She couldn't believe it, so the gentle, beautiful and kind mother left her forever.
"Hey! Are you proud of it now?" A voice that didn't carry any temperature sounded from the ear, and the warmth of his exhalation was sore. Then one hand was placed heavily on her shoulder.
An early summer sighed in my heart, this Korean young master seems to be too childish.
The scene a few hours ago flashed in her mind...
"Seven recorded, after the early summer is your sister, you have to take care of her." Han Qilu's mother Jiang Yuanyuan squatted on the shoulders of An Xia, one hand rushed over and was preparing to go to the room.
Han Hearing, Han Qi recorded a stiff body and slowly turned around and began to look up and down the savior of their old man. This woman's long eyebrows are not the best, but it always feels like there is a feeling of peace that has never been seen before. In particular, her clear eyes seem to be as clean as a water, without impurities.
But he will not be confused by her seemingly pure appearance. To know, her mother was struggling to save his father's life with his own life. It is said that her mother is the late stage of cancer, is the person who will die, so the organ counts, should just think that her baby daughter can enter the door of the Korean family?
Really a vicious woman!
The one he hates most is the people in the city.
In the early summer, An Xia also looked at Han Jilu in front of him. At first glance, it was like a bad boy. One hand was inserted in the trouser pocket and the other hand was holding a black jacket on his shoulder. I heard that the Korean family was arrogant and arrogant. I really saw his infatuation at the first sight.
But after thinking about it, she is now living in the Korean family. She can’t be so hostile to the only son of their family. She can only pull out a smile and say something kindly: “Hello, my name is An Xixia, and I would like to ask more in the future. !"
"Disgusting!" Who knows that the other party has said so shamelessly that the two words are so sloppy.
Without waiting for the reaction of An Xia in the early summer, Jiang Yuanyuan has been gasped. A akimbo, like a dominatrix, pointed to Han Qilu: "Why are you so rude to your sister? I am not apologizing to you!"
At this time, what can you say in early summer?
She wants to cut off his neck directly in the past, but the aunt has said so, she does not know her is not right.
"It's okay, Auntie. The young master may be in a bad mood today." There was an unnatural smile on his face, and it seemed that the eyes of Han Qilu seemed to be more unfriendly.
But she doesn't care.
"I am sorry, early summer, but you don't have to call him.
Master, call him a name or a brother. Jiang Yuanyuan smiled and turned his head and immediately changed his stern expression: "You gave me upstairs back to the room and thought about it!" You should not eat this evening! ”
Seeing the last resentful look of Han Qilu, An Xia had a very ominous premonition.
However, she really did not think that at 10 o'clock, this kid is running her room at this time to do something?