Chapter 23: 023

The maid on the side saw that An Chuxia was slow to sit down, thinking she was waiting for her to help her pull the chair, and hurriedly walked forward to pull the chair away, but An Chuxia still kept the previous posture and did not sit down. No other actions.
This sudden article disturbed her heartbeat. She was thinking, if she didn't push Han Qilu away, would Han Qilu kiss herself deeply?
She suddenly regretted pushing him away, but then she felt that she was very wise. If Han Qilu was just teasing her, she pushed Han Qilu away, anyhow Han Qilu would not think she was a frivolous girl. If Han Qilu kissed her, it was due to an impulse, which also shows that Han Qilu is still different to herself after all.
"Young grandma? Do you want to serve more or less?" Seeing An Chuxia was still in a daze, the maid on the side found an opportunity to talk to her.
"Huh? Oh, I just need half a bowl of rice, so I don't need to fill a lot."
Only then did An Chuxia come back to his senses, and stood still in front of the opened chair, and the maid quickly stepped forward to push An Chuxia's chair. After sitting down, I started eating for a while before I felt the heat on my face subsided.
Soon after hearing a sound from the stairs, An Chuxia knew that it must be Han Qilu, and after condensing the complex emotions on the bottom, she pretended to eat calmly. Han Qilu quickly sat down at the table, glanced casually at the dishes on the table, and said with emotion: "My mom is really thinking about you. In the morning, I specially asked the chef to make the dishes lighter."
"Well, so I'm going to the supermarket in the evening to buy some fresh dishes and cook it myself. Thank you Mommy." An Chuxia said, looking up at Han Qilu and asking, "Are you going to the supermarket together?"
Thinking of the crowded places, Han Qilu felt a little bit reluctant, and replied almost reflexively: "No."
But then he added another sentence: "Whatever."
It should mean to go casually, right? An Chuxia lowered his head and took a bite of rice, and sighed inwardly: This young master was so arrogant before! Just go, just say something, whatever.
The two stopped talking and each ate their own food. After An Chuxia finished eating, they left a sentence: "Then I will call you when I go to the supermarket."
Seeing that Han Qilu had no response, but did not refuse, he turned upstairs. After An Chuxia walked up the stairs and couldn't see anyone, he just took a breath, it, how could I be so nervous when I saw her talking? Maybe he should see a psychiatrist another day, yes!
Every time it rains, Tyrant will always roll with mud, making himself like a stray dog. Now that the rain had stopped, Han Qilu did not go upstairs after eating, but walked out onto the lawn. The grass on the lawn has been baptized by heavy rain, and large or small jade beads are stuck on the body.
Han Qilu stepped on, wet a piece of trousers.
I knew he should go up and wear a pair of big shorts so as not to get the sweatpants wet. I think so, but he didn't go upstairs. It was far away from the villa, so he didn't bother to go back and change.
But if you walk to Batian's cabin like this, the trousers will be soaked. So he bent down and rolled up the trousers. The elasticity of the trousers of the sweatpants is better. He rolled them directly above the knees, revealing two "beautiful legs", like a farmer who has just returned from ploughing the land, and like a fisherman who just came back from the sea. Fisherman.
This lawn was designed to play golf when it was built, but Han Liuhai was busy with work and rarely had time to play golf. Even if he played golf, he invited business friends to go to a special place to play. So this Later, the lawn was left unused and was simply used for walking after dinner.
Somewhere on the lawn, Batian's hut was erected there. He saw a black tuft chasing the butterfly beside him all the way, but because he was pulled by the dog's chain, he couldn't catch the yellow butterfly alive.
Seeing it reluctantly roared towards the other side several times, Han Qilu saw this scene, smiled and clapped his hands to attract Batian's attention.
Sure enough, Ba Tian immediately looked over here and saw that the person was Han Qilu. He jumped up excitedly and wanted to rush up, but it could only bounce on the spot when it was chained.
"Ah, Master." The servant who closed the door in charge of Batian shouted in surprise after seeing Han Qilu with various tools in his hands.
"Yeah." Han Qilu stopped and nodded in response.
"I'm going to take a bath for Batian. You know that every time it rains, he likes to rush out and roll on the grass. How about I wash him before you go to Batian to play?" The servant carried a bucket. The bathing tool seemed to be quite laborious.
He originally planned to go to a warehouse not far away to get the tools by himself. Of course it would be better for this person to send them this way. He hasn't improved his relationship with his baby dog ​​Batian for a long time.
"I will take you off for a day off today. I'll take a bath for Batian." Han Qilu finished, pointing to the iron bucket in the servant's hand and said, "Just put your things there."
The young master has already spoken. There is no reason why he is a servant who can't follow. Be careful to agree to it. After carrying the bucket and putting things in the kennel, he plugged in the water pipe before leaving.
As soon as Han Qilu walked in, Ba Tian immediately rushed forward, leaving black dirt marks on Han Qilu's clothes and trousers. It seemed that his clothes could not escape the fate of being replaced.
"Okay, okay, sit here obediently, I'll take a shower for you, you see you make me black!" Han Qilu pulled Batian and squatted down in front of a small piece of concrete in front of the dog house. First picked up the water pipe and turned on the switch to spray Ba Tian, ​​Ba Tian walked back and forth a little excitedly, and stood still in place after being scolded by Han Qilu.
Ba Tian took a bath almost every other day, so apart from the mud on his body, there was no other dirt, and it was not very dirty. After rinsing the faucet, the original coat color of Ba Tian was exposed, and the wet hair hung on his body, making Ba Tian looked a lot thinner, and he seemed to have a sense of inexplicable joy.
An Chuxia originally planned to go back to write a manuscript after eating, but she accidentally ate too much, and she didn't even want to sit when she got her belly. It was uncomfortable to hold on, and it was even more uncomfortable to sit and hold.
Although she only served half a bowl of rice at first, she later let the servants fill a full bowl. At that time, Han Qilu looked at her in shock, his eyes seemed to say to her, "Are you a pig? so many"!
I was quite embarrassed at that time, I had known that I would not eat so much!
In order to digest her body first, she paced back and forth in the room, but the room was too stuffy, so she walked out of the balcony to blow the summer rain wind.
The balcony faces south. Looking to the south, you can see a winding gravel road leading directly to the big iron gate. Outside the big iron gate, several bodyguards are looking at the mobile phone in the hand of one of the servants. What fun software.
"Hahaha, comfortable?" It's too quiet here, so that a little bit of voice can be heard clearly. This voice is from Han Qilu, coming from the east. To the east is a large lawn, and to the south to the east is Batian’s hut.
An Chuxia looked over at the sound and saw Han Qilu crouching in front of Batian's cabin. Batian was covered with snow and foam, and looked like a big moving snowball.
Sometimes Han Qilu looks cold, but he is so friendly to animals. Some people say that people who are friendly to animals must not be bad in nature.
"But why do I think you are so bad?" An Chuxia held the railing with both hands and watched Han Qi record her mind.
As if noticing that a hot gaze had been staring at him, Han Qilu subconsciously looked to the second floor, just in time to see An Chuxia looking towards this side. He only felt that his back was stiff, but when he saw others he had to say hello, so he raised his hand and shouted, "Should you come over and help Batian take a bath together?"
"No." An Chuxia waved her hand for fear that Han Qilu would not be able to hear her, and turned back to the room.
Anyway, she is now a half-hearted romantic novel author, knowing that some things need to be done step by step, for example, taking Han Qilu's heart back, she can't be anxious.
Staying with him all the time, maybe the other party really treats herself as a sister.
The belly is not as full as before. An Chuxia cleared up his guilty conscience and sat down in front of the computer again.
After sitting for more than three hours, the temperature that came back from the heat after the rain gradually dropped, and the sun was no longer as hot as it was at noon. The sunlight coming in through the window seemed to sprinkle a layer of gold on the ground. On the horizon, there are clouds like fire.
Someone looked at the open door of An Chuxia for a few times, and saw An Chuxia looking over here, and quickly and respectfully asked: "Miss, you mentioned that you wanted me to take you to the supermarket in the morning. Just remind you that you are almost ready to go now."
"Well, okay, thank you." An Chuxia nodded, and the driver of the Han family also nodded quickly, turned and left.
With a slight soreness in his back, An Chuxia stretched out, and the time to look at the lower right corner was almost four o'clock. Thinking of going to the supermarket again, An Chuxia quickly changed into a simple short-sleeved short-sleeve shorts suit and took the phone and walked out of the room.
She didn't go downstairs directly, but came to Han Qilu's room on the left. The door of the room was open. An Chuxia knocked on the door, but there was no response.
"Han Qilu, aren't you inside?" An Chuxia yelled a few times before seeing anyone, so she gave up.
As soon as he went downstairs, he found that Han Qilu was sitting on the sofa in the lobby watching TV. Hearing the sound, he looked away and stood up to look at An Chuxia and said, "Can you leave now?"
It turned out to have been waiting for her here long ago.
"Ah, it's okay." An Chuxia recovered, nodded and followed Han Qilu out.
"I thought you slept until now, the driver told me you were writing. Did you bother you?" Han Qilu asked as he walked.
"No, I wrote it almost." An Chuxia replied, and then thinking of the sunflower, she asked, "Why didn't you go to play with Xiang Mankui this afternoon?"