Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

After finishing speaking, Bai Shuangshuang took out the dagger she had just used to deal with the bandits, and was about to stab her in the heart.

Chu Lianjue glanced at Jiaoyang, looked at the dagger, folded his arms, and didn't move.

"Say-" The dagger was knocked to the ground by the stone, Huangfuyan clutched his chest, almost frightened out of his wits, and gratefully glanced at Lu Ke who had struck out.

"Young Master." They cried with tears in their eyes, knocking their heads on the ground, "I beg you to take me in!"

"This, this, this"

Huangfuyan rubbed his temples, with a troubled expression on his face, thinking how he would get them away.

"Let them come up." Jiao Yang said lightly, but closed his eyes, as if taking a nap, "Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

"Jiaoyang!"

Huangfuyan opened his eyes wide and looked back at her in disbelief, how could she...

Lu Ke froze for a moment, frowned, and looked at her with complicated eyes.

"Thank you, young master!" Seeing that the young master did not refute, the two of them were overjoyed, and both entered.

So in the days that followed, Jiaoyang and Huangfuyan also started a cold war.

She often saw one of the women serve him vegetables at the dining table, and another woman wiped his sweat during sword practice.

On this day, Jiao Yang sat down on a tree and looked at the stars alone.

[Host, what are your plans? 】The system is once again confused,【If this continues, your good cousin will be snatched away. 】

[Take it away, take it away, anyway, I said it four years ago, I'm tired of playing with brothers and sisters. Besides. He is too clingy, if I don't get rid of him for a while, how can I have a chance to get close to others? 】

Seeing the footsteps not far away, the corners of Jiao Yang's lips curled slightly.

System: [...OK. 】

"Are you sad?" A black shadow came down, and the boy appeared beside her, looked up at the night sky with her, and asked her silently.

"Sad?" Jiao Yang blinked her eyes, turned her head to look at him, what she could see was the delicate and thin side face of the young man, with layers of deep red at the end of her eyes, "Why should I be sad?"

It seems that it is purely doubtful, and it just falls into the ears of others, and it becomes stubborn and sophistry.

"It's a lie, but it's true," Chu Lianjue looked at her, narrowing his eyes, "You seem to have been acting like you hate me from the beginning, and you won't tell me the truth. I should have thought about it."

Jiao Yang was slightly stunned, watching him turn and walk away, with his back to her: "Today, just pretend that I don't know why."

She subconsciously grabbed his hand from behind. He was really too skinny, even his hands, which felt slightly awkward to the touch.

His body trembled and he lowered his eyes.

"Don't you hate me? From the very beginning, I've always acted as if I'm a thousand miles away. Of course I'm afraid," Jiao Yang blinked and looked at him suspiciously, "But now it seems that you don't Hate me. Why is that?"

"Let go, let go."

Chu Lianjue broke free from her hand, glanced at her coldly, then hid his hands behind his back, heaving a barely noticeable sigh of relief.

"It's because Huangfuyan is ignoring you now that you came to talk to me."

"Huh?" Jiao Yang's mouth twitched, "Didn't you come to find me?"

But he didn't seem to be able to hear her voice, so he lowered his head and said to himself: "Actually, Huangfuyan is pretending, he cares about you more than anyone else in his heart. Now he seems to be intimate with those two women, In fact, he only did this on purpose when you were around. He was just playing with you, or, on the other hand, he was testing you."