Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

   Chapter 43 Seemingly ruthless but affectionate, seemingly affectionate but ruthless (43)

  Jiaoyang rolled his eyes at him, "This man is so boring", the message was clearly expressed in her eyes.

   Huo Huaishao's face darkened: "Anyway, no matter what you think, I'll take you today!"

   He was about to forcefully drag the person into the car, when Zuo Shao turned back, his eyes narrowed, that's not it. The calmness and reason in his mind suddenly exploded.

   "Stop it!" He ran towards her, and at the same time, the cell phone hidden in his pocket made a call, "Huo Huaishao, if you want revenge, come at us, what a skill to move a woman!"

   Huo Huaishao saw that it was Zuo Jiling, Sheng Jiaoyang's boyfriend. Now that's all right, he sneered, and raised his gun directly at her temple: "Is Sheng Jiaoyang an ordinary woman, she is the apple of Old Master Sheng's palm, and the future mistress of the Zuo family!

  You said that you kidnapped a Sheng Jiaoyang, what can you get for me? "

   "You dare!" Zuo Jiling's eyes were red, but she couldn't act rashly.

   "Don't come here, your fiancee's life is in my hands, if you don't want her to die"

Huo Huaishao shook the gun in his hand, reminding him of the current situation, his voice was dark and hoarse, "But I heard that the relationship between you is not harmonious, isn't it? If you want freedom, you can borrow mine while you are now. With the exception of Sheng Jiaoyang, from now on, there will be no marriage contract that can restrain life. Young Master Zuo, do you want to think about it?"

   Zuo Jiling was so frightened by his action that he never cared about Sheng Jiaoyang's life or death, and it was his greatest kindness not to step on her when she was in danger.

   But now, it is hard for him to imagine if he would go crazy if he watched the bullet pass through Jiaoyang's head, "Don't move around, I'll do whatever you want."

   Huo Huaishao's face froze, it seemed that Zuo Jiling really fell in love with Sheng Jiaoyang. It was obviously a situation that was beneficial to him, but he couldn't be happy at all now: As expected, a woman who can't get it, it's better to destroy it than to watch her kiss her with other men for the rest of her life.

   In front of Zuo Jiling, he picked up Jiaoyang's long hair that was scattered behind his back and covered his neck, and stroked it little by little, with an ambiguous and provocative caress.

  Jiaoyang glanced at him sideways, the man was hooking the corner of his mouth, full of malice.

   "What are you doing?" Ling opened her eyes instantly.

   "Since ancient times, there have been troubles with beauty, I'm just curious, what is so special about Miss Shanda that it is worth making Zuo Shao, who has lived in the midst of thousands of flowers, fascinated by her?"

  Huo Huaishao was talking to Zuo Jiling, but his eyes were looking at Jiao Yang, and every time his hand touched her, he closely watched the change in the expression on her face, and even felt a morbid pleasure in his heart.

  Ke Jiaoyang just raised her eyebrows and stared at herself with a half-smile, without any emotional fluctuations.

   So angry, Huo Huaishao began to intensify, and even tore off her standing neckline, revealing a large area of ​​her white and delicate skin like suet jade. His eyes greedily explored the past, and the corners of his mouth curved deeper.

   "I don't know, has Zuo Shao touched it?"

   "Don't touch her." Zuo Jiling's eyes became dark, and her fists clenched unconsciously. He was using all his strength to tighten the last string called reason.

   If Huo Huaishao would listen to him, he would not be called Huo Huaisho. He continued to look down, suddenly staring.

   A red mark appeared on the upper side of her collarbone.

   (end of this chapter)