My Devil Young Master

"What? Are you very disappointed? " Han Qilu closes the computer and looks at her with a sneer.

Slowly opened her eyes, her eyes did not fall on Han Qilu, but whispered to the driver's uncle: "uncle, could you please open this window for me? It seems to be locked. "

The driver nodded respectfully and pressed a key, and the window on her side opened slowly and regularly. In the evening, the cool air poured into her neck, which made her wake up a lot.

Ann chuxia, you can't be angry with him.

"Hello! Are you listening to me? " Han Qilu's tone has been with a little anger, low roar asked her.

I saw her take back to look out of the window, slowly fell on his body, for a long time, an chuxia looked at him in a trance. He is really a very handsome boy, just like the prince in the fairy tale. It's just that my temper really stinks!

"No, I'm not lost." She replied gently, smiling. It didn't go up the volume as before. Maybe she learned to be quiet, he would not often trouble her in the future?

Besides, she was not lost. If you have something to lose, when you get to Han's home, you can call an chenchuan and say that the letter has been blown away by the wind. Just ask him what he wrote in the letter!

What's more, what can an chenchuan man with a big nerve write? It should be a challenge or something.

Looking at an Chu Xia that pair of lazy and very indifferent eyes, Han Qilu heart has no reason to be angry. What does that mean? It's very frustrating, isn't it?

Han Qilu that strange expression let an chuxia feel very confused, not answer his question? Why is still a very uncomfortable look.

"I'm really not lost." She repeated, "I can call and ask. It's OK. You don't have to feel remorse."

She understood his strange expression as self reproach Bite teeth, Han Qilu forced himself to turn his head not to look at her, or he will absolutely not help throwing her out of the car!!

Blame yourself? Ghosts will blame themselves!

The car entered the stone road through the gate of Han's house and stopped half way from the house. In front of the car stood the kind steward Han. He hurried forward to open the door for Han Qilu, and another servant standing beside Han housekeeper quickly ran to the other side to help an chuxia open the door.

She is still a little unaccustomed to this kind of treatment.

She got out of the car, and suddenly something sounded, and suddenly she got back into the car. Take a stack of books out of it.

"Miss early summer, let me do it!" Housekeeper Han came to her and took the book for her without waiting for her to speak. An chuxia had to give up and let him take it. If he doesn't let him take it, he may spend a lot of time with her here.

Walking in front of Han Qilu suddenly stopped and turned around.

His eyes were fixed on an chuxia's eyes: "an chuxia, if you dare to call and ask what is written in the letter, you will Die, die, die

This sentence Han Qilu is almost squeezed out of the teeth. I can see he's angry!

"Why?" She blinked and blinked, staring at Han Qilu.

He looked up and down at her with disdain: "because this is my young master's order! Have you forgotten? You are the maid of my young master's companion