Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Jiaoyang no longer pulled at the door frame, she let go, put her hands into the pockets of her coat, and the curve of her mouth seemed to be a smile.

"Brelton, I'll give you three seconds to regret and take back your answer. If you still don't have the reaction I want after three seconds, then I will classify you as the same as those incompetent people." In the same category as domestic animals.”

Anyway, at the top of the food chain pyramid, the food at the bottom is originally divided into two types: prey with chasing value or ornamental, or ordinary food.

Of course, there is another creature that has no even edible value and cannot be seen from the top.

Britton's eyes widened, not expecting her reaction at all.

Before he could change his mind, Jiaoyang had already stretched out his finger and started counting: "Three."

"Wait." Britten stopped subconsciously.

Jiaoyang remained unmoved, with a cold look on her face, and turned sideways to avoid his move: "Two."

Britton's pupils were slightly suffocated, and before he even had time to speak again, Jiaoyang had already said "one" quickly.

Then the human general opened his eyes wide and watched in disbelief as the vampire actually turned around without mercy and walked away from the door.

"No, no."

Looking at her retreating back, Britton's thoughts were suddenly confused, and a strong panic swept from the bottom of his heart. At that moment, he threw away everything in his mind and chased after her, even hitting the door frame. He chased her into the corridor and hugged her from behind.

Britton's voice trembled slightly: "Don't go."

Jiaoyang turned around, stretched out her white arms to wrap around his neck, stood on tiptoes, and kissed his lips.

Britton closed her eyes, enduring all this in silence, and fell into the feeling she brought.

Jiaoyang took him back to the bedroom, let the door slam shut, and then pushed him onto the bed.

She kissed him from top to bottom, unbuttoning his coat and belt while kissing him.

Britton took a deep breath, tightened her hands nervously, and grasped the sheets. She gradually felt difficulty breathing and her consciousness was unclear.

Uncountable times, he lost control and fell for her. Britten hugged Jiaoyang's waist tightly, her eyes were red and hot, she just wanted to be here with her for the rest of her life and fall together.

I don't know how long it took, they hugged each other quietly for a long time, and then separated.

There was silence, and then they looked at each other without saying anything.

Jiaoyang felt a little sleepy and even stretched.

As for Britton, who had put on his uniform and was sitting quietly by the bed, who knew what he was thinking.

Jiaoyang jumped off the bed skillfully, opened the window, and then opened the window for ventilation. She seemed to have thought of something, and looked back at him with a smile: "The first round of negotiations is probably over now, and it has exceeded the expected time by a long time. Well, it seems that General Britton is much more powerful than I thought."

What a mess.

Britton's face turned red, her thoughts were running wild for a moment, and she didn't want to look at her anymore.

But when he looked at the mess around him, he suddenly became more embarrassed.

"Let me tidy it up." Britton stood up and bent down to pick up the bed quilt on the floor.

Jiaoyang stood by the window, folding her arms, nodding slowly, watching his actions, with no intention of going up.

To be precise, she didn't even have the consciousness to help.