Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Don’t guess at the brain circuitry of mental illness.

Maybe he is holding your hand with a smile, a look of innocence and harmlessness on his face, but what he is thinking about is how to break off each of your fingers, break them bit by bit with a hammer, anyway, all kinds of things Bloody and horrific scenes.

Forestlin observed Jiaoyang and smiled at her with his eyes bent.

Jiaoyang was also observing Fu Leistlin, raised the corners of her lips, and smiled at him.

Shi Lingwen frowned, looked at the hands the two were still holding, walked forward, and stopped Jiaoyang behind him: "That's almost it."

"Ah ha? Are you jealous, Xiaowen? We've known you for so long, why didn't I realize before that you still like jealous men so much?"

Forrest cast his eyes on Jiaoyang's face again and grinned his lips with interest.

His gaze was like a radar scanning her body carefully from top to bottom, making him feel increasingly itchy and unbearable, making him feel hot and ready to move.

He widened his eyes, put his nose to smell it, and stared at her big bright eyes, almost obsessed with it, wishing to dig it out on the spot.

collectibles, collectibles.

This little girl is covered in collectibles.

The tip of his tongue gradually became dry, and Fu Leistlin leaned forward, accurately avoiding the rude Qiao Yin, and put his arm on Sriya'an's shoulder.

He was a little incoherent: "Aha ~ Sriyan, tell me what this cute little sweetheart tastes like, it must taste delicious, right?"

It seems to be without any rules, but it's actually a secret code exchange between perverts.

The content of the secret code is: Let's unite and kill her, the flesh on her body belongs to you, and the rest belongs to me.

Jiaoyang knew enough about these psychopaths to read the meaning behind his words, and said in a playful and ambiguous manner: "There will be more delicious times."

Forester's body froze, and his eyes turned to her stiffly. He suddenly realized that the woman in front of him was of the same kind, and it might be more troublesome to kill him like this.

And isn't it ungentlemanly to attack such a cute girl directly?

The most distressing thing is that if he waits until she dies naturally, it may take a long time before he can get the collection from her.

The blond boy with blue eyes puffed up his face and sighed regretfully. Then he suddenly thought of something, and his eyes suddenly lit up again. In this case, he would just keep staring at her.

Staring at her to see when she would die, he immediately rushed to clean up for her.

It’s okay to make the best use of everything, right?

After thinking about this and realizing that they would all be on the same road in the future, Fu Leistlin nodded with satisfaction. He wished he could immediately take out the three cold-light scalpels from his arms and be ready at all times.

After thinking about all this, Fu Leistlin turned his attention to Jiaoyang, who was as hungry as a wolf and a tiger.

His eyes did not miss every inch of her body, and he had already calculated every direction and precise incision in his heart, how to keep the items as fresh and complete as possible when they were dug out, and then carefully carved them into works of art.

With such a look in his eyes, even if Shi Lingwen wasn't a pervert, he could tell that Jiaoyang was being targeted by this guy.

He frowned, his eyes threatening: "If you dare to mess around, I will never let you go."

"Don't mess around, don't mess around." Fu Leistlin waved his hands repeatedly, with a wrinkled expression as if he didn't understand how Shi Lingwen could say such a thing, "This little sweetheart is so cute, how can I bear to treat her What to do? At least I won't mess around until the little sweetie dies."

The underlying meaning is not necessarily after death.

Why do these words seem to be cursing people to death?

When Shi Lingwen wanted to say something else, Sriyaan, who was always smiling next to him, spoke. His mysterious green eyes looked at Jiaoyang with a cool light.

"You scared this beautiful oriental girl, Lin."

"Really?" The blond-haired, blue-eyed boy smacked his lips, "Obviously I said it so enthusiastically."

Qiao Yin glanced at him, then looked at Jiaoyang, and sneered.

It was indeed passionate, so passionate that he wished she would die quickly.

Jiaoyang tilted her head and looked at the three people in front of her with interest.

God not only gave them souls comparable to evil spirits, but in contrast, they were given a good skin like an angel.

Based on their looks alone, I really want to fall in love with them. But it's a pity that she stopped dating perverted men with psychological problems as early as 800 years ago.

Sriya'an stepped up to her, his fingertips brushed through the long, light golden hair beside her ears, tucked the hair behind her ears, and then rolled it up casually.

Every move and every move exudes aristocratic elegance.

"We just watched your performance, it was really exciting."

The man bent towards her, with a charming smile on his lips as always. It was rumored in Mosgadu that you must not look at this person for more than 0.3 seconds, otherwise you will fall easily, regardless of whether you are a man or a woman.

"She is a woman worthy of admiration."

The corners of Jiaoyang's lips curled up: "So do I have any reward?"

The smile on the man's lips deepened, and the feeling he gave people was as unfathomable as the smile on his face.

He bent down, took her wrist, like a devout knight, and kissed her fair skin. Then he touched the lips that he had just kissed with the fingers of his other hand, and finally landed on his left side. on the heart.

"You are so beautiful that my heart beats wildly." The man smiled.

"Meeting you makes me tingle with happiness."

"Really?" Jiaoyang raised her lips and smiled sweetly at him.

Maybe they really are the same kind.

This is not the way to express your love to the other person.

It's a kind of possession.

It means that the prey has been targeted by her.

This is a dangerous man among dangerous men.

Jiaoyang's eyes followed this man, squinting as she watched him board the cruise ship. It wasn't until Shi Lingwen reminded him that he boarded the cruise ship as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"what"

Fu Leistlin looked at the people on the boat with different expressions, and said deliberately and maliciously, "Did An An win over the little sweetheart's heart so quickly? That guy is still as popular with girls as ever."

Jiaoyang looked at him without much concern.

"You're rude to girls, Lin." Sriyaan looked at him with a smile on his face.

Fu Leistlin banged the bar, and suddenly there was a violent sound of water coming from behind the cruise ship. He looked back and saw the prison guards chasing from Mosga. The leader was Jiang Mingluo.

Jiaoyang met his eyes, and Jiang Mingluo kept shaking his head at her, signaling her to come back.

Is she a girl staying with these three monsters?

He couldn't even think about it.

She will be eaten until no bones are left.