Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me Chapter 769: Come here

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An Chuxia's body is stiff, and she also wants to accept the bet, but why is she...

She took a deep breath, stood on tiptoe, and pecked Han Qilu's lips like a dragonfly.

"That's it?" Han Qilu raised his eyebrows: "No!"

"You..." An Chuxia was angry: "I don't care! I say even it is."

She pushed Han Qilu, but didn't push.

Where did Han Qilu let her go, he just felt like a fire was burning in his heart, so he lowered his head and closed her lips severely.

This kiss is full of love. He guided her clove tongue little by little, twisting and turning. The surrounding air seemed to freeze.

The fire in his chest was not extinguished because of this kiss.

His hand slowly moved up from An Chuxia's waist, wrapping the softness restlessly. An Chuxia couldn't help but let out a muffled hum. In the next instant, she pushed away the unprepared Han Qilu, panting: "Han Qilu! You rascal!"

Han Qilu looked calm and composed, but stared at her unblinkingly. Even in a dimly lit music classroom, An Chuxia could feel the heat in his eyes.

This look is hot.

"Rogue?" Han Qilu spread his hands innocently: "To others, I must be a hooligan. But to my wife, I don't think this is a hooligan."

He cared very much about what he said, and he left her speechless.

"You won." An Chuxia gave in, and then she said rather solemnly: "You must not do this again next time!"

Han Qilu nodded: "Okay, listen to you. I'll do this again after we get married."

An Chuxia's face is hot again.

"Come here." Han Qilu waved to her, but he sat on the ground with his back against the wall. The floor is laid on the ground, so there is no need to worry about hygiene and temperature issues.

She still had lingering fears, and asked a little hesitantly: "What are you doing?"

Han Qilu sighed, and said helplessly: "What are you afraid of me? I won't eat you again. Come here."

An Chuxia just walked over. Her hand was held by Han Qilu's hand, and then her body turned around and sat in front of Han Qilu, Han Qilu hugged her behind her back.

There is darkness and silence around, but she doesn't feel terrible.

Han Qilu is here, what are you afraid of?

"Sit with me for a while, and wake me up at 8:50." Han Qilu said, handed her his hand, and then stopped talking, he should have fallen asleep.

She listened to Han Qilu breathing evenly, holding his mobile phone in her hand, and her heart suddenly seemed to be filled with something. Is this feeling happy?

Or just.

She hopes that it can always be like this.

However, time will always pass. The door of the third music classroom is not soundproof, and the sounds of footsteps and voices coming in from outside are getting louder and louder. More and more people came to Stellan.

The sun has been on three poles, and even the music classroom is gradually brightening.

The time An Chuxia glanced at her phone was exactly eight:50.

She turned her head slightly and saw Han Qilu's sleepy eyes. She closed her eyes quietly, but her eyebrows were frowned. Isn’t it a misunderstanding that Han Liuhai’s derailment has been explained clearly? Why do you still frown even when you sleep?

An Chuxia didn't understand why Han Qilu was still so upset.

"Hey, wake up..." She stretched out her hand and pushed him, even though she didn't give up, she still had to wake him up.

Han Qilu slept very shallowly, so he woke up with a single shout. He stood in the posture Suyuan said last night for almost all night, and his body felt that he no longer belonged to him.

At this moment, although he slept for less than an hour, he was already full of blood and resurrected.

"The time is up?" He stretched out his hand and took the phone that An Chuxia handed over and looked at the time: "How do I feel that I only slept for a minute?"

"Because you are a pig!" An Chuxia glared at him, put her hands on the ground, and stood up: "Come on, it's about to go to class."

"What are you looking for?" Han Qilu looked sluggishly, stood up in slow motion and said, "It's a flea market. I always sleep in the classroom."

Han Qilu said this, An Chuxia suddenly said "Yeah" and patted his thigh with his hand: "Why did I forget such an important thing!"

Remorse was written all over her face, as if she was thinking of something bad.

"What's the matter?" Han Qilu looked at her suspiciously.

What's the matter? Of course it is a flea market!

An Chuxia was anxious, and without answering him, she ran out of the music classroom.

She rushed all the way upstairs and ran into Philia at the corner of the second floor. Philia is carrying a huge bag in both hands, which is full of various snacks.

Seeing An Chuxia, Feria hurriedly greeted: "Chuxia is so good to see you! Quickly help me carry a bag up, my hands are about to be scrapped!"

An Chuxia rolled her eyes and said with a grin: "Good at the same table, I can help you, but you have to give me one of them."

"What?!" Philia's eyes widened, and her eyes were about to pop out: "The snacks I finally lied to, just let you pick up and give you half? I won't do it, kill me I will not do it either."

An Chuxia quickly explained: "I mean, sell me half of it, pretend to be, and finally this snack is yours."

Philia only then understood.

The head teacher asked everyone to bring something to the flea market, but An Chuxia went to Suyuan's yesterday, and didn't even think of it. Therefore, she wanted to borrow something from Philia.

Understanding the matter, Philia promised: "What is this, a bag of snacks, I borrow it for you! Who of us and who!"

What she said, she completely forgot what she said just now, "I won't kill me."

It's nine o'clock, but someone is still late. Fortunately, the head teacher did not come on time. When the head teacher came, everyone in the class had arrived except the cute boy.

"Has the class leader called his name?" The class teacher asked the class leader as soon as he approached the classroom.

The squad leader nodded repeatedly: "Except for the Jiangnan one who hasn't arrived, everyone else has arrived."

An Chuxia subconsciously turned to look at Meng Xiaonan's seat. It was empty there, and the cute boy hadn't come yet.

I thought that the head teacher was going to start whispering that the cute boy was late again. Who thought, the head teacher didn’t say a word, went straight to the podium, and started to check if everyone brought something to the flea market.

After checking things, the head teacher asked everyone to sort things out first, and then he walked out of the classroom. An Chuxia hurriedly chased it out: "Teacher!"

The head teacher stopped and asked in confusion: "Why are you out? I'm going to the morning meeting, what's the matter?"