Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

He looked at the thing in his hand, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became brighter.

Shi Ling has always been a player in the circle, but externally she prides herself on being aloof, ascetic, and accommodating.

He is still young, playful and likes to enjoy himself. So he usually only lets the women around him take medicine. I don't care if this thing does any harm to the body.

As for Sheng Jiaoyang, she had been eating these before he had a relationship with her. That day, when he watched Jiaoyang get up from his side, fumble for the water glass, mix it with water and swallow it, he suddenly had an idea in his heart.

A plan to be implemented. An idea that would make her willingly leave Lu Tingwan and follow him wholeheartedly.

Women are all like that. Look at Zhai Wen now. She used to be such a noble and dazzling woman in the entertainment industry, with a personality like a queen. It was a bit interesting before, but now it's like a dog-skin plaster that can't be shaken off no matter how hard it is.

No matter how wild-tempered a woman is, as long as she has a bond, she will still be unable to leave the man who gave her the bond.

So one time, he tampered with her medicine. The real medicine in her bag for emergencies was replaced with counterfeit medicine in the exact same packaging.

Shi Ling smiled and slowly placed the medicine in her hand on her heart.

He felt that he must be crazy. He thought so much that he snatched her away from Lu Tingwan, made her throw away everything about that man, and then stayed by his side willingly.

This thought becomes more urgent the next day with every day it is endured. It was like a fire was burning in his body, and then it burned more and more intensely. It was so itchy that it almost burned him out. That's why he was forced to come up with such a method.

After a few more tries, he didn't believe that Jiaoyang wouldn't be pregnant with his child.

He was looking forward to that day very much

Thinking of this, Shi Ling smiled and sent a message to the girl: Wait for me after the crew finishes filming tomorrow.

With a "ding dong" sound, Jiaoyang's cell phone rang, interrupting her playing and singing.

Jiaoyang put down her guitar, lowered her head and saw the message sent on her phone. She frowned and complained: "It's really troublesome. My time to go home tomorrow may be delayed."

Lu Tingwan was still looking at her with a smile, and the expression on his face did not change at all because she stopped singing. To be precise, he was actually looking at the person, not her song.

"How about I go talk to Director Cheng and don't tire yourself out by doing anything?"

"don't want."

Jiaoyang refused directly, collapsed on the sofa, and calmly responded to the message in front of Lu Tingwan.

"After all, it's my first time filming a movie. I can't let the crew say that Sheng Jiaoyang is arrogant and has the reputation of being a big star because of the capital behind him and the favor of his backers, right?"

Jiaoyang only replied with one word: OK.

Lu Tingwan watched her face fall on the sofa, her face bulging out softly and white, like a soft bun, very cute.

He smiled and leaned forward to kiss her cheek.

At this time, Jiaoyang finished replying to the text message and naturally turned off the phone screen. She raised her head, and the man's red lips fell on her lips.

Both of them were stunned to varying degrees. The moment their eyes collided, Lu Tingwan's eyes gradually became heavier and darker, filled with desire. At that moment, it was as if the thunder from the sky had caught the fire on the earth.

Lu Ting came over, kissed her lips, and came into close contact with her.

Then, he directly pressed her on the sofa.