Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Huo Quci didn't dare to see Jiaoyang, but he couldn't sit still.

He had always felt that he could not leave Sheng Jiaoyang. But after that incident, she pointed the gun at herself, and the scene of the bright red blood continuously flowing down became his midnight nightmare. He woke up again and again, and found that his body was covered in cold sweat.

It was only then that Huo Quci discovered that what he was more afraid of than Sheng Jiaoyang leaving his life was Jiaoyang's complete disappearance from his life.

He will never force her again.

After several days of repeated torture and tossing and turning, Huo Quci called Jiang Cheng and asked him to go and see how Jiaoyang was doing.

This is the only person he can think of right now, the only person he can trust.

Jiang Cheng felt a headache when he picked up the phone and heard the name "Sheng Jiaoyang". Fortunately, he finally complied.

It was high in the sun, and Jiao Yang was sleeping in the top luxurious VIP ward of the hospital.

There was a knock at the door, and she got up from the bed impatiently, her cheeks were slightly bulging, her long black hair like seaweed poured down, and she looked a little disheveled.

"Come in."

The footsteps at the door hesitated for a while, and it was Jiang Cheng who opened the door and entered.

".You?" Jiao Yang was slightly surprised, and then his gaze became interested. His body covered under the quilt leaned back, his legs were slightly bent. In Jiang Cheng's eyes, this appearance was a typical one who was not afraid of death.

He held a fruit basket in his hand, put it on the table beside him, glanced at her, and nodded as a greeting.

"Aci asked me to come and see you."

"Oh" Jiao Yang raised his eyebrows, then nodded, his expression still unchanged.

The corners of Jiang Cheng's mouth twitched, and he began to sit on a chair beside him, crossed his legs, and looked at her seriously: "Sheng Jiaoyang, I realized that I really underestimated you, saying that shooting yourself would be a big deal." Shot himself.

Are you ashamed because you saw your adulterous relationship with Huo Quci revealed, or do you really think your life is too long. And this self-healing ability is almost catching up with Han Shuqi. "

Don't you think she was dying a few days ago, but now she seems to be a normal person all of a sudden, I really feel sorry for those people who are hurting because of her.

But could it be that this is just an illusion she forged?

Jiang Cheng couldn't help but glance at her again.

And although she was only injured on her shoulder blade, which was still some distance away from her heart, the scene at that time, the bleeding, was really scary.

No matter what, Sheng Jiaoyang had never received any formal training, so the shot was very likely to miss, and she was really likely to die.

Jiao Yang turned her head away, changed the subject, and refused to cooperate. She cast her eyes on the fruit basket that he put aside when he came in just now, reaching out like a child: "I want to eat fruit~"

The little girl's eyes are wide open, looking at you with watery eyes, her voice is sweet and soft, whispering softly, with a tenderness that makes people's mouth melt.

But any voice that a normal man would not reject.

But obviously, the current Jiang Cheng is not so normal in Jiao Yang's eyes.

Hearing Jiao Yang's voice, he frowned tightly, as if trying to endure something restless, looking fierce: "Then you should eat."

"..." Jiao Yang was speechless, and he stared at his eyes for a few seconds with the same type of eye makeup that obviously belonged to bad elements.

Then suddenly fell back on the bed, pretending to be dead like a catfish: "It hurts. I can't move."