Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Xilin

I can no longer be by your side. You must take good care of yourself.

I know your little princess lives in your heart, but don’t forget that you are also the little prince in the hearts of many people.

Xilin

Have you heard the story of the little prince?

It was a barren and desolate planet, and he was the last prince on the planet, but the little prince spent almost everything for that red rose, but he still felt hurt.

Maybe none of us are wrong.

I just haven't become more mature.

Fu Weiwei buried his head on the ground and said goodbye deeply.

Both Mr. and Mrs. Sichar came forward. Mrs. Sichar cried and said that she was really a very good woman: "Little girl, you are right. It is our son who is sorry for you. I hope you can find someone who truly loves you in the future." Your man, marry well and never meet someone like my son again."

Everyone came to comfort her, except the man she wanted.

Fu Weiwei smiled, yes, there is no such thing as a perfect life.

She wiped away her tears: "We won't encounter it because there won't be another cylinder in this world."

Fu Qiran frowned and urged, "Is that okay? If we say goodbye, we'll leave."

He was not very happy. He always felt that Fu Weiwei was showing weakness in front of Xilin's parents, just like he felt that he was weaker than Xilin.

Fu Qiran led Fu Weiwei towards the door. At this moment, his steps suddenly stopped.

He heard the sound...

It was the sound of boots hitting the ground.

Fu Qiran was stunned and looked up.

There was a loud noise outside the door, and a little girl walked in as if there was no one else around.

is her……

Appearing here at this time, in front of everyone's shocked look, Jiaoyang stretched out her hand with a smile and placed the familiar ring in front of the Sichaers: "I suddenly remembered something. This ring is expensive. I want to After thinking about it, it’s better to give it back to your son.”

Everyone was stunned.

Fu Qiran looked at her in disbelief and said silently: "Jiaoyang."

As soon as a familiar voice came in, Xilin rushed out of the room door and frantically hugged the woman in front of him into his arms.

"Are you really going to leave?" He shed tears, his face was pale and trembling, almost begging, "Don't go, please don't go."

"that's not allowed."

She smiled, with a bright and evil smile on her face: "You know, something happened to them, and I have to leave with them."

The incident happened suddenly. There were only pictures of Sriyaan and Fu Leistlin on the city's arrest warrants, and it was impossible to include hers.

Because Sheng Jiaoyang was secretly taken to Mosca, and her identity was that of a person who was supposed to have been dead for five years.

But Xilin didn't know the reason. His eyes were extremely hurt and lost, and his lips were pale and lavender: "They all killed people, they are murderers! Do you still have to follow them even if you know this?"

"Yes." Jiaoyang nodded, not looking at Fu Qiran from the beginning to the end.

However, he raised the corners of his lips and crossed his arms.

When Jiao Yang came out of Si Chaer's house, Fu Qiran found an excuse to let Fu Weiwei leave, and then followed him very consciously.

"Why are you following me?" Jiao Yang turned around and smiled at him.

"You don't care about these external things, but you still came here," Fu Qiran responded with a tacit smile, "Isn't it just because you came to see me on purpose?"

"Who said that?" Jiaoyang raised her chin, curled her lips, and took the lead to walk forward.

"where are we going?"

Fu Qiran had a smile on his lips, spread his hands, and handed over the car keys.

Bonus bonus ×10, thanks to the little cuties for the tips~