Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me Chapter 777: No pain!

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"I don't know..." An Chuxia continued to be confused: "I don't know basketball at all, how can I understand who wins."

Han Qilu looked at her suspiciously, squinted his eyes and said, "Even if you don’t understand basketball, do you always know the Arabic numbers? Don’t you understand the score? Twenty-three is bigger than twenty-two, you don’t know. An Chuxia, you deliberately said that you don’t know?"

Speaking of this, An Chuxia had no choice but to bite the bullet and admit: "Okay, I know. But is winning or losing that important? It's not that if you lose, you will lower him. There is no such thing. Matter!"

Han Qilu frowned and said, "Don't say it. I don't think it's shameful to lose, but I think...I lost to Nangong Zifei, do you think I'm inferior to him!"

It turns out that it’s not about face-saving. After all, it's just because of her that I care about winning or losing this game.

An Chuxia really wanted to ask herself "How De and How Can".

"No." She looked into his eyes, those dark eyes were filled with the kind of troubles, and An Chuxia said sincerely: "You don't need to care about this. Don't say you only lost a point , Even if you didn’t score a goal, there was only you in my heart. Han Qilu, you have to trust me and the feelings between us."

Han Qilu's eyes were relaxed, a little relieved.

After all, it’s not because you don’t believe it, but because you care too much.

"Asshole! Don't worry if you don't eat, and you're still holding our little Chuxia, and eat quickly!" Jiang Yuanyuan's voice sounded from far and near.

An Chuxia looked at Han Qilu and suddenly smiled: "Asshole, go to dinner!"

Han Qilu raised his eyebrows: "An Chuxia, you are so bold! What do you call me!"

The atmosphere suddenly eased, and the shouts of Tyrant in the distance continued, but the two little masters obviously had no time to play with him now.

Han Liuhai is on a business trip, so he will not be home tonight. Han Liuhai is not at home, and Han Qilu speaks and does things more casually. After dinner, he lay down in a chair like a grandfather, asking An Chuxia to help him pour a cup of yogurt.

Without waiting for An Chuxia's answer, Jiang Yuanyuan answered first: "Don't you have long feet? Let my family help you down? Dream!"

Han Qilu looked like "Too lazy to quarrel with Jiang Yuanyuan", so he obediently got up and poured yogurt. But as soon as he stood up, the servant on the side quickly put down his work, and ran to pour the yogurt in fear.

Although Jiang Yuanyuan said he would pour the yogurt by himself, how can he really let the young master pour the yogurt by himself?

Han Qilu stopped lying on the chair, and went straight to lie down on the sofa.

"A Thousand Bones of Flowers" is being played on TV. Han Qilu doesn't have a good impression of this kind of bitter drama that women like to watch. He would rather watch the financial channel and look at the recent stock market conditions than watch such affectionate things.

However, there is one person who really likes to watch it, that is—Ling Hanyu!

But Ling Hanyu is not the only person in the world who loves watching this kind of drama, and An Chuxia!

"Eh! What did you adjust the station for?! I want to see my superior!" An Chuxia immediately became dissatisfied, and took a few steps to grab the remote control in Han Qilu's hand and tuned it back to the mango station.

"Your lord?" Han Qilu frowned unhappily: "What is your lord? What is your lord?"

How can someone like him who only pays attention to football games and finances knows what he is?

An Chuxia rolled her eyes, then turned to admiringly pointed to the fairy-like man on the huge TV screen and said, "Hey! That's him! Isn't he handsome?"

An Chuxia looks like this now, not to mention how idiots are. There is no drooling anymore!

It was this expression that deeply hurt a certain young master's heart.

"Change the channel! It's ugly!" Han Qilu saw that he was a man at a glance, and regardless of whether the other party was really handsome, he directly said tyrannically: "Have you heard? Quick! Change! Channel!"

An Chuxia chased the show for a day or two, so why would she be willing to change channels? He hugged the remote control tightly in his arms and said unswervingly: "Don't change it! I want to look at it!"

Jiang Yuanyuan on the side was eating grapes while cheating in her heart. Her little **** is jealous! Still eat the jealousy of a character who does not exist in reality! This is a rare good show in a century!

Han Qilu sat up, his expression stern. He has seen a lot of nympho, and can't count the number of people who commit **** against him every day, he is already numb, but he just can't understand An Chuxia who is idiot!

If you commit a **** to him, he can still accept it, but he still commits a **** to other men!

"I'll ask you one last time!" Han Qilu's hair seemed to be angry: "Are you going to change the channel or not?!"

An Chuxia also insisted this time, and nothing can stop her from being respected!

She is unwavering: "No change!"

Han Qilu's eyes immediately narrowed like a dangerous leopard, and his whole body exuded a frightening atmosphere.

It's like... it's going to kill.

An Chuxia felt a little flustered, and hurriedly raised her foot and ran to Jiang Yuanyuan's side, and said coquettishly: "Mommy, look at him!"

Finally, it was her turn to play Jiang Yuanyuan.

Jiang Yuanyuan was very happy in her heart, but with a serious look on her face, she said to Han Qilu: "Asshole, who are you yelling at? If you want to see another stage, go upstairs and go back to the room to watch by yourself. !"

The anger in Han Qilu's eyes gradually subsided, and he stepped forward with a smile on his face.

"Okay, I'll go upstairs to see. Let's go, An Chuxia, let's go upstairs to see what yours is up!" Han Qilu said, suddenly stretched out his hand, bent over, and forced one of his hands. , Even directly resisted her!

An Chuxia only felt that the sky was spinning for an instant, and then she realized that she was already on Han Qilu's shoulder!

OMG! Hasn't she gained weight recently? Why Han Qilu still carried her in one hand! It's as simple as carrying a hoe!

An Chuxia reacted and quickly yelled, "Han Qilu! You let me down! Hurry up!"

Han Qilu ignored him and walked straight to the top of the stairs.

It is impossible for Han Qilu to take the initiative to put it down. An Chuxia struggled and shouted Jiang Yuanyuan: "Mommy! Save me! He is going to kill me!"

In her opinion, Han Qilu can completely kill people!

Who knew that Jiang Yuanyuan, who was still protecting her just now, didn't say a word. An Chuxia wanted to see if Jiang Yuanyuan was in a trance, but she was carried by Han Qilu and could only see the road ahead.

What she didn't know was that Jiang Yuanyuan was almost smiling now.

It’s good to carry it upstairs, it’s good to carry it upstairs!

Perhaps, she really wants to be a grandmother soon, maybe?

Hahahaha, if that's the case, that would be great! When An Chuxia gave birth to a little Chuxia, she can take the little guy out for walks every day and show off to those cheesy women that she has become a grandmother at such a young age. You must envy those women!

Han Qilu kept walking upstairs carrying her, and walked directly into his own room. The door to the room was closed, and Han Qilu had to put down An Chuxia first.

An Chuxia is not a fool either, he ran to his room as soon as he was put down. Can't she run without Han Qilu?

"Don't run! Don't run!" The anger in Han Qilu's eyes rose again, and he caught up with him a few steps, and quickly put his hand on An Chuxia's shoulder.

Being put on the shoulders, for someone like An Chuxia who has learned taekwondo, it is simply too easy to get the opponent! She turned around, and with the strength of Han Qilu's own hand stretched out, she directly gave him a shoulder throw.

Perhaps because of carelessness, Han Qilu fell to the ground by her! And it was easily felled!

This is impossible!

Han Qilu raised his head and looked at An Chuxia in disbelief.

An Chuxia was also taken aback by herself. She didn't expect that she would actually succeed. However, if Han Qilu was defensive, then she would never be able to knock him down.

In short! Running is the best policy!

She turned her head and ran to the room. After opening the door, she was about to close it, but the door was caught by something, and it didn't close!

She lowered her head and saw that something was caught! That is a hand! Han Qilu's hand!

An Chuxia was taken aback, and subconsciously opened the door and asked eagerly: "Are you okay with your hands?!"

Han Qilu has no expression on his face, but this is caught by the door, how could it be okay?

Seeing that Han Qilu didn't speak, An Chuxia was even more anxious, pulling his hand to check the injury. There is a red mark around the palm of the hand, it hurts when you look at it!

"Don't worry, it's not broken, it's still connected." Han Qilu said with his eyes down, "It just hurts."

She closed the door very hard. Han Qilu said it hurts a bit, so it must be more than "a little bit", but very painful.

She is full of regret, and her intestines are about to turn blue.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't expect to get your hand caught. I'm really sorry! If I had known that your hand would be caught, I would not close the door!" An Chuxia said, I was about to cry.

She finally understood what it means to hurt him, hurt her heart.

Looking at An Chuxia's flustered look, he didn't want to pay any attention to anger and honor. He raised his hand, moved it decently, and said nonchalantly: "Don't cry, look, your hand is good! It really only hurts a little bit."

An Chuxia looked up at him: "Are you serious?"

"Of course! My Young Master Han is a liar? A man, if it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt!"

Han Qilu's appearance made An Chuxia feel even more uncomfortable.

It's obviously painful, so I can force it to say it doesn't hurt.

An Chuxia didn't expose it either. He knew he said this to not worry about himself. She didn't ask if it was true, anyway, she asked for nothing.

After hesitating for a while, An Chuxia finally made up his mind and said: "Han Qilu, I have decided. I won't look at it anymore."