Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

A twelve-year-old boy, wearing a fancy dress, with one hand on his waist and an umbrella in the other, has the appearance of a two-year-old boy who is coquettish and playful.

Sensing something, Jiao Yang opened his eyes wide, waved his hand away instantly, and took a few steps back with his body.

With a crooked hand, the umbrella almost fell to the ground.

Huangfu Yan was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes instantly, and looked at her with an aggrieved and bewildered expression: "What, what's wrong?"

"Annoying."

Jiao Yang glanced at him, then raised her chin, stretched out a thin white finger, and waved it in front of him:

"Huangfuyan, I don't care what thoughts you have in your heart right now, it's better to get rid of it as soon as possible. Let me tell you more clearly, your type, and what kind of brother and sister thing, I have been playing a lot lately Yes, I'm a little tired of playing for the time being.

So I think it's better for us to be friends. Well, we will be friends for a long time. "

Speaking of this, Jiao Yang felt that it made sense, so she nodded encouragingly for herself.

Huangfuyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, holding his head in his hands: "What?"

He approached from behind holding an umbrella, while Jiao Yang put on a thick furry cloak, and the hat covered her head, covering most of the wind and snow for her. Only the delicate and beautiful Qiongbai face of a young girl was exposed, she was beautiful without any blemish.

"Jiaoyang." The boy chased after him with an umbrella, panicking, "You are just recovering from illness, come here quickly, don't catch a cold. I will protect you, let's go back quickly."

Jiao Yang acted as if she hadn't heard, Gu Zi ran ahead, white snowflakes fell on her body, furry hat, and eyelashes

She jumped forward and fell into his eyes, forming a picture scroll by itself.

Huangfuyan's steps suddenly stopped and he paused. He clutched his chest in disbelief, as if throbbing just now.

"What, what's going on?" The young man muttered, and her back gradually became hazy in his eyes, as blurred as a layer of crystals containing water vapor.

He looked up and saw that Jiao Yang had already run far away, and he chased after him regardless of the many places. She is really like a bird just out of the cage, free and unrestrained.

The young man was silently stunned: "Uh, do you really want to play outside that much? You go back first, take care of your body, and next time, I will take you out to play again."

"Next time." Jiao Yang stopped, looked around, and laughed silently.

no more chance.

In her eyes, there will be a scene where millions of corpses will be slaughtered here in the future, and blood will flow like rivers. It was truly tragic, a hell on earth.

That's why she was so eager to keep the prosperous scenes in front of her in her heart.

The ambitions of the Yuan and Ming Dynasties have never been limited to dominating the martial arts world! What he wants is the entire country.

The last two people were detained by people from the Sheng Mansion on the street.

The two stood in front of Sheng Yi with their heads down, looking like quails when they were reprimanded.

"How many times have I told you that there is unrest outside recently, and the people of the Devil's Cult are even more eager to move."

Jiao Yang raised her head, the corners of her mouth twitched, her eyes opened watery, showing an expression of grievance.

Seeing this, Sheng Yi couldn't help but feel soft in her heart: "Jiao Yang, you and I can't manage well, I'm ashamed of your dead mother after all."

Jiao Yang lowered her head, but glanced at Huangfu Yan out of the corner of her eyes, and smiled triumphantly at him.

Huangfuyan raised his hand and made a clever gesture to her.