Master Devil Don't Kiss Me Chapter 147-148

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Translated, edited ,and proofread by newbienoona

It's a different level of sweetness!!! She knew laoda was taken in by a wealthy family, the Hans… Despite covering her mouth, she can't help the words that escape. "Oh my G.o.d!"

"You're one of Chuxia's good friends. My name's Han Qilu. I'm Chuxia's fiancé. Please take care of me." He bows to her like a gentleman, without a hint of coldness.

He definitely phrased his greeting intentionally! Chuxia clenches her teeth, trying her best not to rush over and shred him to a million pieces. He knows she doesn't want their relations.h.i.+p made public, but letting Xiaonan know all of a sudden… b.a.s.t.a.r.d!

Meng Xiaonan basks in his warmth. She's actually conversed with laoda's boss! From this moment on, this must be made secret.

"I have to take care of some business. Next time, I'll come back to visit you. Bye bye!" An Chuxia programs her number in Meng Xiaonan's cell phone before s.n.a.t.c.hing the mineral water from Han Qilu, and pulling him away, running.

As Meng Xiaonan looks at their disappearing backs, she wakes up from her dream. "Laoda, I forgot to tell you something!!!" She wanted to tell them she's attending Stein Royal College next week!

But Chuxia left so quickly, she didn't hear her. Forget it! She just has to wait for Monday for her surprise!~

"Oh, were you hoping the rich fiancé would take care of you, too?" Tang Kayi taunts. She takes a step and pa.s.ses her, deliberately b.u.mping her. Meng Xiaonan stands in front of Tang Kayi. The fox's scolding is outrageous!

Meng Xiaonan tries to regain her composure before spitting back, "Tang Kayi, drop this c.r.a.p. What has she done to you? I really don't want to stir up trouble before transferring schools. Excuse me as I abandon you!"

In Meng Xiaonan's eyes, An Chuxia is a G.o.d among mortals. She will take the heat from the princ.i.p.al and would fight the streets to protect her people. Many would save a month's worth of their breakfasts to buy her a birthday present. Even if the wealthy wouldn't pay attention to her, she wouldn't complain! She is truly magnanimous!

Xiaonan stomps her feet as she stares at Tang Kayi's direction. Then, she turns to leave.

Chuxia empties her water bottle as she suppresses the urge to interrogate Qilu.

"If you're upset, speak up. Don't take your anger out on the water. That water is scarce." She shoots him a look. He replies in ill-humor, "I just wanted to say I am your fiancé. Are you mortified?"

Mortified? She does feel mortified! Lost in the Atlantic Ocean mortified!

"Why? Aren't you mortified? Who are you? Didn't you say we'll lose face by revealing this information? Ahahahaha… ." She turns her back to her conscience as the words leave her mouth. She wishes she could bite her own tongue.

Han Qilu gazes at her from head to toe with his red phoenix eyes. "Let's go eat." It takes one to know that her statement holds no truth. He simply won't lower himself to her level!

"Chuxia?" A familiar but unfamiliar sound resonates. She looks back… .

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Chuxia is surprised when she sees the familiar figure. She stiffens.

It can't be… f.u.xing High's Nian Qingyou? He used to block her way to school everyday, causing her to run late on a daily basis.

It became an impulse for her to run the moment she sees him. But this time, she suppresses the urge. Why should she run? It's not like she's a thief.

"Chuxia! It's really you! Do you… remember me?" He is handsome. His white s.h.i.+rt contrasts Qilu's black. While both men are attractive, Qingyou doesn't possess Qilu's domineering personality. However, Qingyou doesn't pay attention to Qilu standing next to her. His eyes s.h.i.+ne brightly on Chuxia.

It takes a discerning eye to see boys are interested in her. But comparing the surprise and joy of the male student, Chuxia acts indifferent. "I remember, Nian Qingyou!"

The apprehension in Qilu's eyes disappear the moment he hears her response. He stays next to her without disregard. The blue vein, including the one on his forehead, jumps, showing his bad disposition. He is almost at the edge of that storm.

"You actually remember me!" Excitement courses though the boy, so much so, he sheds tears.

How hypocritical can you be, Nian Qingyou? An Chuxia dislikes him so much she shedded tears upon sight of him. The last time they met, she refused the milk tea he offered. So, he sat next to her, crying, until she accepted the cup "filled with love".

Qilu doesn't hold Chuxia back when she takes a step toward Nian Qingyou. However, sher first reaction is to turn around and face Han Qilu.

Qilu calmly looks up into the sky at a forty-five degree angle before taking a deep breath, and then… .

Pow! A crisp slap resounds through the alley. An Chuxia freezes on the spot. She closed her eyes thinking Qilu was raising his hand to hit her. She expected to feel pain when she opens her eyes. Instead, she sees Nian Qingyou's swollen face.

Clearly, Han Qilu's slap is a gift to Nian Qingyou. He can see she is scared in the student's presence, but the boy doesn't let her go. The student seemed to forget to swallow. Why did he hit him?

"Let go of her hand. Otherwise… I'll stomp on it!" Han Qilu squats like a wolf to scare him. An Chuxia is so popular, not only do female students hug her, but male students as well!… Has she been hugged by this individual? The thought sets an unfamiliar fire in his chest. The flame is so big, he wants to choke this man to death!

Subconsciously, Han Qilu is taking liberty with Nian Qingyou, thinking the boy fancies Chuxia. "What do you want to do?" The rogue.

Nian Qinyou raises an eyebrow, leering. "Can't I not b.u.mp her? Who are you to her?"

An Chuxia's thoughts are akin to paste: chaotic and a mess. Being protected after all that sorrow and death renders her speechless.