Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

When he walked into the hall, Jiang Yuanyuan was talking to people about writing. An Chuxia didn't dare to bother and went upstairs after saying hello. As soon as the door of the room was closed, it was opened again. Even with her toes, she knew that the person who came in was Han Qilu.

She didn't pay much attention to Han Qilu. She picked up a bottle of Coke that she had brought from downstairs just now and wanted to open it to drink, but the bottle cap was too tight. With a heavy sigh, she walked to Han Qilu who was lying on her bed with her eyes half drooping.

Yi stretched out his hand and said, "Help me unscrew the lid!"

Han Qilu changed from half-closed eyes to tightly closed eyes, and he rolled over comfortably, pretending to be dead!

"Hey—" An Chuxia stretched out her voice, half kneeling to his side and pulling his body: "I'm going to starve to death!"

"Self-reliance, understand?" Han Qilu slowly opened his eyes. Although his tone was lazy, he unambiguously accepted the Coke from An Chuxia. It's a joke, just open it up a little bit, and if you continue to play, this girl is really angry, but it's not very funny.

He got up and sat on the bed like a Buddha, and easily unscrewed the bottle cap. He raised his head and drank half of the bottle unexpectedly.

"Hey! My Coke!" An Chuxia only reacted, grabbing half of the bottle of Coke he had drunk, with a look of distress. After glaring at Han Qilu fiercely, he looked at the mouth of the bottle, with an indescribable expression of wanting but not wanting to drink.

"Don't drink it, give it to me!" Seeing her delay, Han Qilu made the move to take it back. An Chuxia hurriedly guarded her coke, raised her head, and drank half a bottle of coke. The latter changed her posture while holding back a smile, and took out her mobile phone in An Chuxia's pocket.

"What are you doing?" Taking the phone back suspiciously, she clicked on the address book, and Han Qilu's remark was actually changed to [Dear Husband]. Her face blushed with a "jerk", but she still made an expression of dissatisfaction: "I said Master Han Qilu, are you naive, aren't you naive?"

"If you let me find out that you dared to change it, it will be dead!" After saying this, Han Qilu stood up with both hands and got out of bed.

Seeing him get out of bed, An Chuxia subconsciously asked: "Where are you going?" After asking, he couldn't wait to bite off his tongue, and a small face turned redder.

Sure enough, Han Qilu shamelessly curled up the corners of his mouth and returned to get closer to An Chuxia's face, with an ambiguous tone: "Why? Don't you want me to go? Then I will stay and sleep with you." He had to go.

"Fuck you! Sleep with your big head!" An Chuxia reached out and took the pillow on one side and slammed it over.

Han Qilu shrugged his shoulders painlessly: "If you don't want me to go, just say it, I won't laugh at you..."

"Don't leave yet!" An Chuxia gritted her teeth, while hating that she was fine and asking ‘where are you going’. I almost didn't lose my face!

"Early summer." Han Qilu suppressed a playful smile on his face, and said solemnly: "You are mine. If I find that you are too close to other men, no matter who it is, I won't make him feel better, understand. Yet?"

No longer waiting for her answer, Han Qilu got up and went out.

An Chuxia stared at him in a daze for a while, only to feel that somewhere in his heart was full.