Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

"You'll always be by my side, won't you?" he asked.

Jiao Yang smiled, as if she had already expected such a question, or was used to being asked her such a question. She pushed a strand of hair behind her ear, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

This is a very ambiguous statement. It can be understood as: I love you so much, of course I won’t leave you; it can also be understood as, how can she stay with only one man for the rest of her life, such a boring life, no amount of delicious cake can save it .

Jiao Yang expressed the second type. However, men who stay in the love trap will often automatically make up the first type.

Ling's heart froze, as if something had awakened in his chest, and it was getting hotter and hotter.

He threw Jiaoyang down, and kissed her delicately.

Jiao Yang kept the bowl from falling down, and pressed his hairy head that kept rubbing against her body, "Are you crazy?"

He still has wounds on his body, and it must be torn open again now.

Ling stopped, imitating her appearance, tilted her head, her eyes were innocent: "You seduced me first."

"I don't have it." Jiao Yang opened her eyes wide, more innocent than him.

The two looked at each other for a while, Ling was the first to lose the battle, turned over and lay beside her, muttering: "I'll let you go today, and I'll take care of you sooner or later when my wound recovers. "

Jiao Yang got up and smiled.

Unknowingly, it was midnight, Ling was exhausted all day, and she was the first to fall asleep in her safe environment. When I woke up the next day, looking at the white ceiling above my head, my mind slowed down for a moment, and then I quickly projected it.

Aw. It turns out that he was injured yesterday and is now in the hospital.

As soon as Zuo Jiling stretched out his hand, he touched something warm and comfortable. He turned his head and looked over, Jiaoyang's head was leaning on the side of his bed, maybe the air conditioner was a little cold in the middle of the night, so he pulled his quilt over a small corner and covered herself, poor Xixi.

Ling smiled, and was about to spread some quilt for her, when she just stretched out her hand, Jiao Yang suddenly opened her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, with a coquettish and demonic look.

In an instant, a few strands of hair on the forehead were blown up, and the two looked at each other.

All the atmosphere was just right. At this time, there was a coughing sound from the door.

"Ahem, cough, originally I heard that my uncle was injured. As a nephew, I came to visit out of filial piety. It turned out that my uncle is worthy of being an uncle. He was accompanied by a beautiful sister early in the morning. After all, I paid by mistake."

Both of them were taken aback, and turned their eyes to the door. A small figure stood there, wearing a small suit and black sunglasses, with delicate features and a big man. He was also holding a huge bouquet that didn't match his size.

It's a rose.

Jiao Yang was rubbing her chin wondering why someone would visit a patient and give roses, Zuo Xiaoye was delighted: "Sister Fairy!"

Sa Yazi ran over here, offered roses to her hand, and dropped a kiss on the back of Jiao Yang's hand, like a little gentleman: "You fascinate me even more than last time."

This is not to see him, it is clearly to see his "Sister Immortal".

Zuo Jiling was speechless, while Jiaoyang was overjoyed. This is a little kid who came out of nowhere, so funny.

Jiaoyang likes others to praise her for being good-looking, because she is a beauty controler, she is beautiful in heart, smart and witty, nothing is as real as saying "You are so good-looking".

And the system was stunned: Host, are you so insane that you won't even let a seven or eight year old child go? !