Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Jiao Yang blinked and looked at Ai Xilu: "What did you say just now?"

Ai Xilu glanced at Xilin, then turned to Sheng Jiaoyang: "Nothing."

Xilin's face darkened slightly, and he held Jiaoyang's hand slightly tighter, and Jiaoyang felt it.

The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if there was a story behind her.

Moreover, Aisilu's reaction did not seem to be a reaction caused by a guilty conscience, but rather a reaction made to deliberately arouse her suspicion.

"Nothing dear, Ai Xilu just said that no matter how precious the jewelry is, it cannot compare to one ten thousandth of your beauty."

"Yeah."

Jiaoyang smiled and nodded: "Since it's nothing, then it's nothing."

She trusted Xilin, but she still said she didn't care.

The corners of Ai Xilu's lips stiffened slightly, and his sapphire green eyes flashed with a faint light.

When Jiaoyang got into the car, Xilin followed behind and looked at him with calm eyes: "What's the matter with you?"

Ai Xilu shrugged helplessly: "I was so excited that I accidentally made a slip of the tongue. But do you really think that Miss Ming'an's affairs can be hidden from her for the rest of her life? And what happened between you and Jiao Yang, showing off like this on the street? , you still have to take her back to your place. Your parents must have gotten the news by now, have you figured out how to solve it? "

"They won't care."

Xilin took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth. Because he knew that Jiao Yang didn't like the smell of cigarette smoke on his body, he didn't use a lighter to light it, he just held it in his mouth.

The emotion in his eyes flickered: "As long as I didn't express my intention to marry her, my parents would have been used to it."

"Marry that woman into the house?" Ai Xilu looked at him in surprise, "How could you even think of that level?"

"I not only think about it, I also plan to do it," Xilin's eyes deepened. "It's just for her reputation and safety, so I won't rashly ask my parents to marry her before I'm ready. But this A day is not too far away.”

"Are you crazy?" Ai Xilu looked at him in shock. He thought Xilin only planned to let that woman be his lover. "I remember you told me before that she was imprisoned in a remote and backward place with her brother. She is a slave in a certain place. Now that she has escaped like this, she is equivalent to being a gangster. Your parents will never agree to marry the only son of the Schar family to this woman."

"So what if you don't agree," Xilin frowned, "As Si Chaer's next heir, if I don't even have this right, then I, the heir, don't do it."

"Are you really planning to imitate Ariva?" Ai Xilu sneered sarcastically, "The two brothers and sisters are really good at kidnapping one another. If they are some kind of criminal gang or human traffickers, that would be really creepy."

While speaking, Ai Xilu still had mixed feelings.

He really didn't expect Xilin to be determined to marry her.

Xilin smiled.

He believed that no matter how many years passed, he would never forget the Christmas rose she gave him on a snowy day.

"As for Miss Ming'an, it's even more difficult for you to worry about it. I used to think that I would never get married in this life, so I made a contract with her and asked her to be my shield in front of my parents for the rest of my life. Now the situation is different, I will naturally Make it clear to her."

"Come on, Xilin."

Ai Xilu smiled ambiguously: "There are some things that cannot be explained clearly. You should know better than me. No matter how simple and clear things are, once emotions are involved, they will become complicated. Even if you have reached a contract, but That Miss Ming'an has a deep affection for you. Just to keep her illusory contract with you, she has wasted so many years and rejected so many peach blossoms.

You have clearly seen what she wants and what she is thinking all these years. She is a woman, but you want her to work with you like this, and use her deep love for you to ask her to act with you, so as to avoid the marriages that may befall you. It is said that it is the pursuit of freedom, but in fact it is selfishness.

You and her have remained innocent until now, but there are some things you haven't said clearly, which has kept her hopeful for so many years. Maybe that sad woman really thinks that maybe one day you, who are also lonely and old, will be together for the rest of your life, and maybe you will marry her one day. But now, the woman you really want to marry has appeared."

Ai Xilu raised the corners of his lips and leaned close to Xilin's melancholy face: "Your first reaction is how to get rid of her. This is not wrong. It is the reaction that any normal man should have. But... you are not afraid of Ming An The young lady couldn't bear to commit suicide because of the sudden thought? Or, because of jealousy, it would be detrimental to the lovely and innocent oriental girl?

Suppose again that she embellished the past few years between you and her in front of your Oriental girl. What do you think will be the result? "

"But I can't kill her to avoid future troubles. This is too unhuman to do."

"You have already thought of this, so what are you worried about?" Ai Xilu laughed and raised her hand to pat his shoulder, "Don't worry, I will help you. I will tell Miss Ming'an all this, and then Keep her away from this city, lest she see you and be moved by the scene."

"Do you really have a solution?" Xilin glanced at him, doubtful.

"Do not worry."

Ai Xilu's cat eyes flashed with a cunning luster: "Growing up, when we did bad things together, I always wiped your butt."

At this time, Jiaoyang, who was sitting in the car, pressed her fingers on the window and stuck her head out impatiently: "I said what you two are mumbling about is not over yet."

"Coming, coming." The two of them got into the car one after another.

But in the back seat of the car, Jiaoyang supported her head with her hands, and the curvature of her lips had an unknown meaning.

she heard

They said, Miss Ming'an.

Xilin took Jiaoyang to his residence.

It is almost known to everyone that the young master of the Sichaer family is hiding his beauty in the golden house.

Indeed, as Xilin expected, the two heads of Sichaer, who knew their son's habit of thinking that this time would probably be over after just a while, did not take it seriously at first.

Everyone who passed this around didn't take it seriously.

The most talked about thing was the girl's astonishing beauty, which was different from the immature face of Europeans and Americans, and the envy, admiration, or sneer at Young Master Xilin.

As long as they are isolated from the outside world, the two of them have been living a very happy life during this period.

Xilin leaned his whole body on the sofa, his long hair was tied into braids, and his whole body exuded a lazy atmosphere.

He had his cell phone in his hand and his eyes were half-lidded.

At this time, Jiaoyang, who was wearing loose pajamas, was jumping downstairs with an apple in her hand. When her eyes caught Xilin on the sofa, she trotted over happily.

She leaned directly up and sat on him, then stretched out her two slender white legs to wrap around him, hugged Xilin's neck, and k!ssed him.

In a state of confusion and infatuation, Xilin hugged her waist tightly and buried himself deeply in it.