Chapter 422: 【422】Young Master's temper

"Of course not." An Chuxia scratched his head, why is this guy so angry? What a temper.
The campfire not far away was still beating restlessly, with a different kind of heart palpitations. It suddenly felt heavy on her shoulders, it turned out that Han Qilu put his hands on her shoulders. Before she knew it, she had become accustomed to this action, and she didn't struggle for a while.
"Han Qilu..." An Chuxia stared at Han Qilu's handsome face close at hand, his face suddenly hot.
She knew she was over, and it was really over this time.
I really like him, the heart that likes him has been there for a long time, but she has never dared to admit it, she doesn't want to admit it.
"Huh?" Han Qilu, who looked at the sky in the distance, withdrew his gaze, and stared at An Chuxia for a few seconds, and then laughed, "How is it? Do you think your husband is actually handsome for me?"
"Rogue!" An Chuxia pushed Han Qilu away and made a kick.
"Oh! It hurts..." Han Qilu bent over and rubbed his kicked left leg with an exaggerated expression.
An Chuxia curled her lips and looked at Han Qilu with her hands on her chest with contempt: "Don’t pretend, don’t you know how many times I kicked myself? You pretend that you didn’t pretend to be kicked, but it’s like a broken foot. Come on. Please, if you want to pretend to be a little bit, okay, my master Qilu?"
The aggrieved man stood upright when he heard the words, his face was full of displeasure: "You can sue you for murdering your husband. Besides, you can't save me some face and pretend to be worried about me?"
An Chuxia raised her foot and approached Han Qilu, with a weird smile on her face, looking even more... weird under the moonlight.
"What are you doing?" Han Qilu swallowed unconsciously, wondering what horrible idea this girl was making and why she was laughing so terribly.
"Nothing." An Chuxia shrugged harmlessly, and blinked her big watery eyes.
"What are you going to..." (What are you doing)
Han Qilu hadn't finished speaking yet, An Chuxia's little cold hands had already held his face. Because she was a little shorter than him, An Chuxia only had to stand on her toes to make this action.
"My eldest master, is it still painful? Or I will take off my pants and rub them for you?" An Chuxia was almost disgusted by herself when she said this. But she resisted the nausea and continued to speak: "Want? Huh?"
I saw Han Qilu's expression in horror as he saw Sadako, and quickly backed up a few steps, and almost tripped over a stone on the ground and fell to the ground. If it weren't for his quick reaction speed, he would really fall to the ground.
"Hahahahaha..." An Chuxia laughed with a pain in her stomach, and said out of breath while laughing, "Didn't you say that you want me to pretend to worry about you? What are you doing now... Was... scared? Hahaha...how? Also...do you want me to continue worrying about you?"
When Han Qilu learned that he had been tricked, his handsome face became cold and he turned his head and said nothing.
The atmosphere suddenly cooled down. An Chuxia knew that if Han Qilu was really angry, it would be difficult to coax him, so she had to sit down and laugh with her: "I'm sorry, I am angry?"
"..." Han Qilu still looked like someone owed him money, and said nothing.
"Big Brother Qilu, did you forgive the little me? The adults don't remember the villain's past..." An Chuxia continued patiently. She swears in her heart that if Han Qilu doesn't speak anymore, she will leave. Hey! He doesn't appreciate her and he won't apologize!