Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

"Don't worry, if little An'an ignores the little sweetheart's feelings in order to win that woman's heart, I will be the first to disagree." Forrest said with a smile.

"Who said I was angry? Besides, who cares about whom he cares about has nothing to do with me."

Jiaoyang rolled her eyes at him and walked forward alone.

The few people behind looked at each other and then followed.

"Then why are you fanning in the winter?"

"I did it to get rid of bad luck." Jiaoyang rolled her eyes at this.

"In order to prevent breathing the same air with that woman, my brain becomes stupid!"

Despite this, Jiaoyang is still looking forward to the dance in a few days.

Maybe there will be another romantic encounter.

Jiaoyang said that she was almost going moldy when facing these small cakes around her every day that looked delicious but actually tasted bad.

The dance that day was held with great grandeur.

Ladies, ladies and gentlemen from almost all over the place gathered here, making it very lively.

Yaliwa had already put on her attire, which was a luxurious light blue spinning dress inlaid with diamonds, paired with an equally expensive hat. She behaved in a reserved manner, and each strand of her pale golden hair was braided very carefully. She is very eye-catching among the celebrities.

Many outstanding gentlemen came and went to invite her to dance in the center of the dance hall, but she refused them all. Her eyes were piercing, and she was only thinking about her sweetheart.

Yaliwa had a hunch that Jiaoyang would most likely wear a purple skirt. She still remembers the long purple ruffled skirt that Jiaoyang wore that day.

Jiaoyang wears purple and has a special charm. She looks elegant, mysterious, noble, yet smart and playful, like a real royal princess.

So today she specially chose this blue gauze dress with a light texture. The waist was also tied thinner, making her look reserved and graceful.

Due to the girl's little thoughts, she always doesn't want a woman to be prettier than herself in front of her sweetheart, even if that person is her sweetheart's sister.

The way Ariva looked over there frequently, even her parents, who had been nodding with others, noticed something strange.

"What's wrong, Yaliwa?" The couple looked at each other in surprise.

"It's nothing." Yaliwa was vague, her face slightly red, "Anyway, you will know sooner or later."

Not far away, the two brothers were silently observing all this.

"Your good fiancée seems to have another wild man in her heart."

Ai Xilu was shaking the red wine glass in his hand, and the smile on the corner of his lips was extremely evil: "Even if you have wanted to break the engagement for a long time, but she cuckolded you, does it still matter, Xilin?"

The noble man next to him who was as fancy as a peacock smiled and poured red wine into his throat: "That's a good thing. I don't need to take action. I originally planned to kill Miss Ming'an if she doesn't make trouble today. Call her and let her make trouble even if she doesn’t make trouble.”

"You really went to great lengths to break off this engagement."

Ai Xilu smiled even deeper: "I just feel sorry for Miss Ming'an, eh——"

"I said, how many times have you sighed for that Miss Ming'an."

Xilin smiled meaningfully at him: "Since you care about her so much, then take her home, let her out of the sea of ​​misery, and save me from having to think of ways to get rid of her without losing dignity in the future."

"I meant it just for fun."

His sapphire green eyes deepened, and Ai Xilu was smiling, but his eyes were extremely cold: "Like that kind of unruly woman, it's okay to play outside, but take her home? She's not afraid of dirtying my land."

Xilin smiled and poured another glass of wine into the glass without answering.

"Wow, I seem to see a very pure-looking little angel walking towards here. She must be my muse tonight."

Ai Xilu looked in one direction, his eyes shining.

"She just doesn't look too tall. But she's an oriental girl, so it's good to change her taste occasionally."

As he spoke, he put down the wine glass in his hand, with a somewhat troubled look in his eyes: "However, the two male companions who came with her look a little troublesome."

"Are you going to take action again?" Xilin raised the corners of his lips and looked in the direction he was looking at. The crowd was surging, and a figure flashed past, but he didn't see it clearly.

Ai Xilu was distressed for a while, but quickly regained his energy. His emerald green cat eyes flashed with eagerness, and he tightened the tie on his suit, and unbuttoned the first button on his shirt, revealing his sexy collarbone.

"My heart is about to jump out, really, Xilin. No way. I'm going to squat for a chance, or if I can get rid of the two annoying guys next to the muse. Let's see how long it takes me to take her Take it, I can't help but want to kiss you."

Ai Xilu winked at Xilin, then excitedly pushed aside the crowd and walked in that direction.

"I'll see."

Xilin stayed where he was, shaking his head helplessly.

Ai Xilu's words were as exaggerated as ever. However, he has found tonight's prey.

As for him, it's been a long time since he met a woman who could make him feel something, let alone make his heart flutter.

Yaliwa gave two invitations to Sriyaan and Jiaoyang, with the intention of asking them to come in separately.

But she didn't get what she wanted, Jiaoyang finally came in with Sriyaan.

Of course, there were also two reluctant "oil bottlers" accompanying him.

"Mr. Snellpu, Jiaoyang"

At this time, the blond girl who had gotten rid of her parents greeted her enthusiastically, and then her face froze.

Contrary to her expectations, Jiaoyang did not wear the purple color that she thought would be more flamboyant in comparison, but instead wore a low-key and luxurious black silk dress.

Yaliwa regretted that she shouldn't have thought that Jiaoyang was only suitable for purple. Wearing purple on her body makes her look like a noble and mysterious little princess, while wearing black on her body gives her another unique feeling.

She further showed the characteristics of an oriental beauty, with black hair, snow-skinned skin and red lips, like a soul-eating monster, so beautiful that it seemed unreal.

Compared to Jiao Yang, standing in front of her wearing blue gauze and diamonds, he looked deliberate and abrupt.

Ariva was a little embarrassed, but still maintained her kindness.

She began to review herself in her mind, whether she was asking for trouble. They didn't want to make her stand out at all, they just looked beautiful in whatever they wore.

"Jiaoyang, you are so beautiful."

Convinced, Yaliva temporarily ignored Sriyaan, took Jiaoyang's hand, and praised her sincerely.

Yaliwa is an American and is naturally bigger than the Asians. Standing together, the two of them make Jiaoyang's petite figure look even more fragile and pitiful.

"Thank you." Jiaoyang nodded gracefully with a smile on her lips.

Two chapters in one.