Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Chu Lianjue wished he could tell her right away: The person who saved you was clearly me, and for your sake I cooperated with the demon sect that he usually hated the most.

But he could only endure it. Seeing her looking like she was thinking about who she was and secretly thinking of her as her savior, he almost choked himself to death.

Chu Lianjue grabbed Jiaoyang's shoulders and asked her to look at him: "Don't think so wildly. Since it's safe, it's the best. Just stay quietly in your place. I will do everything else. As long as I'm here, everything will be fine." I won’t let you fall into a dangerous situation.”

Jiaoyang met his gaze and was stunned for a moment. She nodded as if she was infected by his firm gaze. But she suddenly remembered something, blinked her eyes, called him, raised her eyes and looked at him: "Speaking of which, I There is one more thing I don’t understand, Ah Jue."

"Huh?" Chu Lianjue didn't dare to look at her, and his lowered fingers trembled.

Jiaoyang looked a little puzzled, and leaned over to see his face: "Since the people in Chake Villa have detained us for so long regardless of right and wrong, why did they agree to let us meet today? What? And Uncle Lu and the others."

"Now that you can't protect yourself, don't care about these irrelevant people!" He suddenly reached out and knocked over the porcelain cup on the table next to him. The ends of his eyes were red and he looked at her with anger, "Besides, It’s not like you don’t know what their character is like?”

But the hands hidden in the cuffs were trembling, and when he saw her obviously frightened, innocent and aggrieved eyes, he felt extremely tormented inside.

She didn't know that she still didn't know how much she had paid for it and how much she had given up. But if he told her, would she understand? Or treat him as a cold-hearted monster from now on.

If he really did that, what is the difference between him and those people in the demonic sect that he hates deeply?

Chu Lianjue lowered his head and sneered at himself.

"Ah Jue, don't do this."

Jiaoyang reached out and pulled his hands hanging on both sides. He avoided it angrily, but she pulled again. In the end, their fingers were firmly attached to each other, leaving no gaps.

Jiaoyang raised the hands they were holding, put them in front of his eyes, and smiled at him. Her smile was like sunshine breaking through the gloom, extremely warm.

The young man stared at her blankly. She held it very carefully, her fingers even trembling perhaps due to the fright just now.

Chu Lianjue suddenly felt guilty from the bottom of his heart, but he was stubborn and didn't know how to speak.

He pursed his lips tightly, and his lips turned pale from the bite.

"I just think that Uncle Lu and the others should be people that A Jue cares about very much. You got to know them earlier than you got to know me. Even though, because of me, you are temporarily at odds with them, I feel I'm sorry. If I make you unhappy by mentioning them, I won't mention them again."

Jiaoyang lowered her head, her eyelashes covering her expression. But he could feel that she must be extremely lost now.

The young man had mixed feelings in his heart, and for a moment he didn't know how to face it. It turned out that she had always thought this way. She felt insecure and actually felt that those people were more important than her in his heart.

He was silent for a while, and then suddenly grabbed her hand. Jiaoyang was stunned for a while, raised her eyes to look at him, and then was embraced into his arms.

The young man rested his chin on her shoulder, lowered his eyelashes and trembled slightly to prevent anyone from noticing his inner fragility: "No, in my heart, you are much more important than them. It's not that there is no comparison at all."

"Huh?" Jiaoyang twitched the corner of her mouth, her eyes darkened.

"In the past, as Chu Lianjue, the only young master of the Chu family, I cared about my parents, my uncle, and the entire sect in Qiu Shan. But now this Chu Lianjue standing in front of you has lost everything and abandoned his former body. Because of his status as a member of the Chu family, what he has abandoned at the same time is his pride and infinite glory. There is no need for him to live as before."

In the final analysis, people are selfish. He just wants to live and protect the people he wants to protect. He did nothing wrong.

He tightened his arms and hugged her tighter and tighter, so tight that it seemed as if he was not only hugging her, but also wanting to hold her tightly, just like a person living in darkness would cherish the only light he can see in his life. .

"Right now, I only care about myself and you."

When Jiaoyang came out of the room, her demeanor had changed. He was walking on the corridor with one hand behind his back, his eyes filled with the calmness and indifference that comes naturally from being in a high position for a long time.

Chu Lianjue had been taken away just now. In order to ensure the smooth progress of the plan, she could not break up with him on bad terms. Anyway, so far, everything is going well.

Yun Tangzhi's consideration is also correct. The reputation Tea Guest Villa has accumulated on the surface and the weight of its voice in the world are a good cover-up for the Shenyue Sect. They should play a better role and cannot be ruined.

Even if she now pours dirty water on the heads of Lu Ke and his group, causing excitement and temporarily blinding the eyes of the world, there is no guarantee that the truth will not come out one day. At that time, it is inevitable that the disaster will be diverted to the east and the fire will be brought to Tea Guest Villa, and this secret move will be useless.

Therefore, it is best to use Chu Lianjue's hand to deal with them.

The guard guarding the door came up to her, looked at her expression, and said respectfully: "Master Yi, how was the conversation? I just heard the sound of something breaking inside the house."

"It doesn't matter," Jiaoyang continued to walk, her eyes cold, "It's just a little fuss, it won't delay the business."

"Just a little fuss? In all my years of living, this is the first time I've heard such an interesting statement."

A joking voice came from the roof. Jiao Yang looked up and twitched the corner of her mouth. He always likes to stand high, and there are few times when he appears in a normal way.

Baiye Liufeng's boots fell to the ground a little bit, and he crossed his arms across his chest, looking at her with a half-smile but not a smile: "When Mr. Yi first entered the house, he hugged that Chu Lianjue with deep affection, lingering sadness. And again. What kind of?"

He walked up to her, looked at her from top to bottom, and smiled: "Is it flirting?"

"Why don't I know that the dignified Baiye Liufeng has a habit of peeking?" Jiaoyang smiled and retorted.

The smile at the corner of his mouth faded, and the temperature in his eyes cooled down: "There are still many things you don't know."

The guards had retired long ago. Seeing that it was Lord Baiye, he didn't want to get into trouble with the two of them. Every time Mr. Yi and Mr. Baiye meet, it's like a thunder meets the fire. If they just talk about it, it would be better if they don't demolish a few houses.

In order to avoid hurting innocent people, he stayed wherever it was cool.

Two chapters in one.