Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

At this time, Sheng Jiaoyang really wanted to ask him, it's just a relationship, isn't it enough to have a pretty face?

At most, you can add an attractive good figure, you can't be too greedy.

But she held back.

Jiao Yang glanced at the corners of her eyes, and she had already noticed the dark shadows at the door. The corners of her lips were slightly curved, but her eyes were facing the direction of Second Young Master Jiang:

"However, there is no way to control liking someone. It has nothing to do with background, temperament, status, or appearance." Although there are no such points, the chance of being liked by her seems not too high.

"No matter how big the flaw is, it will become a lovely shining point in my eyes. Therefore, it is useless to compare the best person with him. To me, he will always be the best."

Didn't Jiao Yang listen to enough love talk in her previous life? Although I don't remember much, have you ever eaten pork but haven't seen a pig run?

Although Jiaoyang doesn't like to listen to love talk, it's easy to get bored if you listen to too much. There is still a sense of freshness and anticipation between men and women, so that they can last longer.

But she found that the men around her seem to like to hear her tell these lies, and it can also promote the sublimation of emotions at critical moments.

So it's her problem?

"So, Miss Sheng really has deep affection for your boyfriend?"

"Yes!" Jiao Yang replied proudly, and then realized that the voice was not right, and looked towards the direction of the door with round eyes.

Jiang Cheng amusedly pushed Ling who was standing at the door awkwardly and didn't want to go in.

What's going on, he can still understand Sheng Jiaoyang's childish character, since when did Ling, a big man, become so childish?

Jiang Cheng deliberately wanted to give him a hand, and he could see Ling's changes in the past few days. Authorities are obsessed, but bystanders are clear. This sentence really came true for him.

Jiang Cheng saw his intentions, Ling liked Jiaoyang, and Jiaoyang also liked Ling, this should be a happy thing for everyone.

Everyone looked in the direction of the door.

Jiao Yang was leisurely sitting on the chair with her legs folded just now, but she stood up all of a sudden.

"Ling."

She called him that again, in such a soft and gentle tone. Zuo Jiling inexplicably remembered that last evening, the touch she imprinted on his lips might not even be considered a kiss.

His breathing immediately became tense again, and he couldn't even recover from looking at her. What's the matter, they are all in their twenties, why are they still acting like a kid?

Zuo Shao has called the wind and called the rain for half his life, but he has never experienced such a moment.

Zuo Jiling was looking at her, and Sheng Jiaoyang was also looking at her, their eyes collided.

Both of them had the appearance of misfortune, they stood together very well, time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Ling pursed her thin lips, her body still had that lazy look, only she knew that the hand hidden in her pocket had been tightened.

He walked over a few steps, looked at the row of boys with different faces in front of him, didn't look at Jiao Yang, but grabbed Jiao Yang's little hand, and held his five fingers interlockingly in his own, full of possessiveness without leaving any gaps.

A group of boys got angry, Zuo Shao obviously didn't like Jiao Yang, and he didn't allow others to get close to her.

"Jiao Yang is right."

There was a lazy smirk on the corner of his mouth, which looked very charming, but full of danger.