Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

"what do you want?"

Britton stood there blankly, looking down at her, breathing slightly.

"Do you think I'm missing something in this position?"

With a smile in her eyes, Jiaoyang tilted her head: "I will give you some advice to His Highness Louis in exchange for your time."

The little girl walked over step by step, reached for Britton's chest, her fingertips touched his collar, then grabbed his collar and pulled him to her.

"There are still two hours before the negotiation starts. You have two choices now: one, give me your blood; two, give me something else of yours."

Jiaoyang's hands went down his waist. Britten's breathing tightened slightly. She looked at the playful eyes in front of her. Before he could react, she heard her continue: "But It’s you I’m facing, and under the current circumstances, I prefer you to choose the second one.”

Just last time, after she sucked Fossey's blood, she accidentally discovered that sucking blood could also achieve the purpose of robbing the opponent's power.

So in the future, if she wants to gain the power of the other party, it will not only be through "intimate contact".

After Jiao Yang said this, she remained still in this posture, as if waiting for Britton's answer.

And Britten lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling, as if she was struggling.

Just after a while, he suddenly reached out his hand and pushed her away.

Jiaoyang blinked blankly and took a few steps back.

Britton began to put on his coat and uniform, straightened the collar that she had just messed up, and looked at her coldly.

"Is it interesting?"

"Huh?" Jiao Yang looked up at him.

"Is it interesting for you to ask? Does teasing others and playing with other people's feelings and emotions give you a sense of accomplishment all the time?"

Britton clenched her fists, her eyelashes trembled violently with anger, and she looked at her with trembling fingers, "In your eyes, can anything be made fun of?"

Britton is not a fool, on the contrary, he is extremely sober.

At the same time, he was laughing at himself in his heart. Now that Sheng Jiaoyang was in this position, she didn't even bother to cover it up.

What shines in her eyes is not the tenderness and affection for her lover, but the light when facing her prey.

Jiaoyang was stunned by his sudden attack. In her daze, Britton had already pushed her out of the door.

"Are you serious?" Seeing that he was about to succeed, everything suddenly came to nothing.

Jiaoyang was not reconciled to this.

So she held on to the door frame tightly, not wanting to be pushed out by Britton.

If he still doesn't agree after a while, just force it.

Jiaoyang Bandit thought thoughtfully.

"Have you really not felt anything about me for so many days?" Jiaoyang looked at him accusingly, "You haven't even thought about me for a moment. Now that I'm here to see you, you kick me out, right? Seriously, is this what you want to do from the bottom of your heart?”

Looking at her still heartless face, Britton lowered his head and his expression darkened: "Yes."

The moment his voice fell, Jiaoyang's eyes narrowed, and her breath became terrifying in an instant: "Really? What is it? You really don't want to see me, you really haven't thought of me for a moment, you really haven't thought of me all your life. Don’t meet me again.”

Britton was stunned and looked at her.