Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

He became a bad guy, and No. 1 was stimulated. He didn't see how No. 3 came out, but she benefited the most.

Fu Qiran glanced at her, looked away, and ran away.

Didn't even ask her what the deal was.

It's never good to meet her anyway.

"You really don't want to know?" Jiaoyang didn't rush to catch up. She was right behind him, speaking calmly.

Jiaoyang watched him turn his head, as if he was determined to ignore others, but his pace slowed down unknowingly.

The corners of her lips gradually rose, and then she followed slowly: "I want to say that you help me chase Bo Yunli, and I will help you chase No. 3, how about that?"

Fu Qiran was stunned for a long time, and then suddenly looked at her. Jiaoyang's enlarged and bright smiling face almost made his eyes dizzy.

"..." He sneered for a while, "Are you kidding me?"

"I'm serious."

She blinked and then said: "I've figured it all out. What you said yesterday still makes sense. It's my own problem, so I should be responsible for whatever happens later. I shouldn't take it for granted. No one should do anything to me, let alone be greedy and insufficient. So, I have made a decision now.

Since you like No. 3 so much, then I will help you. But at the same time, you have to help me. You can't let me suffer, can you? Win-win is the most perfect cooperation. What's more, I absolutely cannot lose Yunli. "

"You mean, you really like Bo Yunli?" Fu Qiran asked her in a low voice while running.

"Um."

Jiaoyang nodded affirmatively, "Isn't it obvious? I thought you knew. If I didn't like Bo Yunli, why would I fight so fiercely with No. 1 for him? If you think about it carefully, don't No. 3 and I get along? The land is quite harmonious.”

Fu Chiran suddenly stopped talking.

"Hello."

Jiaoyang stretched out her calf and kicked him.

"The first step is that I know No. 3 better than you, so with my help, you can definitely get twice the result with half the effort. You also know Yunli better than me, and you can also help me. You should give me the right words, and I will help you. Chasing No. 3, will you help me?"

Fu Qiran threw the school uniform jacket tied to his body on the ground and suddenly became irritable.

"Why are you helping? Do you think we have the kind of relationship where we can sit together and live in harmony now?"

He sneered, gradually approaching her, his eyebrows taunting: "Stop taking it for granted, No. 2, think about what you did before, why do you think I should follow your steps now. Now .I feel numb all over even if I say a few more words to you, I wish I could avoid you like a snake or a scorpion."

After saying that, Fu Qiran left the team directly. No matter how many times Teacher Ren blew the whistle, there was no response.

"Jiaoyang, Fu Qiran has been getting more and more outrageous recently. How dare he talk to you in such an attitude."

The girls didn't dare to get close just now, so they came over one after another.

Jiaoyang looked at his back with them, the corner of her mouth raised slightly.

Fu Qiran was feeling very irritable right now. Even now that No. 3 finally came out, it couldn't make him feel better.

He was sitting on the rooftop of the school, holding a cup of coffee in his hand without taking a sip.

The words she said when she came to him on the 2nd in the morning came to mind, as well as the impeccable smile on her face when she spoke.

"Are you crazy?" Fu Qiran twitched his lips.