Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Her lips were still stained with blood.

is his.

Jiaoyang smiled and pretended to lower her head again and kiss his lips. Her fingertips were still gently circling around his lips, conveying a slightly cool feeling, but he was extremely hot.

"Want to do it again?"

He Lanrui was lost almost instantly. He closed his eyes and even raised his chin slightly, trying to capture her lips.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door, and then a cold voice belonging to Wen Renli came from outside the door: "Miss Ella, are you in there?"

Hearing his voice, the confusion in He Lanrui's eyes disappeared instantly, and fear and panic took over his mind.

He subconsciously wanted to push Jiaoyang away and run away.

Jiaoyang didn't know what her psychology was. Maybe it was because she felt that as the ancestor of a vampire, she did everything she should do and there was no need to avoid taboos. It could also be because she felt that Wen Renli had treated her as his deceased wife, which made her feel resentful. Yu Huai, so she deliberately wanted to stimulate the man and let him see the difference between her and his deceased wife.

So she pressed He Lanrui's body back and kept that position, fixing her loose hair calmly.

"The door is unlocked, come in."

He Lanrui looked at him in shock.

When Wen Renli opened the door to the room and walked in, what he saw was Jiaoyang holding He Lanrui under her. Both of them looked drunk and half-undressed.

He froze in place, looking at them with shock in his eyes.

"The blood on Xiao Rui's body is as sweet and delicious as the blood on your body, Sir Wenren."

The corners of Jiaoyang's lips curled up, and she turned to the side, her slender legs stretched out from under her short skirt, her long white hair spread charmingly, her face was pale and flawless, and her enchanting scarlet eyes were alluring.

It is really not unbelievable to say that she is a vampire, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is a monster.

Wen Renli stood there blankly and looked at her, his eyes falling on her body.

He Lanrui walked out of bed in a panic, trying to explain in a hurry: "Uncle Wenren, listen to me, there is nothing between me and Miss Ella."

"It's not what?" Jiaoyang glanced at him with a half-smile, then looked at Wen Renli, with a slight curl in the corner of her mouth, "It's the kind of relationship you saw. It was just about sucking blood just now, but what will happen in the future will happen. , will happen."

He Lanrui's face became hot as he listened to her voice and the content of her words, and gradually fell silent and lowered his head.

Jiaoyang looked at Wen Renli's face, which looked a bit cold at the moment, and the smile on his face remained unchanged: "In order to satisfy the diversified diet of the orphan, your little king is required to make such a small sacrifice. Sir Wen Renli has no objection. Bar?"

After the words fell, the expression on Wen Renli's face became visibly colder.

Wen Renli stared at He Lanrui for a long time, clenched his hands, said slowly "It's okay", turned around and walked out of the door.

He slammed the door hard, and there was a "bang" sound.

In the next few days, Jiaoyang and He Lanrui left an intimate figure in every corner of Baier Palace.

Maybe he often aroused Jiao Yang's appetite, and Jiao Yang was fascinated by his blood for a while.

And every time at this time, He Lanrui would be dissatisfied that Jiaoyang only saw his blood in her eyes, and would coquettishly want her to kiss him.

So Jiaoyang would fulfill the wish of the little king in front of her and use her lips to almost touch his whole body, so the ending was that He Lanrui was so stimulated that he panted and passed out on her body.

Jiaoyang didn't mind this. In Lu Sifan's words, these were all things that could be used for flirting.

Unfortunately, and what made He Lanrui embarrassed was that whenever they were intimate, they would always run into Chief Wenren coming towards them.

Seeing their entangled figures, his eyes only became more indifferent, and then he turned his head away pretending to be indifferent.

Whenever this happens, He Lanrui always feels ashamed and embarrassed, and quickly comes out of her addicted state.

In this regard, Jiaoyang had a very unpleasant experience after eating it several times. She was forced to stop sucking half of the blood. It was okay once, but the more times it happened, it gradually made her feel embarrassed and angry.

Later I couldn't help but get angry with him.

"He Lanrui, do you want to die?"

The little king was startled by Jiaoyang's sudden outburst. He came to his senses, with a pale face, and hurriedly tried to explain: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I did it because of Uncle Wenren, he..."

Before he could finish his words, Jiaoyang stretched out his hand to interrupt him impatiently.

There was a smile clearly hanging on the corner of her mouth, but it made him feel colder: "Don't tell Gu about the past love and hatred between you. I have no interest in your complicated entanglements at all, and even if you tell me No, I probably can’t remember it either.”

As she said that, she stretched out her fingertips and touched his stunned face with a smile: "I just want your blood, whether it's for him or you."

After saying this, Jiaoyang walked away.

He Lanrui looked at her back, his eyes dazed.

The day came again when Wen Renli was about to provide Jiaoyang with blood.

That night, Jiao Yang, who couldn't wait any longer, stood at the door early for the first time and heard the discussion coming from inside.

"The A-level imperial insect army has begun to overrun the south, destroying the newly established base wantonly. What should we do?"

Wen Renli remained cold for a while, and then his voice came out: "Send a few more troops to reinforce. We must prevent them from spreading further."

After hearing this, Jiaoyang's lips curled up. After a while, the researcher inside came out. When he saw Jiaoyang, he was stunned for a while and nodded to her.

Jiao Yang then walked in and sat down opposite Wen Renli.

Leaning on the experimental table, the man with slender legs glanced at her, raised his chin again, and fell into deep thought.

The corners of Jiaoyang's lips curled up, and she looked at the handsome and arrogant man in front of her: "I heard about the situation in the south. What, do you need my help?"

Although the situation in the south is very bad, if she takes action, the situation will be completely different.

She was just waiting, waiting for the arrogant man in front of her to bow to her.

But Wen Renli just turned his eyes without changing his posture, gave her a flat look, and then looked away.

"No."

"What?" Jiaoyang smiled and put her thin white legs on the sofa, "Are you having trouble?"

"no."

The man in front of her pondered for a while, then suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her with a deep and complicated look that she couldn't understand.

"I just don't want the world and myself to get used to relying on your existence."

Two chapters in one.