Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Jiaoyang walked up with a smile, hooked her fingers, motioning for her to lean her head over, and then leaned into Fu Weiwei's ear:

"If I tell you, I originally planned to abandon Xilin. But seeing how he fell in love with you so quickly suddenly aroused my competitive spirit, and I wanted to snatch him back and kick him Why don't you open it to vent my unhappiness?"

Fu Weiwei's eyes widened in disbelief.

"I think you won't mind," Jiaoyang smiled even brighter, "I just want that man to be played with one more time. After all, you love Xilin so much. Only by falling in love with me will he be happy. Look at what he looks like now."

Jiaoyang motioned her to look over. Xilin's side face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and the hand holding the cup in his left hand was still trembling slightly, looking extremely haggard.

Fu Weiwei's pupils suffocated.

"Since you love Xilin so much, you shouldn't force him to marry you. Is this the love you talk about? Love is fulfillment. Are you doing it to fulfill Xilin, or to fulfill yourself? Do you think he is with you? Will we really be happy together?"

The corners of Jiaoyang's lips raised, and her eyes fell on the little finger of his left hand, "Isn't his finger fully recovered? Is the root cause of the disease about to be found? By the way, you don't know what's going on with his finger." Bar?"

Fu Weiwei was shaking all over. In her memory, Xilin seemed to have never taken off his leather gloves. Even when eating.

There was a vague guess in her mind, but she opened her mouth but did not dare to ask.

"That was because he once wanted to marry me, but his parents were strongly opposed to it. So he did all this to threaten me, and since then there has been an obstacle on his left hand."

Jiaoyang smiled, with deep eyes: "It's also ridiculous. He thought he was sacrificing himself, but he never asked me if I was willing."

She looked at Fu Weiwei.

how about you? Did your self-righteous sacrifice and self-righteous contribution really save him?

"me."

Fu Weiwei almost fell down, tears came up, almost blocking his chest and making him unable to breathe.

She never expected that Xilin would harm himself and even hurt his own body for this woman, just to stay with her!

With such sensational and hot feelings, can Xilin really forget this woman? Can his wounds really be healed by his own wishful thinking?

She only felt that Xilin had to leave this terrible woman, but she never thought about what this meant to him, whether it was to pull him out of the swamp or plunge him completely into darkness.

Fu Weiwei didn't know that she was really at a loss, heartbroken and confused. She suddenly felt that she was a joke compared to the woman in front of her.

She was even ashamed and felt that she was not worthy to be here, standing in front of her

That woman is still laughing. How can she laugh? How can she be so mentally strong? Why does such a woman exist and be so confident all the time?

Fu Weiwei's eyes were distracted and she held on to the wall next to her. Xilin came over and she didn't hear what he said clearly.

"Let's not get engaged, Xilin." Her voice trembled.

He was stunned: "Why?" Sadly, there was only confusion in his voice, not any sadness.

Fu Weiwei closed his eyes in despair, tears falling down his cheeks, and turned his back to him.

My uncle said that she is also a member of the Fu family. Since she is a member of the Fu family, she must not lose her identity and dignity as a member of the Fu family at any time.

No matter how sad you are, you can't shed tears for outsiders, especially in front of your enemies.

Fu Weiwei struggled to wipe the tears from her face, but her voice was still choked with sobs. The overwhelming sadness made her almost blurred.

She couldn't embarrass her brother-in-law.

"It's just that I suddenly don't want to anymore." That woman was right, because you don't love me, because I love you, so I let you go free.

Fu Weiwei heard his inner voice.

She fell.

Drowsily, she heard Xilin seeming to be arguing with the woman about something, and the things on the table were shattered on the floor.

Fu Weiwei smiled bitterly and closed his eyes.

It's not important anymore...

Jiaoyang returned to the villa, entered aggressively, and then slammed the door!

"Where have you gone?"

Sitting on the sofa, holding a scalpel and wearing white medical gloves, Forrestlin raised his eyes. On the coffee table facing him were three unknown objects with bloody flesh.

Jiaoyang, who was already in a bad mood, became even more angry when she saw him. Without saying a word, she walked over, kicked the chair next to him, and then walked upstairs.

Fu Leistlin was startled, and the scalpel in his hand trembled. With a crooked gesture, the "semi-finished product" that was about to be completed was turned into a defective product.

Fu Leistlin looked at the sliced ​​meat that had been cut crookedly: "..."

"Hey." He simply threw the defective product into the trash can and stared at her with his blue eyes, looking at Sheng Jiaoyang who was walking on the stairs.

"What have you been doing?"

His eyes fell on the oriental girl's slightly messy hair: "You were robbed? Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, Tangtang is perverted. As a member of our gang of four, he would be robbed one day."

"Who said I was robbed?" Jiaoyang turned around and glared at him, "I was in a bad mood on the road and caught it myself."

That guy from the Schall family is simply incomprehensible!

"Oh? Why are you in a bad mood?" Fu Leistlin sat on the sofa, leaned back, and yawned lazily.

"I'm a roadie, I'm lost!"

"Is that so?" He stretched out his hand and put it on the sofa, looking at her with a half-smile. "Didn't the man you went to see send you back out of gentlemanly manner?"

Jiaoyang paused while walking on the stairs for half a second, then turned back to look at him and twitched her lips: "Huh?"

"Don't look at me like that."

Fu Leistlin spread his hands: "I'm not following you. Don't forget what I did for a living before I became a pervert."

Jiaoyang snorted coldly, of course she knew he wasn't following.

"Why, looking at your devastated look, you were disappointed?" Fu Leistlin looked at her with a smile, "Don't you want Xilin to get engaged to that woman?"

Jiaoyang glanced at him from the corner of her eye.

The man stood up from the sofa and curled his lips.

"Sweetheart, sweetheart, have you underestimated the self-esteem of men, especially the self-esteem of Master Xilin, who has been pampered and arrogant since childhood.

You just dumped him, causing him to lose face in front of so many people, especially when the person you cheated on was his childhood playmate Ai Xilu. Tell me, how can you ask him to forgive you? "

His blue eyes looked at her with a depth that was hard to understand: "So what if he has you in his heart, at this time no matter what, his choice will never be you."