Translated by newbienoona

Edited and proofread by anks

An Chuxia finally realizes why no one dares to make a sound . It turns out that the young master is sleeping!

However, is Han Qilu actually sleeping? If he isn’t, why does this boy want to change seats with her so suddenly?

A smile spreads on Meng Xiaonan’s face . “Laoda, tell him we’re willing to change seats . I have something to say to that little boy!”

An Chuxia didn’t know this boy sat next to Han Qilu, so she was confused with Xiaonan’s statement . Does Meng Xiaonan know this person? She’s unsure, but what’s she supposed to say?

“An Chuxia jie, may I call you jie? I beg you to change seats with me!” The boy sees her hesitant gaze . He turns red as he tries to implore her unwillingness to change . “Please, please!”

“(=_=) Fine, I’ll switch seats with you . Where are you seated?” She stands up helplessly as the bus takes off on the road .

“Thank you,, An Chuxia jie . You’re such a wonderful person!” The boy says . “I’m sitting… there . ”

“Thank you,, An Chuxia jie . You’re such a wonderful person!” The boy says . “I’m sitting… there . ”

An Chuxia looks at the direction the boy points, and it lands on the sleeping Han Qilu . An Chuxia looks at the boy again . His red eyes haven’t recovered . If she thinks on her feet, she can a.s.sume Han Qilu definitely forced him to change seats .

Suddenly, she doesn’t want to change seats . However, she’s already agreed to the arrangement .

“I know . ” An Chuxia nods as she slaps Meng Xiaonan’s hand who is laughing . Chuxia heads over to where Han Qilu sits, and slides her behind next to his .

“When does a grown man cry? Also, don’t be offended by other people’s jokes!” An Chuxia hears Meng Xiaonan scold the boy who exchanged seats with her .

“Hey– . ” An Chuxia shakes her head helplessly . She grabs a snack bag, breaks the seal and starts eating .

“Hey– . ” An Chuxia shakes her head helplessly . She grabs a snack bag, breaks the seal and starts eating .

“Hey, can you chew quietly?” Han Qilu frowns and opens his eyes in displeasure .

Humph! AN Chuxia snorts internally and doesn’t look his way . Instead, she exaggerates her chewing .

“Yah, An Chuxia, do you want to die?” Han Qilu says in anger . The blue veins on his neck bulge violently .

Here comes the violent version of Han Qilu .  =_= .

For a moment, she stops chewing and brings her face close to his .

“What are you doing?” Han Qilu suddenly looks like he’s about to vomit . His cheeks turn red . And although she doesn’t want to admit it, it’s tempting (to mess with him)!

For a moment, she stops chewing and brings her face close to his .

“What are you doing?” Han Qilu suddenly looks like he’s about to vomit . His cheeks turn red . And although she doesn’t want to admit it, it’s tempting (to mess with him)!

“Don’t show any violence . Otherwise, I won’t be able to stop myself from doing something . ” An Chuxia spits back what Han Qilu said to her earlier that morning, word-for-word . Then, she couldn’t help but laugh .

“It seems like you really want to court death . ” Han Qilu’s voice is low, and his face turns green .

“Do you really hate that small box?” An Chuxia frowns, puzzled . “I didn’t throw it away, and this made you really upset . I don’t know why you’re so angry when you don’t even care about me?”