Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

"Last name?"

Jiao Yang repeated pointedly, then she curled up her lips, came to Wen Renli, put her hand on his abdomen, and used the vampire's healing power to heal his injuries.

Facing the man's slightly startled look, she curled her lips and said, "After thinking about it, it seems that I still can't let you die like this. You have to continue living and give your blood to the orphan in exchange for life. Let Gu continue to stay here and watch the rest of this good show. But Gu warns you again that the subjects you protect with all your heart may still live up to your expectations of them."

"It doesn't matter."

She performed the healing technique very roughly, and the rapid healing of the wound made Wen Renli groan unconsciously and bite his lower lip, "I only do what I should do."

Jiaoyang frowned, looking at Wen Renli's forbearing look. She despised these human beings for making unnecessary sacrifices for the so-called beliefs in their hearts, and they also looked like they had no regrets, because they were really stupid.

She placed her hands on his abdomen and could feel how tight his body was beneath a layer of fabric.

So Jiaoyang curled up the corner of her mouth and moved her hand downward an inch deliberately and maliciously.

Just sliding it over so gently, her weak, boneless hands lingered on his skin through a layer of fabric.

You could feel his breathing suddenly becoming rapid. Wen Renli's eyes trembled unconsciously and he looked at her in disbelief.

"What's wrong?" Jiaoyang's lips curled up slightly as she asked, while her hands gradually wandered from his abdomen to his chest, circling her fingers, teasing him with evil intentions, "For a man like you , there is a Bai Yueguang wife that you will never forget, shouldn’t your body not react to any other women?”

"Sir Wenren," she continued to come closer, her beautiful face covered with a layer of darkness, her voice was deliberately lowered, making her look a bit charming and dull, her bright red eyes raised her head full of bewitching, "This is you In your heart, is that undying love?"

Wen Renli bit his lips, his eyes were forbearing and restrained, looking at her almost crazy.

But Jiaoyang obviously had no intention of letting him go. As if the stimulation was not enough, she once again stretched out her fingertips and rubbed them across his body from top to bottom. In just a moment, the man's pupils suddenly brightened. Tightening, reason collapsed in an instant.

He grabbed Jiaoyang's body, pressed her under his body, and hugged her as if he was going to crush her. His eyes were red and he moved his lips to touch the corners of her mouth.

A self-satisfied smile flashed across the latter's eyes. Just when she was about to push him away mercilessly, and then verbally attack and humiliate him, Wen Renli only touched her once. After the corner of his mouth, he didn't continue.

Jiaoyang was startled and looked at him, as if asking him why he didn't continue.

Wen Renli hugged her tightly and kept panting, each breath louder than the last, but he did not touch her any more.

He promised that he would not touch any woman other than her, and he would definitely do it, even if it was another woman in this world.

He raised his arms and covered his eyes with his hands, his chest rising and falling to calm down his emotions. On the one hand, he did not dare to look at her, and on the other hand, he did not want her to see the look in his eyes at this moment.

Jiaoyang was completely unhappy. She stubbornly wanted to pull away his arm from her eyes. After pulling it away, he covered it again. No matter how uncomfortable the feeling was now, time and time again, he would not look at her anyway. .

"Wen Renli!" Jiaoyang was annoyed. She didn't believe that any man could bear it when facing her at this point. The originally casual and competitive spirit in her heart was aroused by his appearance.

So she lowered her head and took the initiative to kiss the corner of the man's mouth. In conjunction with the movements of her hands on his body, Jiaoyang soon saw as she wished, the man's eyes that became crazy about her again through the gap between his fingers.

Just when she nodded with satisfaction, sat on him, and pushed him down. At this time, Wenrenli no longer had the ability to push her away. When she wanted to take the initiative to kiss his lips, Wenrenli stopped. With the last shred of sanity, he turned his head away.

Jiaoyang's slender white arms were still around his neck, her expression froze slightly, and she tilted her head to look at him.

At this moment, the man's expression was extremely embarrassed. He hurriedly avoided her gaze and said, "No, no, Miss Ella."

Jiaoyang looked at him with a half-smile, looking at his body that had been tense and stiff to the point of being uncontrollable, and stretched out her hand to touch it again.

Ru Yuan saw his eyelashes trembling slightly and biting his lips as if he was about to die.

"Are you refusing to welcome Gu Gu, Sir Wenren?"

Jiaoyang was no longer in a hurry to continue. She stretched out a hand, held her chin, and looked at him with a half-smile.

"No, no." The man was trembling even as he breathed. He tried his best to hold back his almost uncontrollable urge to press her down hard. His trembling eyes were to prevent her from appearing in his sight. , he begged, "Don't be like this, Miss Ella, this is the promise I made to her, she has passed away, I love her, love her very much. I don't want to be sorry for her even the last bit, except for this , I can give you anything you want.”

At this point, Wen Renli turned pale and cut the skin on his wrist tremblingly. The bright red blood after the poison had been removed fell between them drop by drop as Jiao Yang looked over.

Jiaoyang's eyes gradually became cold and she looked at him expressionlessly.

In the next moment, Jiaoyang didn't say another word to him. She arranged her clothes, got off him, and then left the room where Wen Renli was in a flash.

Wen Renli looked at her leaving figure and breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously. However, feeling that he was stiff as if he did not belong to his body, he still smiled bitterly, lowered his head, and buried his head deeply in the quilt.

After Jiao Yang left Wen Renli's place, she came to the door of He Lanrui's room, stood for a while, and then reached out and knocked on his room.

The door was opened quickly, and the young man stood in front of her. He did not directly welcome her in as happily as before, or shyly leaned forward and kissed her lips carefully.

Instead, he just stood at the door, holding the door with his fingers, and looked at her dimly for a while.

Under the boy's clear amber eyes, the bruises on his fair skin showed that he had not slept well in the past few days.

He looked at her for a while, his voice gradually became trembling, and his eyes were red with grievance: "You're here."

"Well, I'm here."

Jiaoyang smiled, put her arms around the young man's waist, and actively invited him.

This time He Lanrui was in bed with her. Unlike the previous times when he was gentle and forbearing and helpless in the face of her touch, He Lanrui became extremely rough and violent. It seems possessive and unwilling to give myself to her.

Rather than starting those things with her immediately, the young man seemed more interested in kissing her. He had held her face more than once and kissed her lips without reservation.

Although Jiaoyang was a little dissatisfied with not getting what she wanted for a long time, she still lay down happily.

Finally, the little king allowed her to climb on top of her as she wished, and pressed on her.

Jiaoyang hugged his waist contentedly and got lost in it.

He Lanrui also held her face, and while kissing her lips without reservation, he kissed her lips with tenderness and possessiveness.

"You are mine, right, Miss Ella?" He whispered completely out of control, trembling and showing a rich color.

Two chapters in one.