Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

In Stirland, it is better to do more than to do less.

"Eh! Don't go!" Xu Niannian stepped forward, reaching out and holding An Chuxia's arm.

When An Chuxia was pulled by her, she reflexively withdrew her hand. With such a pull and close, the bicycle stood unsteadily and fell to the ground. The handle of the bicycle was pulled into An Chuxia’s pocket with a sound of "PA". , A small medicine box fell out of the pocket.

Both of them subconsciously looked at the thing that fell out. As a result, more people came to school to pay attention to this side, and both looked over here with curious eyes.

"This thing..." Xu Niannian's eyes widened, eyes quickly bent over and picked up something on the ground: "Yuting...Ha? An Chuxia, you actually took this kind of thing to school?!"

Xu Niannian spoke very loudly, and his success made many people's eyes widened.

Yuting's advertisement is also considered a classic, and everyone knows what it is used for.

"I...no." An Chuxia's mind was blank at the moment, and the look in everyone's eyes made her more nervous.

She is very innocent, but Ye knows what the contents of this little medicine box are for. But she didn't bring such a thing...

Suddenly, she breathed out, and her nerves tightened.

She remembered!

Jiang Yuanyuan said that there was something for her, and it was something that was given to her in a place where there was no one... It should be this little medicine box!

Sure enough, Jiang Yuanyuan misunderstood the two of them, thinking something happened to her and Han Qilu!

This is terrible, I guess the whole school will misunderstand her soon!

"No?" Xu Niannian's eyes waved, her eyes filled with smiles: "Don't pretend, An Chuxia! Anyway, you and Master Qilu are already unmarried couples. We will not look at you wearing colored glasses!"

"Really not!" An Chuxia's cheeks flushed red, and a thin layer of sweat oozes from her palms.

What to do...what to do now!

Han Qilu said he was waiting for her in the classroom, so it was absolutely impossible to show up to explain for her.

Just when Xu Niannian was about to have a big talk, Mo Xinwei happened to appear. The people around were all talking about it. Maruko quickly found out what was going on, and whispered in Mo Xinwei's ear.

"It turned out to be like this..." Mo Xinwei shook her head: "Look at An Chuxia's hopeless look! How did I lose to such a stupid person!"

Maruko also curled her lips, and then asked in a low voice, "Should we go up and help her? If so, I have a way."

"I don't want to help!" Mo Xinwei let out a cold snort, "Why should I help her? My lady's time is precious!"

Maruko shrugged and sighed, "I'll be asking for a blessing in early summer. Let's go."

"Wait!" Mo Xinwei raised her chin slightly and said, "I said I didn't want to help her, but I didn't say not to help her! Although I don't like An Chuxia's silly lack, but I have no affection for Xu Niannian. It’s the extreme disgust. Hurry up and tell me what to do to help her."

Maruko smiled slightly and whispered in Mo Xinwei's ear again.

"I didn't pretend!" An Chuxia said stubbornly: "You misunderstood! Nothing happened to me and Han Qilu!"

"Really?" Xu Niannian smiled: "Since you are shy, I don't want to ask! But this thing is said to mess up the period, you have to be careful about it!"

What I said is getting more and more outrageous!

An Chuxia was about to explain again, when a burst of laughter suddenly sounded, and it was Mo Xinwei who made the laugh. She held her belly and smiled wildly. The **** on the side also almost burst into tears.

"An Chuxia! I really didn't overestimate your IQ!" Mo Xinwei smiled, holding her belly and stepped forward and said, "I secretly put the things in your pocket last night and you didn't find out until now! You took the exam! Are they all cheating?"

Maruko quickly said to the side: "Look, Sister Xinwei, I said she can't find it, right?"

When things developed like this, An Chuxia naturally guessed that Mo Xinwei and Wanzi were helping her. She was so grateful that she cooperated with them in acting, and said in a reproachful tone: "Did you two make a joke too much? I said why there is such a thing in your pocket!"

"Aren't we training your IQ? Oh no, this should be said to be an exercise response?" Mo Xinwei stepped forward, reached out and patted Xu Niannian's shoulder and said, "Thank you, classmate, let me watch the ball It's such a wonderful scene!"

Xu Niannian was originally curious as to how An Chuxia could have this medicine in her pocket. Now that Mo Xinwei said that, she suddenly believed that Mo Xinwei put the things in An Chuxia's pocket to fix her.

Mo Xinwei's appearance made the whole school look at An Chuxia's plan with strange eyes, and it was just a waste of it.

what a pity!

Xu Niannian coughed, and after saying goodbye, he raised his foot and walked into the school.

"Hey!" Mo Xinwei lifted her pointed chin and said to An Chuxia: "No need to say anything, invite us to dinner at noon."

An Chuxia nodded: "It's okay to have dinner. How about I invite you again after school this afternoon?"

"It just happens that there is no place to go after school, so it's the afternoon." Mo Xinwei turned to look at the **** and said: "Let her invite us to eat at the place we found last time, how about?"

Maruko clapped his hands and applauded, "It just so happens that I want to go there and have a meal too! It's so pleasant to decide."

The three people walked into the school together, attracting a lot of people's attention. After all, they are two famous figures, plus an "intelligent military division" that ordinary people don't dare to provoke. It's hard not to attract attention.

"But, how do you go to school by bike?" Mo Xinwei asked suspiciously, "Is it because you want to live a low-carbon life? Come on, even if you ride a bicycle, Master Qilu can't come by car?"

"That's why you misunderstood me." An Chuxia talked about Du Jianran, and then asked: "The name Du Jianran is familiar to me. Do you know it?"

Mo Xinwei shook her head in confusion, turned to look at the ball and said, "Do you know this person?"

Maruko thought for a while, and quickly replied: "As far as I know, this person is not as thoughtful as you said. She was also a rich lady in the past, and her status and status are also different. She is in kindergarten, elementary school, and junior high school. Those who went to the Royal Academy, the high school also came to the Stilan Royal Academy."

"However, a year ago, her father was investigated for being accused of drug trafficking, and then he was arrested. He has not been released. Since then, her family has fallen into trouble, but her mother quickly took her to remarry a foreigner. A person of nationality is the chairman of a multinational company. It is also because of this that she can come to Stirland College to study high school."

"But as far as I know, she has always been very low-key. She doesn't have a wide range of hobbies, and her only hobby is making a variety of dim sum, because her family used to be a food business, which was very big. Almost like wahhaha. To the point of equal fame."

"Oh! By the way, her other hobby is cycling. When she was in junior high school, she represented our city in an international cycling marathon and seemed to have won a good ranking."

"However, as I said, she is low-key and doesn't go out very much to make friends, so she has always been alone. But according to the gossip, she has had a good impression of Master Qilu from a very young age. As for you I said that she fell down on a bicycle in the morning, and I think about it carefully, and there is indeed a problem. How can a bicycle lover like her fall down on a bicycle under normal circumstances?"

Maruko's words made An Chuxia almost understand Du Jianran. It boils down to a few words: There is indeed something tricky!

"Is it deliberately falling down?" Mo Xinwei sighed: "Master Qilu is an evildoer. Fortunately, I have seen it through now, otherwise, I will have to be in hell. An Chuxia, you You have to fight for me, don't lose Master Qilu to someone else, or I won't be able to save my face!"

"..." An Chuxia's face was speechless: "I'm going to park the bicycle, you should go back to the classroom, it will be a few minutes."

As soon as An Chuxia reminded them, the two people were shocked.

"Run! The self-study old witch will come to work today!"

The two left violently, and An Chuxia also quickened his pace and pushed his bicycle. After parking the car, she also ran to the school building quickly.

When they reached the top of the stairs on their own floor, many girls crowded in front and whispered.

"Why is Master Qilu so handsome every day!"

"My heart can't stand it anymore, why is there such a handsome person!"

Upon hearing this, An Chuxia suddenly understood why so many people were stuck at the top of the stairs.

"Please give in." An Chuxia used the strength of the breastfeeding and finally squeezed out of the stairs.

But what she didn't expect was that everyone was squeezing each other out, but they accidentally pushed An Chuxia a little. An Chuxia fell forward with an unstable center of gravity.

Between the lightning and flint, one hand grabbed An Chuxia's collar, and then Han Qilu's voice of hatred for iron not being made of steel sounded, "Can you not lose my face?"

An Chuxia's face turned red, and she pursed her mouth in dissatisfaction and said, "I didn't want to fall by myself!"

"Oh? Is it because they pushed you?" Han Qilu said, his eyes narrowed like wolves, turning his head to look at the girls blocking the stairs, the girls suddenly dispersed.

The world is finally quiet...

An Chuxia sighed and said helplessly, "Don't you have something to tell me? Why didn't you just say it at the time?"

"There were outsiders at the time, it was not convenient." Han Qilu took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to An Chuxia: "You can learn this thing by heart."

An Chuxia took the piece of paper suspiciously, and after unpacking it, he discovered that it was something similar to a timetable. It contains what she needs to do at what time of day.

This kind of thing... When did Han Qilu write it?