Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

"My birthday."

Huo Quci glanced at her, with dark pupils, always distant and cold.

It is said that you don't reach out to hit smiling people, but whenever he sees Han Shuqi's smiling face with peach blossom eyes, he always feels extremely embarrassed.

Sheng Jiaoyang didn't give him this feeling, she could always pull in the relationship with people invisibly, and it wasn't annoying after she noticed it.

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Sure enough, that fellow Han Shuqi was getting more and more beating up. The older it gets, the stronger the skin becomes. Sure enough, one cannot get used to it when one is young.

Huo Quci's fist was a little itchy.

"Birthday?"

Jiao Yang raised her brows, recovering from admiring his beauty up close. Huo Quci's face, if it was placed in ancient times, would definitely be sought after by everyone, and it belongs to that standard oriental aesthetic. Although it's not that bad now.

Huo Quci only took one look at her, and he knew what she was up to. He lowered his head to control his selection, pretending to be indifferent: "Want to play with Ling?"

Jiao Yang nodded like pounding garlic.

"Don't even think about it." Leng Bingbing said, the boy turned and walked to the storage shelf on the other side.

Jiao Yang:? ? ?

"stop!"

Jiao Yang grabbed his sleeve, Huo Quci's mouth hooked up slightly. And Jiaoyang pulled out a pitiful expression, and the expression on that delicate and beautiful little face was very easy to switch, "You just let me go, think about it. For the sake of me being your future sibling? "

Jiao Yang blinked her eyes, waving his arm with her small hands, pretending to be innocent and acting like a baby.

Huo Quci kept his zombie face for thousands of years, and the corners of his mouth twitched suspiciously again, brother and sister?

Maybe he should re-examine this... I don't know how to describe this woman. Is she familiar? Or is it only like this when facing Ling's matter?

"No." Huo Quci refused bluntly, with a cold face.

If she wants to go, she can just go to Lingbu directly, these two are too stupid, Huo Quci turned his head away from her, and raised his neck arrogantly, he is not as unscrupulous as Han Shuqi, he vowed to die not to be a tool.

Jiao Yang's eyes widened, and the passers-by smiled inexplicably, thinking it was a quarrel between young lovers.

There are also those who secretly took a photo of the two of them, and posted it on Moments with the words: The sour smell of love, and I bowed my head to be a dog for a day.

There is a pair of eyes hidden in the dark, looking at that bright and smiling girl, she is inexplicably stunned. In his opinion, this girl is simply too beautiful. Her eyes are pure and innocent, and they ran into his chest like a newborn elk. eyelids

"You really disagree?"

Huo Quci shook his head calmly.

"I'll give you another chance, do you agree or not?!" Jiao Yang's hand wanted to pinch his arm.

Huo Quci shook his head again, no matter how many times he asked, it was impossible. It's really fun to watch her persevere, no wonder both Ling and Qi like to play with her.

At this time, Jiao Yang has already deeply suspected that the boy in front of her is actually a sultry man, and she wants to use her last trump card - pretending to cry.

The two were about to quarrel again, when a man came over, with a slender figure, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, his weak complexion made him look a little bookish, and the corners of his lips curved slightly, "Little Words, what a coincidence."

Huo Quci nodded coldly at him, and tugged on his sleeve to signal Jiaoyang to let go.

Jiao Yang turned her eyes away, and met a beautiful face that looked like a peach blossom.