Ann chuxia patted her head. If the driver didn't remind her, she would have thrown the bag with skirt on the car. Took the clothes to get out of the car, Han Qilu followed her and said in a low voice, "I will accompany you?"

According to the teacher's explanation after yesterday's rehearsal, I will take the clothes I need to change during the performance to the sports art museum this morning. There are empty rooms on both sides of the stage of the gymnasium. Now it has been arranged as a place to change clothes and make-up. Girls are in the room on the left while boys are in the room on the right. This can avoid embarrassment when changing clothes.

Of course, there is a special cloth compartment for changing clothes. An chuxia puts her skirt in the left room.

She wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, she nodded, "OK."

As soon as she nodded and said "OK", her hand holding the skirt was light. Han Qilu had already carried the bag in her hand, quite a gentleman.

Anchu summer squint good past, some funny said: "rare you so intimate ah."

Han Qilu, who said this, was a little unhappy. He looked at her and said, "an chuxia, don't get cheap and don't sell well. When did you see this young master mention something to others

You know, before the home is even in the most down and out time, he is also surrounded by a specially assigned baby sitter! In this way, an chuxia really felt that he had a big face.

But it's one thing to feel proud, and another to bicker.

An chuxia glanced at him and stretched out his hand: "then don't hurt you, young master. It's better for me to carry the bag. Come on, young master, give me the bag

What she said was formal and eye-catching. Han Qilu was still a little stuffy. When she said this, her eyebrows and eyes became soft: "an Chu Xia, I must owe you in my last life!"

An chuxia was about to continue talking, but Xiao mingluo's voice rang out at this time: "can you two not flirt with each other in the early morning?"

An chuxia follows the voice to look at the past, but sees the cute little man holding Xiao mingluo's hand like a little daughter-in-law, and looks at them funny.

Also said that they two flirt, they are in show love?

The cute little man originally looked like a little daughter-in-law. In a flash, he let go of Xiao mingluo's hand. He ran to an chuxia and asked, "what's in this bag? Is it the dress for the show? "

She asked, Xiao mingluo also came to the interest, came forward to ask: "early summer, you really want to go on stage?"

"Of course, I really want to be on stage." Meng Xiaonan takes the lead in answering. After losing Xiao mingluo's white eye, he turns his head and says excitedly, "show me a look?"

"Good." It's not a secret. An chuxia agreed immediately.

But as soon as she agreed, cute boy shook his head like a rattle: "no, no! Can't watch! I want to leave a little surprise for myself! "

"It's getting late." Han Qilu urged: "let's go."

An chuxia nods and says goodbye to Meng Xiaonan and Xiao mingluo for the time being, and quickly keeps up with the pace of Han Qilu.

When I entered the gymnasium, there was no one in it. Many people brought their clothes yesterday. There was no clothes hanging on the long hanger in the room. Everyone just put the clothes in their bags.

"Why don't they hang up their clothes?" An chuxia asked suspiciously.

In a flash, she saw Han Qilu's face looking at the mentally retarded, and then said: "are you really stupid or fake stupid? This hanger is not a show suit. You can hang your original clothes after changing into performance clothes. Who will show you the costumes early? "

He said this, the tone is not bad, but an chuxia heart suddenly feel bad.

She frowned and said, "I'm not stupid. I just haven't seen the world. For you, I'm no different from a village girl. "

Everyone can not look up, and even think that she is a carp leaping the dragon's gate or a sparrow changing into a Phoenix, but only Han Qilu can't!

Although those words didn't mean to look down on her, they unintentionally hurt her sensitive heart.

Put the bag in place, she turned and left, but as soon as she turned around, her wrist was held by a powerful hand.

"Early summer, I didn't mean that." Han Qilu seems a little flustered, he just did not mean to say, did not think that will hurt her.

"I know." An chuxia did not look back at him, only looked down at his toes.

She also knew that Han Qilu didn't mean to, but at the moment she was really upset. What hanger Although she used to have this kind of performance in her high school, such as the new year's party, it's not so good here. There are clothes hangers specially for hanging clothes and long dressers specially for making up.

Their school clothes are all changed in the toilet, make-up is also a 20 yuan to find a shop outside to make up, how could she know that these hangers are not used to hang performance clothes.

But these words were buried in her heart and she didn't say them. She just said three words "I know". But such an early summer, it is to make Han Qilu more nervous."I don't mean that!" Han Qilu's voice even trembled. He held an chuxia's hand tightly and said, "you just think I didn't say anything, right?"

So a person who was almost a man of honor, but said to her in a low voice, "no".

An Chu Xia's heart trembled, turned to look at Han Qilu's eyebrows. His face was full of tension and regret, which was real regret.

All of a sudden, she couldn't move her eyes.

"Not angry?" Han Qilu reached out and touched her cheek. It felt soft and cold.

He covered her cheek with both hands, and the warmth wrapped her face.

"Not angry." She nodded: "I know you don't mean that. I really don't know this hanger is used for..."

"Needless to say." Han Qilu interrupted her, put his face close and said: "don't say you don't know that this hanger is used to hang clothes. Even if you don't know what a hanger is, I will never dislike you. Do you understand? "

A man like him, who is so serious as to say casual love words, is almost extinct!

An chuxia was moved, but he snorted and said, "what do you mean you don't dislike me? I don't dislike you, who can't tell the subject from the object. "

Han Qilu's language is poor, which is a hard injury.

His face turned red: "an Chu Xia, you..."

Curse words have not yet said it, was blocked by the soft lip. He has always been forced to kiss her, but now it has become an early summer kiss him?

The skull of the great young master Han's was jammed in this moment.

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