Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Jiaoyang smiled. With her temperament of fearing chaos in the world, she would be the first to take action. She stretched out her arms, wrapped her arms around the boy's neck, leaned in, lightly touched his lips, and left him as soon as he touched them.

The young man's lips instantly pursed tightly, "Jiaoyang."

He looked at her, and something seemed to rise in his eyes, but he was restraining something.

This feeling was really amazing, it was his first time trying it. They even met for the first time today.

"Zhai Li." Jiaoyang smiled, saying his name softly, syllable by syllable.

With her eyelashes drooping, she looked like a dark elf, "I feel like I like you a little bit."

She placed a kiss on her fingers and gently wiped the corners of his mouth with her fingertips.

He looked at her and felt that he had become very strange, as if something had been passed through his body, making him numb and soft. He pushed her down instinctively, as if he had lost all five senses, and Jiaoyang seemed to say something in his ear.

But he couldn't hear or see anymore. Something gradually exploded in his mind. Kisses fell on her one after another, showing madness.

Gradually, only each other’s voices remain in my ears

It seemed to be raining outside the window. The rain came one after another, with the sound of branches scraping, and "cracking" violently on the windows. The heavy rain invaded every corner, and each one was very urgent and heavy, with eight The momentum of the rainy season at the beginning of the month.

The heavy rain continued until late at night, until sunrise and dawn.

Lu Tingwan discovered something.

Recently, the pampered little canary I raised seems to be obsessed with the guitar.

Almost every time he came to the manor to find her, without exception, she would hold a guitar in her arms and play and sing quietly.

"Why have you fallen in love with playing the guitar recently?" Lu Ting smiled, put the small cake in his hand on the table, and held her hand on the guitar.

He was really puzzled.

Lu Tingwan always thought that for a little girl like Jiaoyang, it would be most appropriate for her hands to be placed on the piano. Then there is classical music, pipa and guzheng.

But I didn't expect that she would like something with pop elements or even rock. Is there really a certain age gap between him and her, and he doesn't understand what young people of their generation like, so is there a generation gap?

No, we cannot submit to old age. Ah, he's not old yet.

Lu Ting looked at her and smiled, his expression unchanged, and he couldn't tell what the man was muttering in his heart.

He bent down and let Jiaoyang's serious practicing face look at him: "If you really like it, I will ask someone to find the master and make one custom-made for you."

"No," Jiaoyang puffed up her face and refused decisively, "I finally got good at using this one. If you don't understand this, don't make random opinions, Mr. Lu."

Lu Tingwan's mouth twitched. Good guy, he obviously has good intentions.

After spending these days together, this little girl jumped on top of his head again and again, but he had no intention of having an attack. He felt that his temper was too good.

"Okay, then it will be as you wish."

He walked to the coffee table over there, put down the car keys and cigarettes in his pocket, and asked her casually before going upstairs: "But why do you suddenly like playing guitar?"

"It's not like I suddenly like it, I just don't know how to do it, so I want to practice it. After all, there is no end to learning."

"Have you met any new friends on the crew?" Lu Tingwan raised his eyebrows and turned around.

"Yes," Jiaoyang held her chin, blinked her eyes and thought for a while, then smiled with a dazzling smile, "He is a very close friend."

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