Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

"Of course." Jiao Yang returned a smile, stepped up very simply, and walked towards Han Shuqi.

Seeing Jiaoyang's back gradually walking away, he didn't know why, he knew exactly what she was going to do, but his heartbeat began to be uncontrollable, feeling of loss and uneasiness came one after another.

"Jiao Yang."

Jiang Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help calling out her name. Jiao Yang turned around and blinked at him lightly.

The girl stood in the sun, wearing a school uniform, smiling. Her whole body, like those big bright eyes, is shining...

It's breathtakingly beautiful.

Jiang Cheng stared at her, froze in place.

He watched Jiaoyang come to stand in front of Han Shuqi, but he couldn't recover for a long time.

"Xiaojiaohua?" Han Xiaoshao looked at her suddenly appearing in some surprise, "You disappeared in the blink of an eye, where did you go just now?"

Jiao Yang just stared at him, blinked, and smiled, "Well, Han Xiaoshou, let me tell you something."

"What?" A bad premonition rose in my heart.

"I'm with Jiang Cheng. Although you are brothers who are close enough to die, you should stay away from me in the future, otherwise he will be jealous."

".What?"

"I'm with Jiang Cheng."

"What?"

"I'm with Jiang Cheng."

"What?"

"Me and Jiang Cheng."

"I'll go to your uncle!"

Recalling this point, Han Shuqi was confused for a while, biting the pen holder, and continued to write in his diary:

On xx, xx, 2xxx, today, Xiaojiaohua made a new boyfriend, and that person is still not me.

them

They seem to like each other.

"..." He lowered his head and fell into a long silence.

The memory seems to go back to when his mother was still there before he was five years old. The little boy was lying in front of the hospital bed, looking at his pale mother lying under the white sheet, ignorant.

"Little Qi." The woman stretched out her hand and fondled his cheek, "Don't blame your father, I betrayed him first. Your father...is a very good, very good man."

Still confused, he just nodded obediently.

"Xiaoqi, when you grow up, you must be careful of girls who are beautiful, who can't seem to lie, but whose eyes seem to be able to talk.

You have to stay away from that kind of woman, remember? If you don’t want to get hurt by women in the future, just be a playboy.”

He was puzzled, but he was a good boy, so he nodded and agreed.

Then one time, he came to see his mother again. But seeing his father pinching his mother's neck, his eyes were tearing apart: "When did you and that man! When did you get married? Are you with me for money? Just for money—! "

It was the first time he saw his normally loving father with such a ferocious expression on his face. And the mother's hand patted the back of the bed, excruciating pain.

He ran away in fright, and the food he brought fell on the ground.

after that--

Others told him that his mother was dead.

More than ten years later, that little child has grown up, and has grown into a fearless devil king, the only son of the Han family, with a proud background and a nearly perfect skin, so many auras gather on him.

He obeyed the last agreement with his mother, and he really became a playboy.

But mom, what if I lose my favorite girl just because of my agreement with you?

I really, really, really like her.

Even though I've become a playboy, I'm still hurt, what should I do?

Mom, what you told me are all lies?