Chapter 777: No pain!

"I don't know..." An Chuxia continued to be confused: "I don't know basketball at all, how can I understand who wins."
Han Qilu looked at her suspiciously, squinted his eyes and said, "Even if you don't understand basketball, do you always know the Arabic numbers? Can you not understand the score? Twenty-three is bigger than twenty-two, don't you know? An Chuxia , You deliberately said that you didn't know?"
When it comes to this, An Chuxia had to bite the bullet and admit: "Okay, I know. But is winning or losing that important? It's not that if you lose, you will lower him. No such thing!"
Han Qilu frowned and said, "Don't say it. I don't think it's embarrassing to lose, but I feel... I lost to Nangong Zifei, do you think I am inferior to him!"
It turns out that it's not about face-saving. After all, it's just because of her that I care about winning or losing this game.
An Chuxia really wanted to ask herself "How De and How Can".
"No." She looked at his eyes, those dark eyes were filled with the kind of troubles, An Chuxia said sincerely: "You don't need to care about this. Don't say you only lose one point, even if it is. You didn't score a goal, and I was the only one in my heart. Han Qilu, you have to believe in me and the relationship between us."
Han Qilu's eyes relaxed, a little relieved.
After all, it’s not because you don’t believe it, but because you care too much.
"Asshole! Don't worry if you don't eat, and you're still dragging our little Chuxia to eat quickly!" Jiang Yuanyuan's voice sounded from far and near.
An Chuxia looked at Han Qilu and suddenly smiled: "Babbit, go to eat!"
Han Qilu raised his eyebrows: "An Chuxia, you are so bold! What do you call me!"
The atmosphere suddenly eased, and Ba Tian's shouts in the distance continued, but the two little masters obviously had no time to play with him now.
Han Liuhai is on a business trip, so he will not be home tonight. Han Liuhai is not at home, and Han Qilu speaks and does things more casually. After dinner, he lay down in a chair like a grandfather and asked An Chuxia to help him pour a cup of yogurt.
Without waiting for An Chuxia's answer, Jiang Yuanyuan answered first: "Don't you have long feet? Let my family help you down? Go dream!"
Han Qilu looked like "Too lazy to quarrel with Jiang Yuanyuan", so he obediently got up and poured yogurt. But as soon as he got up, the servant on the side quickly put down his work, and ran to pour the yogurt in fear.
Although Jiang Yuanyuan told him to pour the yogurt by himself, how could he really let the young master pour the yogurt by himself?
Han Qilu no longer lay on the chair, and went straight to lie down on the sofa.
"A Thousand Bone Flowers" is being played on TV. Han Qilu doesn't have a good impression of this kind of bitter drama that women like to watch. He takes the remote control and wants to adjust the channel. He would rather watch the financial channel and look at the recent stock market conditions than watch such affectionate things.
However, there is one person who likes to watch it very much, that is-Ling Hanyu!
But Ling Hanyu is not the only person in the world who loves watching this kind of drama, and An Chuxia!
"Eh! What did you adjust the station for?! I want to see my superior!" An Chuxia was immediately dissatisfied, and took a few steps to grab the remote control in Han Qilu's hand and tuned it back to the mango station.
"Your noble?" Han Qilu frowned unhappily: "What is your noble? What is your noble?"
How can someone like him who only pays attention to football matches and finances knows what he is?
An Chuxia rolled his eyes, then turned to admiringly pointed at the fairy-like man on the huge TV screen and said, "Hey! That's him! Isn't he handsome?"
An Chuxia now looks like this, not to mention how idiots are. There is no drooling anymore!
It was this expression that deeply hurt a certain young master's heart.
"Change the channel! It's ugly!" Han Qilu saw that he was a man at a glance, and regardless of whether the other person was really handsome, he said directly: "Have you heard? Quick! Change! Channel!"
It’s not a day or two for An Chuxia to chase the show. He directly hugged the remote control tightly in his arms, and said firmly: "No change! I want to see your superior!"
Jiang Yuanyuan on the side was eating grapes while cheating in her heart. Her little is jealous! Still eat the jealousy of a character who does not exist in reality! This is a rare good show in a century!
Han Qilu sat up, his expression stern. He has seen a lot of nympho, and the number of people who commit against him every day can't be counted. He is already numb, but he just can't understand An Chuxia who commits nympho!
If he commits a against him, he can still accept it, but he still commits a against other men!
"I'll ask you one last time!" Han Qilu's hair seemed to burst into flames: "Are you going to change channels or not?!"
An Chuxia also insisted this time, and nothing can stop her from looking at her!
She is unwavering: "Don't change!"
Han Qilu's eyes immediately narrowed like a dangerous leopard, and the whole body exuded a frightening atmosphere.
It's like... to kill.
An Chuxia felt a little flustered, and hurriedly raised her foot and ran to Jiang Yuanyuan's side, and said coquettishly: "Mommy, look at him!"
It was finally her turn to play Jiang Yuanyuan.
Jiang Yuanyuan was very happy, but with a serious expression on her face, she said to Han Qilu: "Asshole, who are you yelling at? If you want to see another stage, go upstairs and go back to the room to watch it by yourself!"
The anger in Han Qilu's eyes gradually subsided, and he stepped forward, even with a smile on his face.
"Okay, I'll go upstairs to see. Let's go, An Chuxia, let's go upstairs together to see what you are upstairs!" Han Qilu said, suddenly stretched out his hand, bent over, and pressed one of his hands, it turned straight Resist her!
An Chuxia felt that the sky was spinning for a moment, and then she realized that she was already on Han Qilu's shoulder!
OMG! Hasn't she gained weight recently? Why Han Qilu still carried her in one hand! It's as simple as carrying a hoe!
An Chuxia reacted and quickly yelled, "Han Qilu! You let me down! Hurry up!"
Han Qilu ignored him and walked straight to the top of the stairs.
It is impossible for Han Qilu to take the initiative to put it down. An Chuxia struggled and shouted Jiang Yuanyuan: "Mommy! Save me! He is going to kill me!"
In her opinion, Han Qilu can completely kill people!
Who knew that Jiang Yuanyuan, who was still protecting her just now, didn't say a word. An Chuxia wanted to see if Jiang Yuanyuan was in a trance, but she was carried by Han Qilu and could only see the road ahead.
What she didn't know was that Jiang Yuanyuan was almost smiling now.
It’s good to carry it upstairs, it’s good to carry it upstairs!
Maybe she really wants to be a grandmother soon, maybe?
Hahahaha, if that's the case, it would be great! When An Chuxia gave birth to a little Chuxia, she can take the little guy out for walks every day and show off to those cheesy women that she has become a grandmother at such a young age. Have to envy those women!
Han Qilu kept carrying her upstairs and walked directly into his own room. The door to the room was closed, and Han Qilu had to put down An Chuxia first.
An Chuxia was not a fool either, and ran to his room as soon as he was put down. Can't she run without Han Qilu?
"Don't run! Don't run!" The anger in Han Qilu's eyes rose again, and he caught up with him a few steps before quickly putting his hand on An Chuxia's shoulder.
Being put on the shoulders, for someone like An Chuxia who has learned taekwondo, it's too easy to get the opponent! She turned around, and with the strength of Han Qilu's own hand stretched out, she directly gave him a shoulder throw.
Perhaps because of carelessness, Han Qilu was knocked to the ground by her! And it was easily felled!
This is impossible!
Han Qilu raised his head and looked at An Chuxia in disbelief.
An Chuxia was also taken aback by herself, she didn't expect that she would actually succeed. However, if Han Qilu was defensive, then she would never be able to knock him down.
In a word! Running is the best policy!
She turned her head and ran to the room. After opening the door, she was about to close, but the door was caught by something, and it didn't close!
She lowered her head and saw that something was caught! That is a hand! Han Qilu's hand!
An Chuxia was taken aback, and subconsciously opened the door and asked eagerly: "Are you okay with your hands?!"
Han Qilu showed no expression on his face, but he was caught by the door. How could it be okay?
Seeing Han Qilu not speaking, An Chuxia felt even more anxious, and took his hand to check the injury. There is a red mark around the palm of the hand, it hurts when you look at it!
"Don't worry, it's not broken, it's still connected." Han Qilu said with his eyes down, "It just hurts."
Her strength to close the door was very heavy. Han Qilu said it hurts a bit, so it must be more than "a little bit", but very painful.
Her face was full of regret, and her intestines were about to turn blue.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't expect to pinch your hand. I'm really sorry! If I had known that your hand would be pinched, I wouldn't have closed the door!" An Chuxia said and said, she was about to fall Tears come.
She finally understood what it meant to be pain in his body and pain in her heart.
Seeing An Chuxia's flustered look, he didn't want to pay attention to any anger or honor. He raised his hand, moved it decently, and said nonchalantly: "Don't cry, look, your hand is good! It really only hurts a little bit."
An Chuxia looked up at him: "Are you serious?"
"Of course! My Young Master Han is a liar? A man, if it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt!"
Han Qilu's appearance made An Chuxia feel even more uncomfortable.
Obviously it hurts, so if you hold on it, it doesn't hurt.
An Chuxia didn't expose it either, he knew that he said this to not worry about himself. She didn't ask if it was true, anyway, she asked for nothing.
After hesitating for a while, An Chuxia finally made up his mind and said: "Han Qilu, I've decided. I won't look at it anymore."