Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Jiaoyang slowly turned her gaze: "How can I know about the internal affairs of his family? Maybe the relationship between his brothers is not good?"

"Yeah."

Fu Leistlin sat on the sofa and said unconsciously: "Even if the relationship between the two brothers is not good, facing such a cute little sweetheart, it is really hard to imagine what kind of cold, boring and incomprehensible man can be. If I treat you hard, then the person who has a bad relationship with the two Jiang brothers will be you, sweetheart, right?"

"Do you think I have this ability?"

Jiaoyang glanced at him and smiled half-heartedly at him.

The little girl sat down and leaned on the sofa next to him, supporting her head with her hands and letting her thick hair fall down.

She has black hair, snow-skinned skin, and red lips. She is extremely beautiful. She is a standard oriental beauty. Her eyes are dark, bright and round, which weakens a bit of the aggression caused by her beauty. Her eyes always bend when she smiles. A pair of charming crescent moons.

"I think there is no one more capable than you, sweetheart~" Fu Leistlin stared at her with ecstasy in his eyes, and he also made exaggerated strange sounds from his mouth.

"After all, he is someone who can make Xiao Wenwen willing to die for you."

He leaned forward like a crazy man, his fingers kept touching her smooth skin, and he kept sniffing and smelling.

Through the barrier of such a layer of skin, he could feel how sweet and delicious the taste of this beautiful oriental girl was, and even his blood began to boil.

Fu Leistlin suddenly understood why Sriyaan, a guy who seemed gentle and gentleman on the surface, liked to eat human blood and human flesh secretly.

If the food object were a sweetheart, he would also want to go up and ask for a share of the pie.

It's a pity that Sriyan always likes to eat alone and cannot let his prey be touched by others, otherwise there will be another fight with him.

Fu Leistlin curled his lips, feeling a little pity secretly in his heart.

With a hypocritical gentleman's smile, Sriyan glanced at Fu Lestlin and then returned to Sheng Jiaoyang.

This thin arm and body fell between the three of them, like a little sheep falling into a wolf's den. No matter how you looked at it, it looked like it would be eaten dry and wiped clean with no bones left.

But this seemingly sheep is actually another wolf in sheep's clothing.

"Mr. Sriyan."

However, he did not expect that Sheng Jiaoyang, who had been showing little intention to contact him, would actually take the initiative to talk to him.

Maybe it was because he discovered that he was actually very rich?

Sriyan touched his nose.

A criminal with a high IQ like him, even if he doesn't have a rich family, can engage in illegal activities and still have to worry about food and drink?

He has a lot of ways to make people willingly give money to them.

"Ling Wen told me before when he was in prison that you are a murderous ogre who drinks blood from your hair. Even I, a person who doesn't pay attention to world news on weekdays, have admired your name for a long time. I have made no less than you every year. Three hundred serial murder cases have long been heard of.”

Jiaoyang said with a smile on her lips, and the man also listened with a gentlemanly smile.

"For a man like you to walk with me all the way, it's really chilling and shuddering."

"So you want to part ways with us now?" The man still smiled, and the gloom in his eyes flashed away.

"Didn't we all agree before?"

He doesn't like changes that are beyond his control, and he doesn't like things that have been decided to change temporarily.

This time he collapsed, went crazy, and became uncontrollably hysterical at critical moments.

The air around him seemed to condense a bit in response to the man's emotions, and there was a sinister wind hanging all around. The man who had been harmless just now suddenly became dangerous.

In such an environment, when Sriyaan might do something out of control at any time, and might attack his "prey" secretly, Fu Leistlin began to laugh maliciously.

He guessed that Sriyaan had also coveted this delicious little dessert for a long time. Since she was leaving early, her death might be coming early.

Forrest put his hands behind his back, ready to pull out his three cold scalpels at any time.

"Of course I didn't say I was leaving."

Jiaoyang smiled: "There are wanted posters for us everywhere, and someone may expose our identities to the police everywhere in the United States. I have three of you dangerous people to protect you, which is better than me alone." It’s much safer to move.”

While she was saying this, Fu Leistlin kept coming up to her, entangled her, and kept measuring the pair of butterfly bones behind her back with both hands.

They, protect.safe?

Sriyan was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

Of course he didn't think that his little sweetheart could really be that innocent: "My sweetheart is really funny."

A darkness flashed across his expression, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"What does this have to do with humor? As a gentleman, shouldn't it be a matter of course to protect girls? Let's make an agreement, Sriyan."

As if half joking, Jiaoyang cast her gaze over to Fu Lesterlin who was about to yawn, then pressed down the three scalpels in his hand that were about to collect dust and were glowing cold, and put them back behind his back.

Forrestlin lowered his head and stared at the hand that had just held the scalpel and was touched by the little sweetheart again, and blinked innocently.

Immediately afterwards, Jiao Yang casually picked up a pen placed on the table, pushed the cap of the pen away, and then waved it away.

The pen cut a gust of wind in the air and pierced the wall next to the Irishman watching the show on the second floor.

Seeing this, several perverted men's expressions changed and they looked at her, but Jiaoyang always had a bright smile.

"what you up to."

"It's very simple. We are all in the same boat now, and what we should do is to unite and cooperate. So I won't do anything to you during this period, and you Sriyan"

Jiaoyang's expression became meaningful: "Even if you are in the mood and want to have a snack occasionally, or go out to look for food, no one will care about you, but please don't draw your attention to me."

She glanced at Foresterlin, who was counting his fingers with his head lowered, and the corners of his lips raised.

"Don't try to test my integrity by borrowing other people's hands. Whatever you want to see, I have already seen some of it today. If you still want to see it in the future, just tell me and I will continue to perform for you to enjoy."

Sriyaan smiled, but the cold air around him became stronger: "Are you threatening me?"

"No, this is the three chapters of the agreement."

Jiaoyang smiled brightly: "After all, they are all here to fool around. To be a qualified pervert, you don't have any special skills. How can you ensure that you will not be killed by other perverts in the pervert group? This is called restriction."

Two chapters in one.