Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

"You'd better not."

Jiaoyang stood up on tiptoes, grabbed his collar, and kissed him on the lips. Shi Ling closed her eyes subconsciously, her eyelashes trembling.

However, she quickly left, and she looked at him with a smile.

"If you really have an illegitimate child outside and I find out, then our relationship will be over, Shi Ling."

Shi Ling looked at her back, then watched her enter the dressing room, and then closed the door. His eyes were dark, and his hands were clenched into fists.

"Is it over?"

He smiled, covering his face with his hands, and a strange laugh came from between his fingers:

"Then let you be pregnant with my illegitimate child. At that time, can you still say that you want to leave me so lightly? You don't have to care about me, but the child cannot live without a father. The eternity between us cannot end. It’s impossible”

As soon as Jiaoyang entered the dressing room, she saw Zhai Li holding her medicine in his hand. He just stared at it and didn't even react when she came in or approached him.

She raised her eyebrows, reached out and grabbed the medicine from his hand, and threw it into her bag: "Has anyone ever taught you that it is impolite to mess with other people's things?"

Last time she found out that Shi Ling had swapped her medicine, she bought new ones and switched to this canned medicine.

She was tired of seeing this kind of trick. The men in her previous life had tried every means to keep her by their side. Some threatened to commit suicide, or did tricks to make her pregnant with their child, and in the end they even took her life with them.

Jiaoyang said that she was almost tired of watching it, couldn't she change it to something fresh?

But after she changed the medicine, she had no place to hide it, so she simply put it in the dressing room of the crew. After all, whatever you carry with you can easily be discovered by Shi Ling. Just let him think that he has succeeded, otherwise he will think of other ways.

Jiaoyang may not fall for it, but it will definitely be annoying.

"No one taught me," Zhai Li lowered his eyes and his voice was hoarse, "No one has ever cared about me. My father has always doted on me and my sister, especially me.

He dotes on me so much that he only cares about whether I suffer, such as whether I have enough money to spend, or my emotional life. Apart from these, he doesn't care about anything. As long as I am his son, he doesn't mind what kind of person I become. "

"Oh," Jiaoyang responded, zipping up the bag nonchalantly, "That's good. My dad is like that too. I've always thought that's good."

She suddenly remembered something, covered her mouth, and said with a non-serious smile, "I'm sorry that I was so quick-tongued that I forgot that I am an orphan now."

"..."

Zhai Li looked at her in silence for a while, then took her hand and hugged her waist, his voice choked with sobs: "Since you know that tampering with other people's things is bad, why do you still tamper with mine? ?”

"Huh?" Jiaoyang twitched her lips, "You mean your guitar? It's obviously you."

Facing his gentle and sad purple eyes looking at her, her voice gradually died down.

Jiaoyang avoided his sight and faced him with her back: "Then I'll give it back to you." With a bit of childish stubbornness.

"Why return it?" Zhai Li hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder with a bitter smile, "Do you want me to kiss you again?"

Jiaoyang pursed her lips and said nothing.