Chapter 123: 【123】Turn your face

When she woke up early in the morning, she found a piece of ice on her neck, very comfortable. Reached out but there was nothing, picked up the mirror she took out from the bathroom last night on the bedside table and knocked on it, Emma! Miracle! Such deep hickeys have disappeared miraculously.
See you, are you hell? With an inadvertent glance, she actually saw an aloe vera or ointment beside the bed. Anyway, those few were in traditional Chinese characters, she didn't recognize them. But she soon realized that this ointment must have caused miracles on her neck. But who helped her apply the medicine? Is it Han Qilu?
I started to think about how Yin Han Qilu looked when he was gently applying the ointment to her while holding the ointment in silence. She felt uncomfortable and got goose bumps all over her! But at the moment, who else can be besides him?
No way! Maybe you have to draw a clear line with this abnormality, otherwise, I am afraid she will be more difficult to mix in school! "Peng" opened the door with one click just to see Han Qilu calmly walking to the door. Seeing her open the door, she was slightly taken aback, but she quickly recovered her calm.
"Wake up?" Is he saying hello? An Chuxia looked up at Han Qilu upset and looked at Han Qilu. She had been silent all the time. She was almost mad in silence. Finally she couldn't help but said, "Husband Qilu, I think it's better for us to draw a clear line at school."
Raised an eyebrow: "You mean, you are tired of playing with me, do you want to push me away now?" He even asked Chen's mother last night to apply the medicine to her. Now think about it, what he did at the time was Incorrect.
Seeing that Han Qilu's face was about to change, An Chuxia immediately put on a bright smile and walked over and hugged his arm tightly and rubbed him: "Husband Qilu, look, there are so many beautiful women in school, I don’t Join in the fun. Besides, if we are very close, I don't know how to die...so..."
Who knows that Han Qilu immediately turned his face to deny the person, and shook off An Chuxia's hand coldly and said: "Your life and death have nothing to do with me. As long as my young master is happy, you can roll back to your room now." Not knowing where it was so angry, he pushed An Chuxia away into the room and closed the door violently.
An Chuxia was pushed by him and fell to the ground, and immediately felt aggrieved. This bastard, turning his face is faster than a money counter counting money. not human! She got up from the ground and clapped her hands, and she found a wetness on her cheeks. She actually cried, and she cried after being pushed.
Secretly scolding herself for having no spine, she shook her hand and ran back to her room to change clothes without even looking at Han Qilu's room. Why did the window become bigger when I walked into the room? Then I went out and took a look. One, two, three, four, it was the fourth room, it was her room! Going in again, looking at the familiar table, chair and bed, she confirmed that it was her room.
But how did the windows get bigger? The only explanation is that Jiang Yuanyuan asked people to expand the window... This is the life of the rich, this is the life of the prime minister...
After changing her clothes, she adjusted her emotions in the mirror and showed a big smile before going downstairs for breakfast. Han Qilu was not there. After asking Jiang Yuanyuan, he knew that Han Qilu went out of the hall to feed the Tyrant without breakfast. From Jiang Yuanyuan’s mouth, he learned that he often skips breakfast, so after hurriedly eating breakfast, she kindly took a sandwich and a carton of milk in a plastic bag and went to Batian’s kennel.