Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Jiaoyang is always calm.

She had been wondering why the name Shi Lingwen did not exist in the original plot.

Just when the deputy warden fired the bullet at her, she had a vague premonition. She had already guessed it when he rushed towards her and stood in front of her.

He would be wounded, fatally wounded.

And he can't be saved.

Even so, she comforted him: "You won't die."

"Whether you die or not, what does it matter?"

Shi Lingwen overflowed with a wry smile, "Anyway, I have made a mistake since I was born, and now God has just taken back this mistake."

Forrestlin was very angry, it was such a pity.

He originally wanted to sneak attack from behind, but was blocked by Sriyan on the side.

Sriyan's eyes were cold: "How could you do such an ungentlemanly thing to our lovely little sweetheart at this time? It's so rude, Lin."

Foresterlin angrily put down the three scalpels in his hands.

He glanced furtively out of the corner of his eye, and Qiao Yin rolled her eyes at him.

"Even you look down on me," said the blond-haired, blue-eyed young man. "I'm actually despised by the simple-minded Qiao Yin!"

"Get out." Qiao Yin kicked him.

Jiaoyang didn't realize what was happening behind her, or she didn't care.

When she faced him, Lingwen paused for a moment, then smiled, as if he was not injured, as if he was not facing a dying person: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

There is no guilt or reluctance, I just want to pay off what I owe while he is still alive.

Because she doesn't like to owe people favors.

Especially the dead.

Even without him, she could still dodge the bullet just now.

"Rush back and help you kill that man? Or I can do anything else for you."

Jiaoyang looked into his eyes.

Shi Lingwen looked at her for a while, and then smiled, very brokenly: "If I say that I want you to kiss me one last time before I die, wouldn't it be too ugly?"

Jiaoyang was stunned, and before he had time to react, he continued: "After I die, cremate my body and then take my ashes back to Zhai's house to find my uncle Zhai Li. He decided whether he wanted me to recognize my ancestor and return to the clan. If he is willing, you can bury me in the Zhai family cemetery. If not, you can bury me in the Zhai family cemetery."

The man smiled self-deprecatingly: "Just find a quiet and windy place and scatter my ashes. Let me pass away with the wind in the quiet night. The prisoners who finally escaped from Mosga are the most reluctant to let go. Yes, it’s probably freedom.”

"Okay." Jiaoyang agreed.

Shi Lingwen was a little surprised: "Don't you hesitate? This way."

Unlike the original plan, you can't follow them to Western Europe first.

"You talk so much, are you still going to die?" After settling the matter, Jiaoyang breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and began to feel a little impatient.

"Having no conscience." He looked at the three men behind Jiaoyang.

It doesn't matter if he dies, but he really can't let go

"do not worry."

Siriyan raised her lips, walked up and patted Jiaoyang on the shoulder.

"She is your little girlfriend. Although I am a pervert, I am definitely a good pervert who repays kindness and keeps my promises."

Shi Lingan smiled and closed his eyes.

But at the last moment, I looked at the squeamish, willful and bad-tempered little girl in front of me with some reluctance.

In fact, Sheng Jiaoyang didn't owe him anything.

real.

Because people like him should be alone when they die.

But he was lucky to have her to send him now.

When the boat docked, the man had already breathed his last.

Jiaoyang cremated him as he said and put his ashes in a jar.

"What are your plans next, sweetheart," Stiaan walked up and looked at her with green eyes, half-smiling, "Going to Asia?"

His eyes seemed to glance inadvertently at Forrestlin who was walking over there with two dark circles under his eyes.

Yesterday, he sneaked into the night and attacked this lonely and seemingly weak oriental girl tens of thousands of times, but every time he failed, and he still couldn't get back.

It seems not simple either.

"Yeah" Jiaoyang was silent for a while, with a smile on her lips.

The man in front of him behaved like a gentleman, was full of grace, and was very handsome.

I don't know, it's really easy to be confused by him, mistakenly thinking that he is really as considerate and careful as he appears, and I have been neglecting him since then, forgetting that he is a person who can spot the opponent's flaw at any time and counterattack with a fatal blow. A perverted murderer.

"I also want to help him deal with the ashes first, but" the little girl raised her eyebrows, with a very distressed look on her face, "I don't know the way."

In the past, vehicles were used to pick up and drop off, so when did she need to make a special trip alone?

And what about the Zhai family?

Jiaoyang rubbed her head, still feeling a little bit familiar.

"Then there's no way."

Sriyaan laughed triumphantly in his heart, but still looked polite on the surface: "We will arrive at the destination soon. Even if we temporarily change the route to send you to Asia, we will not be able to accompany you."

Jiaoyang puffed up her face.

"So, sweetheart, you'd better stay with us in the United States for the time being. After we finish our work here, we will send you to Asia. Before that, please forgive Miss Sheng for staying with us."

After the man finished speaking, he walked away without allowing her to refute.

"What are you doing here?"

Jiaoyang frowned in confusion, "People here are looking for you everywhere. Even if you want to escape, it's safer to go abroad, isn't it?"

"The most dangerous place is the safest place." Sriyaan replied, "As for identity, just disguise yourself."

Green eyes stared at her: "Or is it that my sweetheart doesn't know how to disguise?"

The man murmured in her ear and left.

Jiaoyang sneered at his back.

"Mysterious."

Isn't it just a perverted and evil taste? I really thought she didn't understand.

It’s this bad mentality: you are looking for me all over the world, but I am right under your nose.

But it suits her.

The smile on her lips deepened.

On the other side, Lester Lin and Qiao Yin were next to each other: "Tell me, that woman's boyfriend just died, and she was so contented to have a love affair with Sriyaan. Is she a person without feelings?" Monster?"

"You say it as if you have feelings. What's the matter with you? Are you feeling very resentful recently?"

Qiao Yin turned her head inadvertently, and was a little shocked when she saw the eye-catching dark circles on Forrestlin's face.

The corner of his mouth twitched: "You are exaggerating."

"It wasn't because of that cute little sweetheart."

Forestlin said this with gritted teeth.

"Tell me, if Sweetie and Sriyaan get together in the future, who among them will kill whom first?"