Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Maybe I will.

Edgar lowered his eyelashes and listened to his inner voice.

Because he is different from Adel. Apart from Sheng Jiaoyang, Adel has never had another woman. He prefers to be in love with others, never betrays, and is always consistent.

Therefore, Adel cannot accept Jiaoyang's concealment and her past with other men. This is actually unexpected and reasonable.

For Edgar, who plays the game of flowers, meeting a so-called "true love" in this life is already a rare thing. He hardly cares whether the other person is perfect.

But Edgar pursed his lips and did not answer Jiaoyang's words.

Because he knew that although she was asking him, what she wanted to hear was always her brother's answer.

Edgar's eyes rolled uncomfortably, and he happened to see the wound on Jiaoyang's hand.

He was stunned, subconsciously grabbed Jiaoyang's hand, and said nonchalantly: "Why are you injured again?"

"Ah." Jiaoyang responded, glanced at it, and didn't care.

Edgar was suddenly a little angry. Her brother didn't care about her, and now even she didn't care about herself.

"It's a good thing you met me, otherwise you would have scars on your hands."

Edgar raised her hand and slowly began to heal her wound. It's just that the feeling this time is different from the last time, probably because the wound is larger. It's crispy, numb, and has a comfortable coolness.

Jiaoyang was stunned for a moment, raised her eyes, and met his eyes that were looking down.

They all looked at each other silently for a long time.

Edgar stood at the door of Adel's room. He clenched his fists and listened to the sounds inside.

The sound was chaotic and noisy, with several sounds of things falling to the ground, among other things.

Edgar was no inexperienced little boy, he understood what was going on.

He didn't remember how long he stood at the door, but after the sound gradually calmed down, Adel's irritated and unsteady voice came.

He shook off Jiaoyang.

"roll."

Then not long after, Jiaoyang opened the door, her skirt and hair were messy, she walked out in a bit of embarrassment, and happened to bump into Edgar outside.

She was stunned: "Lord Edgar?"

Edgar's eyes fell on her, then looked away, "Did he touch you again?"

"Well," Jiao Yang lowered his head and said hesitantly, "Um, I'll go back first."

As soon as she took a step, her arm was grabbed by Edgar.

"I send you."

Facing Jiaoyang's gaze, Edgar added uncomfortably, "Are you going to be seen by other vampires on the road like this and report it to Louis? Just don't cause trouble for our family."

"Yeah" Jiaoyang thought for a while and nodded quickly, "Okay."

Next, Edgar hugged her body and quickly teleported into her bedroom.

It was time for her to change clothes next.

Edgar thought, then let go of her hand and let go of her.

He hid his hands behind his back and rubbed his fingers uncomfortably. Just when Edgar was about to turn around and leave, Jiaoyang grabbed his sleeve.

Edgar was stunned and looked back at her.

But he found that the little girl lowered her head, seemed to be immersed in sadness, looked lost, and needed someone to talk to.