.

"Ah--" There was a pain in the abdomen, and Marg couldn't help but yelled. Due to her absence, her abdomen accidentally hit the corner of An Chuxia's table.

"Are you okay?" An Chuxia hurriedly stood up and asked subconsciously.

However, in Margot's eyes, all her care turned into disgust.

"Get out! Don't touch me!" Margot stretched out her hand and pushed An Chuxia away, who was up to help her, and took a few steps to her seat and sit down.

Waiting for An Chuxia to sit back, Philia couldn't help but whispered: "What's the matter?"

"I don't know." An Chuxia shook her head with a foggy face, recalling that Margo had just gone out holding Nan Gongzifei with a smile on her face. She really couldn't guess what happened to Margo.

"It's probably a menstrual period." Philia whispered, and went back to sleep.

In their eyes, Marg has always been very gentle, and suddenly she said to An Chuxia that only "menstruation is coming" can explain. But An Chuxia always thinks Marg is weird.

Fortunately, the cute boy fell asleep, otherwise he might have a fight with Marg after seeing this scene.

Soon, the class bell rang, and the head teacher walked into the classroom with the class bell.

"We are all up, let's start class!"

Outside the classroom, the wind was blowing, and the weather became more gloomy, and the gray clouds pressed down little by little, making people feel suffocating.

The first class finally ended. After the head teacher left, An Chuxia suddenly stood up and walked towards Meng Xiaonan.

If it's normal, An Chuxia will definitely continue to sit in her seat and read books or do homework, but this is not normal, they will play truant! After An Chuxia walked to Meng Xiaonan's side, she discovered that although this guy looked down reading a book, she was actually using a pile of books on the table as a cover, while she was sitting down and sleeping!

"Cute boy!" An Chuxia reluctantly pushed her and said: "I'll go upstairs. Hurry up and get ready to wait for me at the top of the stairs. By the way, remember to bring my backpack and use my mobile phone. Inside."

"Well..." The cute little man replied in a dazed manner, then stretched his waist greatly: "I know."

An Chuxia went outside and went straight to Han Qilu's classroom.

The learning atmosphere in the second year of high school is somewhat stronger than that in the first year of high school, and several people stand outside the corridor discussing math problems during class. An Chuxia couldn't help thinking that even the people outside the hallway were discussing math problems, so don't everyone in the classroom have to study hard?

However, it turns out that she thinks too much...

After walking to the door of Han Qilu's classroom, she was surprised to find that the classroom was silent, even if she was speaking, she was talking quietly.

Soon, she discovered the reason for all this.

Han Qilu, Xiao Mingluo, Ling Hanyu, these three young masters all slept on the table!

No wonder someone in the hallway is discussing math problems, but the classroom is so quiet. It turned out that it was all because of the fear of waking these three young masters! An Chuxia is sincerely thankful that she is not in the same class as these three young masters!

"Isn't that An Chuxia..."

Just as An Chuxia was standing at the door of the classroom thinking wildly, someone spotted her, and soon, almost the entire class's eyes fell on her.

The feeling of being stared at is really uncomfortable, like having thousands of ants crawling on them.

"Ahem..." She gave a dry cough, took a deep breath, and walked into the classroom.

Anyway, it is estimated that no one would dare to help her wake up Han Qilu.

Han Qilu's anger when he got up... almost reached the realm of Dugu's defeat.

Every time she takes a step, the eyes of the people in the class move with her. It was almost a short distance, but she felt it was several kilometers away.

She couldn't help speeding up and finally walked to Han Qilu's table.

"Han Qilu..." She yelled softly, and then heard the sound of someone sucking in air.

However, the young master was lying motionless on the table.

Thinking about waiting for a while and playing truant before the next class teacher arrives, there is not much time left for her! Thinking of this, An Chuxia couldn't calm down anymore, and directly reached out and pushed Han Qilu vigorously.

Han Qilu tilted his head and slid from his arm to the desk.


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