Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

   Chapter 13 Seemingly ruthless but affectionate, seemingly affectionate but ruthless (13)

Jiao Yang narrowed her eyes happily. She doesn't care about any rumors in the world, but she has a kind of bad taste. .

   She likes others to look at her with approval like "This girl is really kind", especially when she has a bad idea in her heart. Looking at Jiaoyang's beautiful skin, who would have thought that she was a villain who likes to play with people's hearts.

  Ling looked at her smug little appearance, and three black lines were drawn on her forehead: "Have you had enough trouble?"

  Jiaoyang nodded subconsciously, and the next moment his big eyes widened: Isn't he the one who has been making troubles all the time?

   "Phone." He reached out to her.

  Jiaoyang blinked his eyes very simply, and then put his soft and boneless hands into the pockets of his clothes beside him

".Hey!"

   The boy's drooping eyelids were completely opened, the habitual sluggish aura disappeared, and his face was inexplicably red, I don't know if she was angry or ashamed.

   One hand pressed her wiggling hand, and the other pushed her forehead.

  Who would have imagined that there would be such a flustered expression on the left side of the young master?

   "I told you to give me your cell phone, and I'll call your family! I didn't ask you to take my cell phone, please!" His cell phone was in his pocket, do you still need her help? He's not crippled, nor is he perverted!

".Oh."

  Jiaoyang nodded as if she finally understood, unlocked her phone obediently, and handed it over with both hands.

  Ling took over the phone, as if she still stared at her angrily.

   "Hello, Zhang, Uncle?"

   and others came to pick up Jiaoyang, Zuo Jiling watched Jiaoyang get off the car from the car, and walked over to Uncle Zhang.

   She wore a pair of knee-length boots on her legs, and those white, slender and straight legs were dangling in front of his eyes all the time.

  Ling looked back, thought for a while, and got out of the car.

   "Uncle Zhang." Jiao Yang obediently called him softly.

  Uncle Zhang was in his 40s and was the housekeeper of the Sheng family.

   He glanced defensively at the young master Zuo Jiling, who was standing next to him like a telephone pole, and bowed respectfully towards her:

   "Miss, you haven't come home so late, what are you doing outside? Fortunately, the old man hasn't come back today, otherwise he will be in a hurry."

Night?

  Ling lifted her eyelids and saw a bright blue sky above her head.

   For the first time, he deeply realized that Sheng Jiaoyang was able to develop such an ignorant character, not without a reason.

   "I'm sorry, Uncle Zhang, don't tell the old man what happened today, I swear, just once."

  Jiaoyang stuck out her little tongue and stretched out a small fist as if to promise.

   In fact, she doesn't like being controlled by her nature. She is such a free-spirited person, and her mood is always unpredictable and capricious.

  Listen to your words, it may just be that she thinks being controlled is novel and fun, but once she turns her face, it is true that she will not save the other party any face.

  So, Master Zuo, you should cherish this time when she is not tired of playing yet.

   Uncle Zhang nodded fondly, and when he looked up, he saw Zuo Jiling who had kidnapped their young lady next to him, his face was pulled down again, and he didn't like how he looked at him.

   (end of this chapter)