Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for him to take back the hand that was touching his wallet and said: "So, is this another game where you treat me and I pay the bill?"

When the bull-faced man said this, his expression was extremely calm.

Jiaoyang's eyes widened instantly, suspecting that it was a sign of the coming storm. Because she didn't react, she nodded along with what he said.

The bull-headed face had a calm look in his eyes, probably because of the desperate situation. Not only was he not angry, he even stretched out his chopsticks and took a few bites of the food in front of him. Then he looked at her and complimented in passing: "Not bad."

Jiaoyang looked at him, blinked her eyes, and then immediately rolled her eyes with a smile: "It goes without saying, otherwise, how could this flower house let me patronize it? Ningning, since you like to eat, then eat more."

Jiaoyang smiled and put vegetables into his bowl. The price of the vegetables had increased at least ten times. How could it not be delicious?

It's just that the two of them haven't been together for long. As soon as the door of the private room opened, the old madam walked in charmingly, twisting her slender waist, and winked at the young boss. She had watched this child grow up, and now he was really The longer it is, the more handsome it becomes.

The bull-faced man wiped his mouth and narrowed his eyes.

"Young Master Sheng Qi, Prince Xie, someone is looking for you two."

"Oh?" Jiao Yang stopped the chopsticks in his hand and turned around to take a look, "Who is it?"

"It's us."

The smiling tiger came over waving his fan, followed by his brother, the ugly guy, and a certain woman who hated being a follower. However, the first person who came to Jiaoyang after crossing the door was her brother.

Sheng Yuzhi held Jiaoyang's hand nervously, with a look in his eyes that seemed to be betrayed.

Jiaoyang looked puzzled, and then came an ugly voice. There was some unexpected ridicule in his voice. You must know that in the past, this ugly man always had a gloomy and cold look.

"We waited for you at the old place for a long time but didn't see you coming. We thought there was some accident. Later we found that Sheng Jiaoyang was not here either. I thought you guys were probably staying together."

The ugly monster raised the corner of his mouth and looked at the bull-headed face meaningfully.

The bull-faced man did not speak, but Cao Qingqing, whose existence had been deliberately ignored by Jiaoyang, spoke first. She glanced around and saw that the women outside were all posing, and her eyes suddenly became angry.

She ran up to Jiaoyang, her eyes as if she wanted to tear her into pieces: "Sheng Jiaoyang, you actually come to a place like this again."

Jiaoyang thought her voice was noisy and her ears were tingling, so she turned to Smiling Tiger like a gust of wind and took the fan he used to show off, keeping a distance of three feet from Cao Qingqing to prevent her saliva from splashing on his face.

"What, you just met me today? Besides, I can go wherever I like. It has nothing to do with you. Just keep an eye on your ugly face. Oh, by the way, the ugly guy you love with all your heart is so ugly, even when you are a flower Probably not a single girl in the building would like him, unlike me, who is romantic and charming."

Jiaoyang raised her head proudly.

"They think you are stupid and have a lot of money!" Cao Qingqing said sarcastically, looking down on others, "Also, don't compare His Highness Sixteenth to a playboy like you. In terms of talent, you are one of His Highness Lian. Not even a single hair can compare to it. If it weren't for His Highness insisting on getting closer to you, I wouldn't care at all whether you are dead or alive, let alone where you go. I am afraid that your evil deeds will stain His Highness's scenery. Jiyue’s eyes!”

This woman's love is truly great.

Jiaoyang commented in her heart.

While Cao Qingqing was talking, she had been squinting at the ugly guy over there, and found that he was actually indifferent to this kind of pursuit that was comparable to a fanatical fan. He still looked expressionless and cold, and he didn't react at all. So the ugly guy felt that way in his heart, so when he heard these words that made even her blush for him, he could act as calm as a ghost.

The corners of Jiaoyang's lips curled up, and then she suddenly and mysteriously leaned toward her and said, "Then do you know why the ugly guy wants to get close to me?"

As soon as she finished speaking, even the ugly guy turned around and glanced at her. Cao Qingqing was stunned and subconsciously asked: "Why?"

"Because he has discernment." Jiaoyang said frankly and winked at her, which was a metaphor that she had no discernment, but what she said was the truth, they didn't know how to discern pearls.

Cao Qingqing was stunned for a while, then cursed: "Shameless!"

The smiling tiger covered his lips and chuckled.

"What, you don't believe me? Today I will let you see my charm, young master!"

As Jiaoyang spoke, she snapped her fingers and looked at the door. Not long after, Hongluo, who was guarding the door, walked in.

She bowed in front of everyone, with a beautiful face and elegant temperament. His eyes were generally indifferent when looking at others, but when he saw Jiaoyang, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"My little girl Hongluo, I have met you all."

The few men present basically showed indifference, and the ugly guy and the smiling tiger didn't even raise their heads. Unexpectedly, even Sheng Yuzhi, who usually seems to be the most talkative and almost a good guy in Jiaoyang's opinion, is like this. Only the bull-faced man looked up to show her respect, and then moved away indifferently.

Sure enough, at the critical moment, reliability still depends on the bull-headed face.

Jiaoyang's change of heart became rapid.

"This is the oiran in this flower house." She raised her chin proudly and put her arms around Hongluo's shoulders.

The latter immediately lowered his head shyly and glared at her with an extraordinarily coquettish look. However, far from being intimidating, it was also full of temptations that were both welcoming and rejecting. His eyes were filled with only Jiaoyang.

"How about it? It's very beautiful," Jiaoyang smiled and showed it off unceremoniously, "Go to that center to dance, Hongluo, and let these high-minded adults see your dancing skills."

It didn't matter if these men didn't give her face. Anyway, she was using them as an excuse to let Hongluo take the opportunity to get a big deal.

Immediately afterwards, under Jiaoyang's force, the Niu-head-faced people stood in the corridor and barely finished watching Hongluo's dance.

The atmosphere below was unprecedentedly fanatical. Jiaoyang was shaking her fan in a happy mood. The bull-faced man also threw a large piece of gold down from the second floor to show respect to his brother.

Although she was surprised that the ox-headed face actually had something to hide, Jiaoyang still turned her head and looked at him with a smile: "How about it, Hong Luo Wu is a good dancer, aren't you very jealous of me?"

The bull-headed man glanced at her face, and then replied coldly: "It's okay."