Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Jiaoyang pulled Louis out of the hall. It can be seen that her words still had a certain effect. After all, Jiaoyang could clearly feel that the power in Louis was not lost as crazy as before.

Jiaoyang breathed a sigh of relief, leaving the vampires looking at each other in confusion.

"It won't be a drama like going round and round and finally finding out that your true love is actually His Highness Louis, right?"

Rusfan crossed his arms across his chest and looked at the depressed Lester over there, with a nasty smile on his lips.

Anyway, such good things are not his turn. In this case, it is best for everyone to be sad together with him.

Jiaoyang pulled Louis and walked to his bedroom with ease, pushed him down on the bed, and kissed him on the lips without saying a word.

Lewis looked at her in surprise and struggled subconsciously: "Jiaoyang?"

"do not speak."

She lowered her head again and covered his lips with action, with a smile on her face.

"I can't wait, I can't wait for you, my Lord Louis."

Lewis was startled.

"I remember I said that I am a woman who belongs to Lord Louis."

The corners of Jiaoyang's lips curled up, and she took off his black robe and lowered her hands: "If this is the case, then it is right for us to do something that we should have done, isn't it?"

Lewis looked at her for a while, then nodded, and then lay under her without resisting.

Let her kisses fall all over his eyelashes, lips, and neck.

Jiao Yang stayed suspiciously on Louis' fair and slender neck for a while, and then moved down.

She needed to get Louis' power as soon as possible. If she waited until he became weak to get it, she thought she would regret it for a long time.

Louis' performance in this aspect was very awkward, and Jiaoyang was a little surprised by this. On that feminine face, the eyelashes trembled violently, and the pale face also had a hint of bright color.

But soon, Louis led her to turn over and covered her up, so that Jiaoyang could only passively grab his chest, unable to say a word of joking anymore.

It was late at night, Jiaoyang looked at Louis lying next to her. His sleeping face was very quiet, his skin was pale, his lips were red, and his eyelashes were curled, casting a shadow.

She curled her lips, thinking about how to wake him up and gain strength again.

"You must never let yourself become weak, Louis."

Jiaoyang curled up her lips, stretched out her fingers, lightly swept his eyelashes, and then said, "This is not your vampire's fault."

Lewis woke up in a daze, feeling a little itchy on his face. He put his arms on Jiaoyang's waist, buried his head in the crook of her neck, and closed his eyes again: "What's wrong, you want it again?"

"What?" Jiaoyang pushed him, then glared at him angrily and covered him with the quilt, "Go to sleep."

Jiaoyang really felt that if Louis could really maintain his current position as the strongest and maintain his power, she would not have started her actions so quickly.

But Louis still disappointed her.

Facing the vampires' belief in their ancestors, Lewis could not give an explanation, and the power in his body was gradually losing day by day.

He was no longer the strongest person in Jiaoyang's heart.

I’ve been busy with the ending of this plane recently, and I’m getting ready to wrap it up~