Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Sriya'an didn't say anything. He clenched his fists and looked unhappy.

"Tsk" Jiaoyang raised the corners of her mouth with unclear meaning, "You are also half-assed."

Fu Lestlin's face was stiff, then he looked at her and forced a smile: "You can't just sentence her to death without giving her a chance, sweetheart, it's not fair."

Jiao Yang ignored him.

She arranged her clothes, went to the first floor, took away her white fur coat and bag from the sofa, and walked out of the white door.

"Where are you going?" Sriya'an's voice came faintly from behind.

"I can't go anywhere." Jiaoyang raised the corners of her lips.

"Going to find your boyfriend who embroidered pillows?" Sriyaan sneered, raising his chin arrogantly, "So that's how you look."

"So what about the embroidered pillow? I want him to be good-looking, and I want him to be rich. I want him to still choose to come to me after all the sailing."

Jiaoyang raised the corners of her lips. Now that she had this pervert as a comparison, she even felt that Xilin was a perfect male companion.

There was malice in her eyes: "At least, it's better than a man who obviously has aristocratic blood, but still lives in the dark."

Sriya'an's face froze, and then he kicked the chair hard, making a loud noise.

Jiaoyang nodded, satisfied with his reaction.

Even if you are a pervert, if you make her unhappy, you still have to come back.

"I'm going to find him, bye everyone."

Jiaoyang waved to them happily, "I hope that one day in the future, I won't see you on the latest news bulletin."

When her back completely disappeared from sight, Sriya'an's face was still gloomy.

"Aren't you going to chase him?" Qiao Yin asked Fu Leistlin.

The blond man with blue eyes shook his head.

"For a woman with a personality like Little Sweetheart, if she insists on leaving, you can't get her back." On the contrary, it will further worsen the relationship.

He looked at Sriya'an, the emotion on his face was a little sarcastic: "You think about how to solve it. After all, this is what you caused. Although the relationship between the little sweetheart and the peacock-like man was just for fun, But when I think about them being together through thick and thin while I was alone in the cold wind, I still can’t help but feel a little sad and heartbroken.”

Sriyaan shifted his gaze and looked at him coldly: "What does this have to do with you."

"Why doesn't it matter?"

Fu Leistlin raised the corner of his lips with a smile: "Originally, I thought that my biggest love rival was you, but now it's you who committed suicide to get yourself out. In this way, every second that little sweetheart leaves here, It’s my loss.”

Sriyan scoffed: "You're joking, but it's not funny at all."

"Whatever you say is fine."

Fu Leistlin shrugged: "Anyway, according to my understanding of the little sweetheart, no matter what kind of man she is, she will soon get tired of playing with him. That Xilin and the man who showed up to pick her up that day will also come up one day sooner or later. It will be the rest of the game, and I still have opportunities. At that time."

He squinted his eyes, as if thinking about something.

"Then, are you going to do what Sheng Jiaoyang said, take out her eyes and keep them while she is in a state of infatuation while having sex with you?" Qiao Yin interjected.

"No."

Forestlin shook his head and raised his eyes with interest: "Such a cute little sweetheart, don't you think it would be a pity to dismantle her? I want to collect her completely and let her stay with me. Because she is the only special one.”