Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

After writing the composition, she found that she was already covered with tears. Fortunately, the students around were taking the questions seriously, and the examiner sat at the back of the classroom, so no one paid attention to her. An Chuxia hurriedly wiped away her tears, turned over the paper and started checking.

The bell rang at the end of the exam, and the first exam in the afternoon was ended. After a while, I had to rely on the second and third classes, and after telling the surrounding students that I would go to the toilet, I hurried out of the classroom. She did not forget the phrase Barsari said to her, "Come to me when the first exam is over in the afternoon."

She was worried about where to find Basari before, but after going to the bathroom, she accidentally ran into Basari. But this doesn't seem to be an accident, Barsari came to find her herself.

Seeing her back against the wall, she slowly raised her head when she heard the sound of the compartment being opened. There is no one in the bathroom except for An Chuxia and Basali. Just when she was hesitating how to ask, Basari took the lead and said seriously and forcefully: "I want to ask you a question. You must know it, so I hope you can tell me. "

In the end, she still wanted to add a sentence to the face: "If you don't tell me, I naturally have a way to let others tell me, I just want to do things with less effort."

An Chuxia has always hated the kind of people who talk inconspicuously. When she looked up, she met Basali's eyes, then calmly walked to the sink and turned on the faucet. The sound of water flowing from the faucet is mixed with the sweet and gentle voice of early summer: "If you want to ask me, just say it. I know, I can tell you, I will tell you. After all... I don't want to Enemy with you."

This sounds ridiculous, An Chuxia hates Bassari, she knows this in her heart. Basali knew it too. But in fact, from the bottom of her heart, she really didn't want to become an enemy with Bassari. No, it should be said that she does not want to be an enemy with anyone.

Seeing that An Chuxia was so refreshing, Basari stopped saying anything, and asked straightforwardly: "What I want to ask is, who is Qilu's first love? Isn't it you?"

An Chuxia's breathing suddenly became irregular. She suddenly thought of Xiang Mankui again. In Han Qilu's heart, should Xiang Mankui still occupy a certain position? Otherwise, when she asked him why he didn't participate in the wild adventure last year, he would not show that kind of heartache.

Although it was only a moment, she did see that he was distressed and he was sad.

Seeing An Chuxia's silence, Basali was even more certain that An Chuxia must know who Han Qilu's first love was, and also more convinced that Han Qilu's first love would never be An Chuxia.

Anyway, she must know who Han Qilu's first love is, what it looks like, what its name is, and where she is now. In short, she just wants to know!

"Why don't you answer? You must know, tell me!" Bassari's voice seemed a little urgent.

An Chuxia closed her eyes and calmed her breathing. When he raised his eyes again to look at Basari, his eyes were calm and could no longer be calm. The corner of her mouth evokes a beautiful arc, and she faintly said: "Sorry, this is a taboo, I can't tell you."