Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

"don't want."

Jiaoyang refused directly and gave him a bored look.

She pushed his hand away and continued walking towards the intoxicating light, shadowy.

"Stop making trouble." Han Xiaoshou held her hand and begged with his eyes.

"What does it have to do with you?" Jiaoyang blinked innocently, "Even Jiang Cheng doesn't care about me anymore."

Han Shuqi pursed his lips, which were as pale as his face, but still did not speak.

The corner of Jiaoyang's mouth twitched with unknown meaning, and he watched helplessly as she continued to walk under the light, teasing and flirting with various people.

And he was in a dark corner, unable to breathe except for drinking.

He scowled, then ran over and knocked away the man next to her. Under the light, he held her waist, and the two of them were so close that they could even feel each other's breathing.

His heartbeat was erratic and his breathing gradually became hot.

The man recognized this man as the man who had just beaten someone and was fine after the commotion. It's not something he can offend.

Even though he was unwilling to do so, he cursed a few times and left.

Jiaoyang looked at Han Xiaoshou: "What are you doing?"

"Why not?" She smiled at him, and he smiled too. He tried his best to pretend to be calm, the smile at the corner of his mouth was ambiguous and frivolous, "Isn't this young master more handsome than the men next to you?"

She was instantly happy and looked up at his crooked eyes. Her face is more gorgeous than any light in the world.

He seemed to be bewildered, almost losing his mind. I don't know what happened, but he kissed her lips, going deeper and deeper, and everything about him was messed up.

When his eyes touched her slightly surprised eyes, he realized what he was doing and simply broke the jar.

He smiled evilly: "It's just kissing. It's a normal thing for people like us."

He felt annoyed as he said what she had been thinking about in his heart. He said it now, as if he were deliberately seeking revenge for what she had done to him that day.

With a "pop" sound, Jiaoyang slapped him and brushed his lips carelessly.

She glanced at him expressionlessly and walked away from him.

Han Shuqi was stunned for a while and quickly chased after him. He pulled Jiaoyang over and held her in his arms. Their hearts were so close that he felt extremely fragile for the first time.

"Sheng Jiaoyang, even if you don't like me, you can't pretend you can't see me."

His eyelashes were stained with moisture again. He put his head on her shoulder and held her tightly, preventing her from pushing him away.

He didn't want her to see the current expression on his face.

Jiaoyang smiled softly, she was about to say something.

Jiang Cheng is here.

Almost frantically, he searched everywhere. Until he stepped into this bar, the first thing he saw was his girlfriend, hugging another man.

His mind had never been so peaceful.

He walked over and saw the man's face.

Han Shuqi.

Jiang Cheng smiled. In this environment, his smile was simply creepy.

Jiaoyang was even calmer than him. She just pushed Han Shuqi away silently, just like the calm and composed look when she met another friend after having dinner with her friends.

Han Shuqi was horrified. He immediately looked at Jiao Yang subconsciously, and then looked at Jiang Cheng: "Jiang Cheng, this is not what you think."

But, what kind of thing is it not?

What was he going to say? Do you want him to say that he drank too much because he was sad and couldn't help but kiss your girlfriend, but it was you that Jiaoyang liked?

One more chapter.