Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

He opened his eyes instantly, his hair fell down, and he looked at her with an angry look on his face. Paired with his porcelain white and slightly red face, he really looked like a beautiful little girl. Sweetie.

Jiaoyang was stunned for a moment, then blinked at him innocently.

"You said you don't want to get entangled with me, and you asked me to help you," Baiye Liufeng lowered his head, his eyes paused for a moment when he saw her disheveled body, and then looked away, "Then you want me to How can I help you? Come directly?"

He sneered.

"I just want you to help me and relieve the coldness in my body, but I don't need you to do those things with me. So I said, it's just to this extent. You..." Jiaoyang blinked again , "Where did I go?"

Baiye Liufeng paused after hearing this, and his expression froze slightly.

"It's just that if it were someone else, it wouldn't be so troublesome, because they might refuse to cooperate. If it were Yun Tangzhi, it would be a different story."

Thinking of this, Jiaoyang started to think seriously. She originally thought that if this man was interested in her, it would be easy to get started. As a result, I stayed here like a mother-in-law for a long time and had no intention of taking action.

She might as well just go back to Yun Tangzhi and forget about it. In the worst case, she could have another romantic affair, which wouldn't be too much anyway. Sheng Jiaoyang has been traveling around the world for many years, but she still has the ability to seduce a man.

"So, are you helping or not?" Jiaoyang asked him one last time, her brows already stained with impatience. She never had much patience.

"I'll help." Baiye Liufeng said these two words almost through gritted teeth.

Both of their clothes were almost to the floor. Next, Baiye Liufeng reached out and took off the last piece of clothing on her body, her fingers still trembling slightly during the movement.

"What are you shaking now?"

Jiaoyang's smile became more and more unclear, and her consciousness was a little blurry: "I didn't expect that you are still an innocent little butterfly. But I have always been curious about why those butterflies like you so much and circle around you every day. It's because of that special feeling in you. Fragrant floral fragrance? Are you a flower essence or a butterfly essence?

Are you saying that if we accidentally make a mistake later and misfire, will the child born be a bunch of little butterflies? "

"I'm telling you, don't even think about it. Don't even think about it at all."

Baiye Liufeng snorted coldly and raised his pointed chin: "If you hadn't told me just to help you relieve your pain, I would never have agreed to it, a shameless woman like you. If you still want to play any tricks, Get rid of those dirty thoughts as soon as possible.”

Jiaoyang didn't speak, just giggled.

His palms touched her whole body, bringing her heat little by little. Gradually, it seemed as if a fire was lit in his palms, getting hotter and hotter. Their bodies were pressed together tightly, a thin layer of sweat broke out unconsciously, and mist lingered between them. It was cold just now, now it's hot.

Jiaoyang half-squinted her big, smart eyes with some contentment. Her lazy look was like a cat basking in the afternoon sun.

She bit her lower lip, feeling the man's hand caressing her body, then leaned against his chest, reached out to grab his collar, and made a slow sound.

Damn it. If the gun doesn't go off like this, then Sheng Jiaoyang will really set a new record this time.

Jiaoyang closed her eyes and her body trembled slightly.

Baiye Liufeng stopped talking and temporarily turned off his sarcastic skills.

"Are you feeling better?"

For the first time, this vicious-tongued guy's voice was actually somewhat gentle at the moment.

"It's okay, but now it's a different kind of discomfort." Jiaoyang looked at him with a smile.

Even now, this woman is still in the mood to joke. Baiye Liufeng's eyes were opened today, but for the first time, he did not choose to retaliate.

Instead, he closed his eyes, lowered his head, and began to breathe lightly or heavily. His hands were still moving, not letting go of every inch of her body, until finally Jiaoyang got closer to him, their breaths intertwined, and they looked into each other's eyes with almost no distance.

The two were silent for a while, no one said anything, and then they started kissing, the kind of kiss that seemed like heaven and earth. I heard that kissing is a way to vent your inner feelings and impulses. However, the two of them were hugging each other and kissing like this. I don't know whether it was mainly to suppress the impulse or to stimulate the impulse.

Jiaoyang nestled against his chest, panting lightly, her eyes blurred, soft and delicate. A blush appeared around the lips that had been kissed.

She had just become obsessed, and the coldness in her body had almost gone. But the most embarrassing and ambiguous moment can be said to be right now. The two of them were just one step apart, stuck there neither up nor down, unable to continue and unable to stop.

They hugged each other, their bodies close to each other, and they were silent for a long time. Baiye Liufeng finally found his voice and tried to keep his emotions as calm as possible.

"Why do you really plan to stay safe for that man for the rest of your life?"

"If I don't tell you, I won't last the rest of my life." Jiaoyang smiled slightly, meeting his eyes that rarely seemed a little warm at the moment. But that look in his eyes soon turned into one of hatred.

"Could it be that if he dies, are you going to die with him?" Baiye Liufeng kissed the corner of her lips. He didn't know whether it was for restraint or indulgence.

"Why not?" Jiaoyang said with a smile. She was originally a dying person and could leave this world at any time. Living now is just to see that man again without any regrets.

"Aren't you afraid of killing two people?" He said through gritted teeth.

Jiaoyang showed a frightened expression: "Don't scare me. I haven't heard that you can get pregnant even if you don't take off your clothes."

"Where did you think you were?"

The corner of Baiye Liufeng's mouth twitched. He seriously suspected that the reason why he always quarreled with this woman in the past was because her brain circuit was always different from that of ordinary people, and she always couldn't talk together.

"I mean me."

"What, if I die for love, will you accompany me?" Jiaoyang put back her frightened expression and smiled again, "It was clear that before, you looked like you were going to chop me up alive."

"It's all fake, you know."

He lowered his head and continued to kiss, as if he couldn't get enough.

Baiye Liufeng pulled Jiaoyang's underwear off her shoulders, but was stopped by her hands.

"What are you doing?" She looked up at him, her eyes watery.

"You know." He continued to pull the clothes down.

"You promised not to do it to the end," Jiaoyang gasped softly and was turned over and pushed down. It took him a while to remember, "No, you obviously told me not to make that idea."

"Now that we've reached this point, why don't you allow me to change my mind?"

Baiye Liufeng raised the corners of his lips slightly, "You were the one who provoked me first, so don't even think about going back on your word."

He forcibly turned her body over, took her to the bed, and held her until she died all night long.

Two chapters in one.