Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

He looked at the child beside Jiao Yang, and was stunned for a moment: "Jiao Yang, you."

Jiao Yang glanced, "What are you thinking about?"

Sheng Zheng was silent for a while, came to her, took her hand and left: "It's dangerous outside, get out of here first."

Jiao Yang was dragged by him and walked a few steps, then turned to look at him and smiled. Thinking about the three young masters of the Sheng family, each of them has a very different personality.

She shook off Sheng Zheng's hand, "What if I say, I don't want to go with you?"

The little boy who was abandoned just now also started to cry. This man wanted to snatch his sister away at the slightest disagreement: "Bad brother, bad brother!" He kept yelling.

Sheng Zheng rubbed between his brows, and finally sighed helplessly. No matter what he does outside, but he always has nothing to do when facing her:

"I was wrong before, and it was all my fault. You can punish me however you want. But you go with me first, okay?" His eyes were only begging.

Now Sheng Zheng regretted it in his heart, he knew she was not his sister, so why did they bother going around. Maybe he shouldn't have taken that obstacle into consideration, but this is what he thinks now. If it were the same as before, he might still make the same decision without knowing the truth.

But she's in a really dangerous situation right now.

Jiao Yang smiled brightly: "What if I don't go with you no matter what?"

"Jiao Yang."

"Obviously you said it yourself, if I wasn't your sister, don't say you love me, you wouldn't even care about me at all, would you?"

The corner of her mouth was full of malice.

"Now you know, I'm not your sister, why do you still come to me? Wouldn't it be nice to let me die outside? Or did you know that I might be dying, so you came here to say something hypocritically?" talk?"

"Jiao Yang!"

Sheng Zheng's eyes widened instantly, he was not a superstitious person. But now when he hears Jiao Yang talking like this, saying what he can't die without any scruples, his heart really hurts.

Regardless of her resistance, he held her in his arms, feeling her body against his chest again, and his heart felt full and satisfied like never before.

"I have been resenting, resenting God, there are so many women in the world, why did I fall in love with my sister?"

His thin lips brushed against her cheek lightly, his voice was low and hoarse, and his eyes were full of obsession.

"But now, I'm suddenly grateful to God for allowing you to meet me as Sheng Jiaoyang, and now for giving me such a delusion that I can continue to love you unscrupulously in the rest of my life."

Jiao Yang giggled in his arms: "But, what's the point of that, Sheng Zheng. I've lost interest in you a long time ago, Sheng Zheng."

Sheng Zheng's body trembled, and a deep sorrow filled his chest. Yes, the words she said that day have been haunting his mind deeply, almost becoming a lingering nightmare.

He was pained and annoyed.

In the end, Sheng Zheng just let out a smile, which was enough to confuse all living beings. It seems that he doesn't care, but the pain in the eyes of the pair of foxes can't deceive people.

"I don't have any interest in it, but I can cultivate it slowly."

"It can't be cultivated." Jiao Yang blinked and looked at him innocently.

"If you don't try, how do you know you won't be able to cultivate it?"

Sheng Zheng lowered his head, leaned over to kiss her lips, and penetrated into them little by little, his eyelashes trembling slightly, entangled with her, lingering and sentimental.