Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

She held the cup in her hand, raised her head, and pouted her red lips, as if she was deep in thought.

"Sheng Jiaoyang!" Fu Qiran became more and more angry, "Don't force me."

"What can I do if I force you?" Jiaoyang's smile became brighter, her eyebrows crescent, "Don't forget, for now, hurting me means hurting her. You can only do it with me. If you say these words in front of me, you can’t do anything else.”

"There's really nothing that can be done to me."

Fu Qiran took a deep breath and seemed to calm down suddenly. Under Jiaoyang's gaze, he slowly released his hand holding her collar.

"Since I am of no value to you, I now declare that our alliance is over."

He stepped away: "You shouldn't touch her."

Behind the scenes, Jiaoyang's face turned ugly. She caught up and said, "Fu Qiran, what do you mean? I helped you out of kindness. Yes, I did have my own selfish motives, but I did help you, didn't I? It was No. 3 who put you in this situation, and I put you Save her, why do you say these things to me for her?"

Jiaoyang took his hand forcefully and pulled his body back.

"Are you helping me? Are you helping me?" His eyes turned red and he looked at her, his lips trembling.

"You destroyed her."

Jiaoyang was stunned for a few seconds, and then she laughed again, with a meaningless smile: "What's going on? It's just sleeping with a man. Does that mean she's been destroyed? It's her body, isn't it my body? I think. Use it however you want. Not only with that man, but also his brother, and your little boy Bo Yunli, I want to get it, it’s not anyone else’s turn to point fingers!"

Fu Qiran looked at her and shook his head: "So I say, the craziest of the three of you is not her, but you, No. 2. With your look like this, I doubt whether it was she or you who killed your mother."

Jiaoyang was stunned for a moment, then laughed with unknown meaning: "Does it matter who killed it? Anyway, no matter who it was, it was Sheng Jiaoyang who killed Yao Baihe, and it was Sheng Jiaoyang who killed her mother. "

"Very important."

Fu Qiran lowered his eyelashes: ".At least for me."

He continued to walk further and further away, his legs trembling slightly as he walked away: "I hope I won't see you again, No. 2, you are selfish and greedy, you are really a horrible woman."

Jiaoyang's smile froze, and then her expression became strange: "Am I selfish, or are you?"

"Since you can get that man to help you so easily, and you still want to get Jiang Mingluo and Bo Yunli, why do you have to do it with me?"

His pace paused, and the corners of his mouth raised sarcastically.

"Obviously, there are already so many people around you. But she only has me."

Jiaoyang looked at him: "Even if my target is them, I have devoted the most to you."

Fu Qiran smiled self-deprecatingly: "Look at you, how confident you are to say such a thing. So I say you are a terrible woman. What does it mean that even if I want so many people, I have paid the most for you? What should I do for you? Are you honored by this?"

"Shouldn't it be?" Jiaoyang tilted her head.

Fu Qiran laughed angrily: How could there be such a woman in the world.

In fact, he can understand. After all, she is just a split personality. She is destined to be defective and incomplete in many aspects, including emotions and thinking logic.

He cannot be compared with normal people and cannot communicate normally.