Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

In the coldest winter, love and heat are intertwined.

Jiaoyang felt that the craziest thing she had ever done in her life was probably today.

The blood that was boiling in his veins stopped.

Sriyaan took away the hands that were clasping her shoulders, stood up from the chair, lowered her eyelashes, and buttoned her clothes calmly.

Jiaoyang sat up, her heart agitated, and she glanced at him furtively from the corner of her eyes.

He continued to walk towards the room, but suddenly stopped and turned his back to her: "Since we live together, you should have anticipated some accidents in advance. So even if what happened today, I can't The one responsible for you is Sheng Jiaoyang."

"Huh?" Jiaoyang raised her eyebrows and hugged the quilt in her hand, "That's great. I didn't want you to be responsible in the first place."

"Tsk, very good."

Sriyaan said something unclear, and the hand in his pocket tightened slightly.

She now has someone waiting to take responsibility for her, and even if she wants to, it's not his turn.

It's better for him to explain everything clearly, so that everyone can be fine, and it will save them from being embarrassed when they get along.

The man walked up the stairs, and Jiaoyang heard his footsteps stop at the door of the room. Then soon, the woman's screams and the smell of blood came at the same time.

She tugged at the corner of her mouth and threw down the quilt in her hand in frustration.

She really doesn't want to have anything to do with this perverted guy.

Jiaoyang immediately went out to find Xilin the next morning.

She spent too long with a pervert, and she urgently needed to be with a normal person to cleanse her brain!

Unexpectedly, only halfway through the journey, I received a message from Ai Xilu, who got her mobile phone number from nowhere: I'm here, where are you?

Jiaoyang was stunned for a moment, and then she recalled that she had asked this man to deliver the bag yesterday. There was an address in it, which was near the manor in Sriyaan.

She twitched the corner of her mouth and hurried back, arriving at the agreed place and getting into the car that Ai Xilu drove.

"Yeah~"

Fu Leistlin stood at the highest point of the villa, holding a pair of binoculars in his hand, smiling as he watched Jiaoyang get into a car that looked like it was worth a lot of money.

"Sweetheart, it looks like I'm having an affair again."

His blue eyes turned into two arcs and crescent moons, facing the two perverts who got up early behind him. His eyes swept over Sriyaan with unclear meaning, who opened the door to the room and seemed to have just gotten up.

The two of them stayed alone on the balcony for several hours yesterday. He didn't think much about it at first, and he didn't bother to get out of bed in the middle of winter to see what was going on.

But this morning, the atmosphere between the two of them was obviously strange.

So what did Sriyan and Sweetheart do on the balcony yesterday?

Forrestlin raised the corners of his lips with unknown meaning, deliberately testing.

"I saw it. The man sitting in the car was not Xilin."

Sriyaan walked to the balcony calmly, just took some clothes, went back to the room, and closed the door.

"Not interested," Qiao Yin's lips twitched, "I'm telling you, you don't do your job all day long, why do you care about these messy things. No matter how many affairs Sheng Jiaoyang has, sooner or later she will be dumped by her. You have this time If you are concerned about these things, it is better to study your scalpel."

Forestlin squinted his eyes and stared at the closed door of the room with unclear meaning: "But it's so strange."

He shook his head slightly.

".It's so strange. It really makes me concerned."

In the room, Sriyaan leaned against the wall, his green eyes full of coldness and strangeness.

Jiaoyang sat in Ai Xilu's car, resting her chin on her fingers, closing her eyes and concentrating.

The man next to her glanced at her, and then sneered: "Don't you ask me where I want to take you?"

"It's not necessary." She said calmly without opening her eyes.

"I will naturally know when I get there."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll sell you? Or..." Ai Xilu raised the corners of his lips in a bad way, "That's right, no matter how ulterior-minded someone is, they can't compare to you, so what do you have to worry about? Or maybe you're actually still wishing for it now What kind of intentions do I have for you, why would I take you to a hotel or my home?"

Jiaoyang opened her eyes.

Her eyes looked at his face dimly.

Ai Xilu was stunned for a moment, and touched his nose inexplicably frightened: "Are you feeling guilty because of what I said?"

"Can you please stop being unreasonable?"

Jiaoyang raised her eyebrows: "Because you lost your first time inexplicably and you didn't perform well, did you feel that you had no male dignity and became angry in the future?"

"Am I being unreasonable?"

Ai Xilu was so angry that his fingers trembled and the steering wheel almost slipped.

"Who is making trouble unreasonably? You dare to say that there is nothing wrong with you. Then why did I lose consciousness for no reason that day? My brain, hands and feet didn't seem to be mine. I became confused while talking to you."

Thinking of the feeling that day, Ai Xilu's face turned slightly red, and a layer of moisture spread in his emerald green eyes.

He was confused for a while, and became even more angry when he came to his senses.

"You dare to say that it wasn't you who did it?"

Jiao Yang looked at him with her chin in her hands, and suddenly smiled with an unknown meaning: "I'm fine."

"ha?"

"I don't have a problem, the wine doesn't have a problem, the problem is you."

".Sheng Jiaoyang!" Ai Xilu's eyes were about to overflow with anger. Just as he was about to say something, she interrupted him and continued.

"Do you want to know what happened to you that day?" Jiaoyang curled her lips, and the expression on her face suddenly became ambiguous, and her eyes were full of seductiveness.

"I'll tell you right away."

Ai Xilu was slightly stunned.

However, she suddenly came over, kissed his lips, and boldly placed her hands on his chest skillfully, then moved down little by little.

Finally it fell on his belt pants and slowly unbuttoned them.

"Are you crazy?" Ai Xilu's eyes overflowed with moisture, and his breathing suddenly became chaotic.

An hour later, Jiaoyang smoothed the messy clothes and got off him with a smile.

Ai Xilu unconsciously let go of the hand that had been holding her waist just now.

Jiaoyang opened the car door and said to him outside: "Thank you for helping me forget the very unpleasant memories of yesterday."

After saying this, she jumped up and down and left looking like she was in a good mood.

Ai Xilu: "..."

Hold!

Xilin stood in the freezing snow and waited for the two of them for almost half a day.

Finally, when he saw the familiar car driving over, his face looked a little unsightly.

He walked up and saw that Ai Xilu was the only one in the car without Jiaoyang, and his face became even more ugly: "What's going on, where is the person?"