Chapter 672: Han Qilu, let me go

Every time Han Qilu kept staring at her, she had a feeling of rapid heartbeat.
"I like to see you." Han Qilu said so, with a sudden force in his hand, he hugged her into his arms.
An Chuxia only heard the voice of Han Qilu above her head and said, "I just want to look at you like this, always look at you."
At this moment, the dry trees on the sidewalk seemed to be re-growing new branches, and a young couple occasionally walked by. Looking at them, they couldn't help but recall how they looked when they were not married.
It's so sweet too.
An Chuxia's mouth was bent involuntarily, but her arm suddenly exerted force and pushed Han Qilu away.
She smiled: "I'll be late before I leave."
Han Qilu also laughed. This smile was different from the smiles he had to others before. In his eyes and heart, it was all gentle, only gentle to An Chuxia.
"You girl, do you know how many people want a hug from your lord?" Han Qilu put an arm around her shoulder, domineering and domineering.
He will never let her leave his side again, never.
"I know." An Chuxia nodded seriously: "I guess it can fill the entire basketball club."
Seeing her so serious, Han Qilu also raised his eyebrows. After thinking for a while, he shook his head and said, "No, it can almost fill Stellan."
"Arrogant!" An Chuxia rolled his eyes.
She said so, she was actually very clear in her heart that Han Qilu was telling the truth. Han's prospective heir is not only rich, but also handsome. For these two points, a normal person will be excited.
Han Qilu didn't respond to An Chuxia's disdain, but he put his arms around her to meet with a little bit stronger.
"An Chuxia, shall we go back by car?"
An Chuxia walked forward sternly: "The bus just passed by."
"Taxi." Han Qilu said with a sharp glance.
"When there is a taxi, it's time to go to class. There are no taxis on this road." An Chuxia couldn't help rolling his eyes.
The two walked a little further, but fortunately the weather started to turn cold, otherwise they would have to sweat. But even when it was cold, An Chuxia's face turned red from walking, like clouds in the sky.
Han Qilu's footsteps suddenly stopped again, and a BYD passed by. An Chuxia saw the regret written in his eyes-at that time, he shouldn't have fun walking without car.
"Let's go, young master!" An Chuxia took the initiative to reach out and took Han Qilu's arm.
Han Qilu was stunned for a second, and then said without even picking his eyebrows: "An Chuxia, I can't walk anymore. You have to carry me."
An early summer was happy, this scene, many years later, I think it will feel amused.
"Young Master, your weight mustn't squash me down? Stop it." An Chuxia smiled and showed her neat white teeth, with a slight smile under her eyes.
This smile was very helpful, Han Qilu raised his hand and bent his waist, and even directly carried her on his shoulders.
The sudden turn of the world made An Chuxia couldn't help closing her eyes, and when she recovered, Han Qilu was already running wild on her back. Even the passing truck driver couldn't help but glance at the sidewalk.
"Han Qilu, let me go!" An Chuxia stretched out her hand and slapped Han Qilu's back vigorously. Young Master Han was not afraid of pain at all, and the speed of her rush was unabated.
The feeling of being carried is actually very uncomfortable. Unlike the heroine in a TV series, being carried by the hero is just shy. In fact...