Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Jiao Yang rolled his eyes at him, "This man is so boring", her eyes clearly expressed this message.

Huo Huaishhao's face darkened: "Anyway, no matter what you think, I will take you with me today!"

He was about to forcibly drag him into the car, when the young master Zuo who turned back turned around, his eyes froze. That's not it. The calmness and rationality in his mind exploded all of a sudden.

"Stop!" He ran towards her, and at the same time the phone hidden in his pocket made a call, "Huo Huaishao, if you want revenge, come at us, what's the point of molesting a woman!"

Huo Huaishao saw that it was Zuo Jiling, Sheng Jiaoyang's boyfriend. This is great, he sneered, and simply raised his gun and pointed it at her temple: "Is Sheng Jiaoyang an ordinary woman, she is the jewel in the palm of Mr. Sheng, and the future mistress of the Zuo family!

You said kidnapping Sheng Jiaoyang, what can you get in exchange for me? "

"How dare you!" Zuo Jiling's eyes were red, but he could not act rashly.

"Don't come here, your fiancée's life is in my hands, if you don't want her to die"

Huo Huaishao shook the gun in his hand, reminding him of the current situation, his voice was dark and hoarse, "But I heard that the relationship between you is not harmonious, isn't it? If you want to be free, you can borrow my gun now Get rid of Sheng Jiaoyang, and there will be no marriage contract that can bind your life from now on. Young Master Zuo, do you want to think about it?"

Zuo Jiling was terrified by this action of his. In the past, he would never care about Sheng Jiaoyang's life. It was his greatest kindness not to step on her when she was in danger.

But now, he couldn't imagine whether he would go crazy if he saw the bullet pass through Jiaoyang's head with his own eyes, "Don't move around, I will do whatever you want."

Huo Huaishhao's face froze, it seemed that Zuo Jiling had indeed fallen in love with Sheng Jiaoyang. It is obviously a situation that is beneficial to him, but now he is not happy at all: Sure enough, the woman who can't get it, rather than watching her flirt with other men for the rest of her life, it is better to destroy it.

In front of Zuo Jiling, he lifted up Jiaoyang's long hair that was scattered behind her back and covered her neck, and stroked it little by little, with an ambiguous and teasing stroking.

Jiao Yang squinted at him, the corner of the man's mouth was hooked, full of malice.

"What are you doing?" Ling opened his eyes wide in an instant.

"Since ancient times, there have been beautiful women and troubles. I'm just curious. What's so special about Miss Sheng that it's worth making Young Master Zuo, who has lived among thousands of flowers, be fascinated by her?"

Huo Huaishhao and Zuo Jiling were talking, but his eyes were on Jiaoyang. Every time his hands touched her body, he would pay close attention to the changes in the expression on her face, and even felt a morbid pleasure in his heart.

But Jiaoyang just raised her eyebrows and stared at herself with a half-smile, without any emotional fluctuations at all.

Huo Huaishhao, who was so angry, began to intensify, and even tore off her standing neckline, revealing a large piece of snow-white and delicate skin like suet jade. His eyes greedily explored the past, and the arc of the corner of his mouth deepened.

"I don't know here, has Mr. Zuo touched it?"

"...Don't touch her." Zuo Jiling's eyes became dark, and his fists were unconsciously clenched. He is using all his strength to tighten the last string called reason.

If Huo Huaishao would listen to him, his name would not be Huo Huaishhao. He continued to probe down, and suddenly his eyes froze.

A red seal appeared above her collarbone.