Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Having said that, looking at the slightly raised corners of the bull-headed face, Jiaoyang still knew that he actually agreed with her words in his heart.

As a man, it's no big deal.

Jiaoyang shrugged inwardly.

"Seeing how miserable your life is now, I just want to be kind to you and accept you as my younger brother."

After saying this, the bull-headed face raised an arm and put it on Jiaoyang's shoulder, with an arrogant look on her face, as if she should be so grateful for him to say such words. of.

Jiaoyang opened her eyes wide and waved the arm he put on her shoulders, not accepting his favor at all: "Are you kidding me? It's okay to be a disciple, but how can I, Sheng Jiaoyang, be someone else's younger brother? Unless I am Brother, you are my younger brother.”

The bull-faced man also suddenly widened his eyes: "You are the one who is joking, right? What is your identity? What is my identity, young master? Not to mention age, background, martial arts, and talent. If you are not inferior to me, how can you be?" What makes you the eldest brother?"

Jiaoyang stared back at him. She originally thought this guy was wise and foolish, but now it seems that he is really stupid! Can't speak at all!

After saying this, she can still agree to the favor, unless there is a ghost!

However, before Jiaoyang could overrule him, a gentle voice suddenly came from outside the teahouse box: "The matter of worshiping my seventh brother has not been approved by me in advance. How can you make a rash suggestion in front of my seventh brother? "

Jiaoyang was stunned for a moment, then her eyes suddenly lit up, and she ran over and opened the door: "Brother... eh?"

What she saw was that there were not only her brother but also several acquaintances outside the door.

And Jiaoyang thought her brother would greet her immediately after opening the door, but he didn't even look at her after entering, and just walked past her.

She didn't know if it was her imagination, but she always felt that there was a hint of unnoticeable hostility in her brother's gaze towards the bull-faced man.

The bull-headed man sat in his original position and did not move, looking at his brother with a somewhat complicated look.

"Brother!" Jiaoyang was unhappy. She pursed her red lips not willing to be ignored, and opened her arms towards Sheng Yuzhiqiu for a hug.

Sheng Yuzhi came back to his senses, looked at her quickly, held her in his arms and coaxed her for a while, and then Jiaoyang put down her pouting lips.

She curled her lips, glanced at the prince and the ugly guy next to her, and asked, "Brother, what are you doing here?"

"Let's come here, let's..." Sheng Yuzhi looked at the prince and the ugly guy and hesitated for a while.

Jiaoyang immediately became unhappy again and shouted loudly: "What? Is there anything that your closest, most trustworthy, and most lovable brother can't know?"

Sheng Yuzhi looked at her, dumbfounded.

In the end, the prince came to the rescue. He looked around and said with a half-smile, "Yu Zhi, your seventh brother's private room is a bit more luxurious than the one we just stayed in. Why don't we stay here next?" Let’s discuss the matter.”

Sheng Yuzhi was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Xiao Jingchen obviously meant something. After all, their status as a group meant that they should be provided with the best accommodation wherever they went. But when they arrived at this teahouse, it was obvious that they were treated differently. Obviously they came a few hours earlier than Sheng Jiaoyang, but the best room in this teahouse was reserved for Sheng Jiaoyang later.

But there is a saying that well-known people are afraid of meeting hooligans. Sheng Jiaoyang didn't know whether he was really stupid or pretending to be stupid. He avoided answering the questions raised in his sentence, and instead stared wide-eyed. He shouted loudly: "What is Yu Zhi's seventh brother? I have a name. My name is Sheng Jiaoyang!"

She may be the first person who dares to speak to the current prince like this.

Even the ugly guy with a sinister look next to her looked up at her, but Jiaoyang felt murderous intent inexplicably and hurriedly hid behind Sheng Yuzhi.

The prince was stunned for a moment, but just when Jiaoyang thought he was going to get angry, he laughed, "Okay, Jiaoyang."

However, Jiaoyang didn't believe that a person who could become a prince would really have such a good temper, so she curled her lips and called him a "smiling tiger" in her heart.

However, Jiaoyang looked around and saw that in this private room, the most famous No. 5 figures in the capital, whether they had ulterior motives or not, had all gathered together.

What a memorable scene! Jiaoyang felt that this scene could be recorded and used as a sign for their teahouse to attract customers!

She looked at the other four people in a good mood, the elder brother, the bull-headed face, the smiling tiger, and the ugly guy. Finally, she paused on an extra person, with the corner of her mouth raised in a delicate smile. She felt that it was not an ordinary bad thing.

So Jiaoyang pointed at Cao Qingqing, who was again dressed as a man, and complained to her brother: "Don't you have something important to discuss? Why do you let her follow a woman?"

Cao Qingqing's hand that was preparing to drink tea paused, and he looked towards her with cool eyes.

Don't tell me, such a look is really a bit imposing, and it really deserves to be the true inheritance of that ugly thing. But that ugly monster had more real bloody anger than her, and it just looked much more terrifying.

"Why, Master Sheng Qi looks down on women?" she said calmly.

"What the hell." Jiaoyang put her legs up on the table and shook them carelessly. She couldn't bear the crime, "I just look down on you."

"You" Cao Qingqing was about to draw her sword and get angry, but this time an ugly monster stopped her.

He directly reached out and held down Cao Qingqing's sword without saying a word.

Cao Qingqing looked at the ugly monster blankly, then turned around and glared at Jiaoyang.

Needless to say, Jiaoyang also knew that Cao Qingqing probably hated her to death. He had attacked her many times, only to be stopped by the ugly monster. Although Jiaoyang doesn't know what it is about this ugly creature that makes Cao Qingqing like him so much. He has a bad temper and is ugly. Is it really because of his talent?

Thinking of this, Jiaoyang couldn't help but cover her face and made two "tsk tsk" sounds.

Even so, she was still very moved in her heart. She was moved by the three people's repeated persuasion, which finally had an effect on Ugly. In his heart, his favorability for her must have increased by more than one degree. Not only would he not pursue her in public. If he kills her, he will still protect her next to Cao Qingqing.

Thinking of this, Jiaoyang gave each of the few men present a wink, except for the ugly ones.

The elder brother looked at her with a doting look on his face, the smiling tiger looked novel, and the bull-headed face had a twitching corner of his mouth. Apparently he was used to her brain's "convulsions" from time to time.

Despite this, he still couldn't escape further questioning from the naturally perceptive Smiling Tiger.

While waving the folding fan in his hand, he raised the corners of his lips and asked, "So Jiaoyang, can you tell me now why this teahouse gives you special treatment?"