Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Chapter 5 Seemingly ruthless but affectionate, seemingly passionate but ruthless (5)

Ling is also a big boss, and she fools around like this all day long. It's quite interesting to meet such a small nemesis, one to run away and the other to chase.

Moreover, Sheng Jiaoyang is not as annoying as she said in Lingkou before.

"No, no, Ling, did your father really sell you?" Han Shuqi blinked.

Zuo Jiling's face was a bit ugly, and he didn't refute.

"Huh?" Han Shuqi put his hands on his shoulders with a heavy face, "Since this is the case, it seems that you can't escape, so why don't you admit it, Young Master Zuo."

Zuo Jiling ignored Han Shuqi, pulled his claws away, then put both hands on Sheng Jiaoyang's shoulders, and pushed him out of the door with a dark face: "This is not where you should come."

If the news of "Young Master Zuo of the wealthy family has a bad style and leads his unmarried fiancee to have fun in the bar" reaches the ears of her old man or his father, he can guarantee that he will be stripped alive.

He really couldn't understand how his father turned his elbows out as much as possible.

"Why can't I come, I'm an adult," Jiao Yang grabbed a corner of a table on the way and refused to leave, "Why can you come but I can't?"

".Because I'm a man and you are a woman."

Jiao Yang was not happy when she heard it, the corners of her mouth were slightly curved, she was flirtatious and charming in an instant, "Who said only men can come to bars?"

"I said."

Zuo Jiling didn't care what was going on in Sheng Jiaoyang's little mind, but this guy looks like he has small arms and legs, why is it so difficult to pull? !

He thought for a while and added, "It's easy for girls to suffer when they come here." So I'm doing it for your own good.

But how much do you think, Young Master Zuo, that Sheng Jiaoyang will be taken advantage of by a pervert?

A few people stood aside with their mouths wide open, with exaggerated expressions as if they were seeing the eighth wonder of the world.

"Don't lie to me," Jiao Yang chased after her, pouted her mouth slightly, she looked so cute no matter how she looked, "Before I came here, I saw the group of women around you, why can they accompany you? Can't accompany?"

"Can you be like them?"

Zuo Jiling's head is covered with black lines. He endured it, knowing that Sheng Jiaoyang was well protected by his family since he was a child, and he didn't have the same knowledge as her.

Take a deep breath: "Since you want to stay here so much, then you should stay here."

So, for the next half hour, Zuo Jiling and Sheng Jiaoyang sat with the farthest distance between them, ignoring each other.

Occasionally, if they accidentally look at each other, they will give each other a cold snort, and then turn their heads away.

"..."

"..."

"..."

The other three people looked at each other, they felt that they were here and spent the most uncomfortable thirty minutes in history.

With girls around, Han Shuqi didn't dare to play anymore, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he stayed in the corner and looked at Jiaoyang and Ling for a while.

It's really like a pair of little friends. It's a pity that the falling flowers are intentional, but the flowing water is ruthless.

In the past, it was the most lively corner, but now it is as quiet as a chicken.

It was Jiao Yang who finally broke the silence. During this period of time, she didn't speak, but drank. A little girl drank a lot in front of a group of teenagers, Ling didn't know what to think, and she didn't stop her, and the others had no status and no reason to stop her.

The strange thing is that after drinking so much, people are not drunk.

Jiao Yang just wanted to go to the toilet.

It is said that girls are gregarious creatures who need a sense of security, and this habit even develops to the point where they need someone to accompany them when they go to the toilet.

Jiao Yang put down the wine glass, glanced at the beautiful faces with different styles in front of him, and finally picked the one that looked the most like a girl. Ling didn't look at her, she walked up to him and shook his arm: "Come with me to the bathroom, okay?"

"Me?" Han Shuqi pointed to his nose in surprise. The little girl in front of her looks obedient and soft-eyed, her lips that have just been stained with alcohol are bright red, as if she is attractive, and she cannot bear to refuse.

He rubbed his nose and stood up with a figure of about 1.8 meters. Jiao Yang realized that although he was a mother and his body was weak, he was not short.

"Let's go."

But I didn't expect that Ling also stood up for the first time, with her hands in her trouser pockets, and frowned: "I'll accompany you."

Han Shuqi is an unreliable kid, if you want him to accompany Jiaoyang, maybe he will catch eyes with some beautiful woman halfway and have a good time, so he can't care about her.

If Sheng Jiaoyang was abducted by some bad guy with malicious intentions, then he could die.

Zuo Shao, why are you acting as if you are very reliable?

Jiao Yang smiled inexplicably, just as he met his gaze, Han Shuqi suddenly intervened and pushed him down on the sofa carelessly, with a bright smile on the corner of his mouth:

"Anla Anla, I know you are worried about your precious fiancée, don't worry, the brother will definitely send her back intact, and make sure that she doesn't lose a single hair. Anyway, I happen to be going to the toilet."

He patted his chest.

"Who said that!"

Zuo Jiling quickly stared at him in denial, lowered his head to drink, didn't look at the two of them, and didn't speak again.

Han Shuqi looked at Jiaoyang with a smile, and his peach eyes unconsciously showed a flattering look, "Be good with me, Xiaojiaohua, if you are accidentally kidnapped by some strange sorghum, your boyfriend will beat me up."

Jiao Yang puffed up half of her face, she didn't know whether she was shy or deliberately confronting him, and walked in front of him with a few steps.

Huo Quci couldn't help but smile, shaking his wine glass and looking at Jiang Cheng. To be honest, it's quite interesting to watch the two sing and sing together like a play.

Ling raised her head and glared at Han Shuqi, her eyes signaled that you should not hurry up. Han Shuqi was copying the pockets of his coat with both hands, and he smiled before walking slowly.

He looked at the slender and petite figure walking in front of him, his peach-blossom eyes were slightly curved, and they were dark and unpredictable.

Sheng Jiaoyang, she wouldn't understand that Ling had always hated her. Even including himself and Jiang Cheng, they all hated her, or were jealous of her.

Jealous that she can live so simple, jealous that she has a grandfather who loves her like life, living in such a complicated world, but can live a simple and comfortable life, wantonly pursuing whatever she wants.

Unlike them, they were forced to put various labels on them from birth, and at an age before they had the ability to judge and hobbies, they had already determined the path they would take in their future life.

Rather than hating Sheng Jiaoyang, it's better to say he hates the shackles that bind him.

But now that I think about it, it seems that there is nothing wrong with liking someone.

Sheng Jiaoyang is innocent.

If it was just because of this reason that her relationship suffered an indiscriminate disaster, and she was even disgusted by the person she liked, then as a proud girl who lived in the sun since she was a child, she seemed to be quite pitiful.

"Han Shuqi, how long are you going to stay there in a daze, you don't intend to leave me here alone, and then sneak away by yourself?"

"Where you dare, where you dare."

Han Shuqi recovered from his thoughts, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he followed up resignedly.

"Paper."

"No."

Han Shuqi glanced at her, and found that she was still spreading her hands, stubbornly following him and looking at him, and everyone around looked in their direction with strange eyes.

It's like coaxing a little girl into bed, the kind where she won't pay for whoring for nothing

His face contorted for a moment, he took out a pack from his pocket, counted two and handed them to her, gritted his teeth: "Take it."

Jiao Yang withdrew her hand in satisfaction, smiling like a little fox: "You're so stingy."

Han Shuqi: "..."

So, why did he feel sorry for Sheng Jiaoyang just now?

There was a sea of ​​people in the women's toilet, and they all queued outside.

Compared with the empty men's room, Han Shuqi's pretty face froze.