Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

The blond vampire was lying in his bedroom with a pale face and weak breath.

When Jiaoyang walked in, the other four generals were there, even Louis was there.

She was stunned and looked at Lewis, who nodded to her.

Adel held Edgar's hand, his face covered with tears.

This was the first time Jiaoyang saw Edgar cry. She stood there a little helpless. All the vampires around her looked at her, and Edgar's pale but smiling face made Jiaoyang feel, It seems like I should say something now.

"do not Cry."

Jiaoyang put her hand on Edgar's shoulder and thought about it for a while. She felt that it would be too false to comfort Edgar by saying that Edgar would get better.

So the last thing she said was: "You are the elder brother, how can you cry in front of your younger brother?"

Adel paused and gradually stopped crying, but the tears still flowed silently, and in the end only the sobs remained.

"I have something I want to say to Jiaoyang alone, is that okay?" The pale blonde vampire lying on the hospital bed spoke.

"Huh?" Jiaoyang blinked and pointed at herself, "Me?"

Edgar nodded and said in an extremely soft voice: "It's you, Jiaoyang."

Perhaps because he knew his current physical condition, Edgar had no worries and didn't even care about Louis' presence.

Jiaoyang looked around tentatively: "Is this okay?"

Louis walked out without looking back.

Next, Lester, Lambert, and Rusfan also walked out with sneers.

Adel continued to hold Edgar's hand, looking at Jiao Yang imploringly.

"Don't worry." Jiaoyang smiled.

After all the vampires left, Jiaoyang sat on the edge of the bed, holding her head and looking at the blond vampire lying on the white sheets.

His appearance is really as young and handsome as a young master. It is unimaginable that he is already a thousand years old.

Jiaoyang looked at his weak and pale face: "If you want to talk to me alone, just say it."

Edgar smiled, but there was a trace of undetectable bitterness in the corner of his mouth. He said weakly: "I said, I am about to die. Even if it is just pretending, can't you pretend that you can't bear to leave me?"

"Why do you pretend to be reluctant to let go?" Jiaoyang blinked and looked at him innocently, "You didn't die for me."

Edgar was stunned for a moment, and then lowered his eyelashes. His face, which was pale due to his physical weakness, looked even paler now.

"That's right. I died for my brother."

Jiaoyang nodded and looked at him: "It's good that you know."

"So, you really have always liked your brother from the beginning." Edgar smiled pale and far-fetched, "Even if you have so many happy memories with me, in your heart, you will always like me. They are just brothers."

What a foul. He obviously thought that if he died, he would become the same existence as Bai Yueguang in her heart.

"Then why do you accept me? Is it because my brother and I look alike? Or is it simply because my presence relieves your loneliness when your brother is away?"

Jiaoyang stopped talking.

Otherwise, what would she say, saying that I actually don't like your brother either, and that this was a deliberate scam on her part from the beginning?

Moreover, he was about to die, and it seemed that he had no need to continue to lie.