Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

It seems that Xia Xinyu deliberately tried to hang people's appetite, and deliberately stretched the sound of the word "just" long.

"Just what?" An Chuxia was a little impatient.

"It's just that I like Master Qilu. So sometimes, I can't help but don't like you in the early summer. Don't mind." Xia Xinyu smiled sweetly, that smile was very clear and true. It's not like it was pretended.

In this way, things seem to be explainable. Xia Xinyu seemed to hate her just because she liked Han Qilu. Thinking of this, An Chuxia was relieved in her heart instead of knowing what happened.

Inexplicably feel relieved a lot.

The wound was treated, and Han Qilu just returned. Anyhow, An Chuxia has been under the same roof with Han Qilu for so long. Although he is not familiar with the point where he will pee when he lifts his foot, An Chuxia knows that he must have not found the **** thing by looking at his cold expression flag.

However, Xia Xinyu was not familiar with Han Qilu. Seeing that he was back, she immediately cut her bangs and stepped forward: "How about, Master Qilu. Did you find the flag?"

"No." Han Qilu replied lightly, instead of looking at Xia Xinyu, he walked to An Chuxia: "Can you hold it?"

An Chuxia was taken aback, and then she understood that Han Qilu meant to ask herself if the injury was serious. Although she still has a vaguely hot tingling sensation, she is not the flowers that grew up in the greenhouse.

Easily pulled a big smile: "Do you think I am the kind of person who can't hold it?"

Han Qilu took a deep look at An Chuxia, his eyes changed as if he was struggling, but he finally turned his gaze to the front: "Then, don't regret it."

After ten minutes, An Chuxia understood the meaning of Han Qilu's "So, don't regret".

Just now they were all walking on the easier section of Snake Mountain, but once this section passed, the road became more and more difficult. The trees are growing more and more luxuriant and dense, giving people a sense of depression.

Both An Chuxia and Xia Xinyu's travel bags were held by Han Qilu, and they were out of breath with nothing in their hands. But looking at Han Qilu again, his face was only slightly reddish, and his breath was steady.

Is this the difference between boys and girls?

An Chuxia gritted his teeth and went to the forefront: "This is not the way to find it. We have to calmly analyze where those flags will be hidden. Otherwise, don't we mean finding a needle in a haystack?"

"..." Xia Xinyu wiped off his sweat and was so tired that he was lying on a rock, unable to even speak.

"What do you think?" Seeing that Xia Xinyu didn't speak up, An Chuxia turned her head and fixed her gaze on Han Qilu.

I saw him put everything in his hands on the ground, and then handsomely took out a mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

Hand... machine?

An Chuxia's eyes widened: "Isn't it forbidden to bring this kind of thing? Why didn't yours be confiscated by the teacher?!"

Han Qilu glanced at her with an expression of "who the **** would dare to confiscate Lao Tzu's phone", lowered his head and turned over the address book.

"Hey, it's me. Check it out for me...Hey! What are you doing?" Han Qilu originally called someone to check the exact location of the flag, but the phone was snatched by An Chuxia before he even started talking.