Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

"Jiaoyang." Huangfuyan's nose felt inexplicably sore when he saw this scene. After being stunned for a moment, he touched Jiao Yang's shoulder.

Once upon a time, they also had the love and care of their relatives, but it is something they can't even imagine now.

But luckily they still have each other.

Jiaoyang didn't speak. She just lowered her head and looked at the whip in her hand. There was not much emotion in her eyes.

"Xuan Tuzi, I have long admired your name." Lu Ke took a few steps forward and saluted.

After Xuan Tuzi came to his senses, he bowed back: "Sword God, Lu Ke, I have also admired your name for a long time."

Then facing the little girl behind him, Xuan Tuzi frowned. Just now I noticed a strange aura on her body, and I was worried that my granddaughter was in danger, so I had no choice but to show up.

Now it seems that this little girl is still immature, and there is not even a trace of anger between her eyebrows. Exploring her inner strength can also reveal some of her depths, and there is no sense of danger and inability to stare at her just now.

Could it be that his feelings were wrong?

Immediately afterwards, a group of people sat together and a pile of firewood was lit in the forest.

After all, Xuan Tuzi cared about his granddaughter. Seeing that she had not seen a living person for so long, and she was obviously very interested this time, he couldn't bear to offend her.

The group of people were sitting next to each other. Jiaoyang sat next to Bi Zhi. She continued to come closer, with heavy curiosity in her eyes: "Hey, you are so good at kung fu, which sect do you come from?"

Seeing that Jiaoyang still lowered her head, and would rather look at the half-cooked roast chicken than look at her appearance, Bi Zhi was annoyed for a while, and then snatched the roast chicken from her hand.

"I asked you, just say it."

Jiaoyang glanced at her, then stood up and walked in the direction of Lu Ke to ask for help: "I have no sect, I am self-taught."

Her true love was already entangled with those two women. Jiaoyang really didn't understand why she still insisted on being entangled with her.

"You have no family or sect."

Bi Zhi suddenly raised her head and saw that Jiao Yang had already stood up and headed over there in the direction of Lu Ke.

She would rather ignore him and go find that boring gourd. Bi Zhi was so angry that she almost vomited blood.

Later, Bi Zhi, unwilling to be left alone, also stood up and went to find the three people who were "lively" together.

Over there, Lu Ke raised his head and drank the wine from the gourd jar without saying a word. From this point of view, it really looks like a boring gourd.

The posture of raising his head to drink is extremely free and unrestrained. A few strands of his dark hair are spread out and hanging down his shoulders. His Adam's apple is rolled, and his lips are stained with wine, which is crystal clear and extremely tempting to pick.

I don't know if it was because of the firelight in the night, but Jiaoyang actually saw a bit of coquettishness in this thin man's face.

She blinked, stepped forward, and handed him the wine in her hand.

Looking at the hand that suddenly appeared in front of him, Lu Ke was obviously stunned for a moment, then smiled and touched the wine in her hand.

"Thank you for what happened today." Jiaoyang came to his side, bent her knees, raised her eyes, and looked at him with a smile.

"Thank me for saving you? It's my job." Lu Ke also smiled back.

Jiao Yang, on the other hand, tilted his head and said teasingly in his eyes: "Isn't it Uncle Lu's duty to be loyal to others and just send my cousin to Tea Guest Villa? When did that include me?"

Lu Ke was stunned and glanced at her from the corner of his eyes.

Fortunately, she didn't really insist on an answer. She just made a few jokes and quickly changed the subject.

"I'm not thanking Uncle Lu for saving me, but thanking Uncle Lu for his first reaction to protect me when danger came. This can only show that you truly treat me as one of your own."

Jiaoyang looked at him with a smile, her eyelashes cast shadows in the half-light of the fire, and her eyes flickered with a luster that was as dynamic and flickering as fire.

Lu Ke was slightly startled.

After three rounds of drinking, Lu Ke was a little tipsy. It's strange to say that he has always been a restrained person in the past, but today he is indeed a little indulgent.

But even so, Lu Ke tasted good wine and did not do anything that exceeded the rules.

Jiaoyang has fallen into a deep sleep, with a silent face and a very peaceful sleeping look.

Lu Ke smiled, lowered his head, tucked a few strands of her hair behind her ears, and lay down next to her.

There were many people lying scattered on the ground, and the only one who was awake was Xuan Tuzi. He kept vigil for them all night and meditated quietly.

But given such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Jiaoyang certainly couldn't be so content.

The man who was supposed to be sleeping moved and leaned into Lu Ke's arms beside him. His long hair was spread out and pushed aside, and his soft head rested on his chest.

Jiaoyang originally wanted to tease him, but seeing the panicked look on the man who used to be Yun Danfengqing and had strong self-control, this had always been one of her bad tastes.

However, at this moment, the man who was sleeping in a daze suddenly raised his hand, and his strong arms wrapped her completely into his arms, but he did not say a word.

Jiaoyang was stunned for a moment and raised her head. At that moment she almost thought he was awake.

It's just that he had his eyes closed and his face was slightly drunk. It was obvious that what he did was just subconscious actions.

She curled her lips and was about to bury her head again. He suddenly stretched out his hand, lifted up the hem of her clothes, and stroked his fingers along the skin inside inch by inch.

Jiaoyang opened her eyes wide. This man was actually a gentleman before drinking, but after drinking, he was completely different. Fortunately, Jiaoyang accepted this well.

He turned over and pressed up again, covering her completely. An ordinary person would have screamed in fear by this time, but Jiaoyang was pinned under him and just stared at him with a smile, watching his next move.

In the silent night, almost everyone fell into a deep sleep, with only the chirping of cicadas and no one making a sound. Jiaoyang raised her head, opened her big eyes, and watched everything that happened to the man on her body after he was drunk, and did not make any announcement about anything he did.

His hand has been

Jiaoyang grasped his collar tightly, her eyes were pure and charming, like ripples in the water.

Lu Ke's other hand stretched out. Perhaps because the layer of fabric between them was in the way, he directly untied the thin belt around her waist, and after peeling it off, it fit tightly with every inch of her body. .

He still had his eyes closed, but his eyelashes were trembling violently, like young leaves struck by frost. He seemed to be trying his best to endure something, hugging her tightly: "Jiaoyang. Jiaoyang"

He caressed every inch of her body while calling her name.

His voice was trembling, and he had a refreshing and sweet smell of alcohol.

Under the night sky, in the breeze, the delicate sun was also shaking, her eyelashes were trembling, she put her arms around his waist, catered to every kiss he fell, and then met his lips.