Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

   Chapter 28 Seemingly ruthless but affectionate, seemingly affectionate but ruthless (28)

  Jiaoyang seems to have reached some kind of agreement with the other side. Since she started seeing Huo Quci every day, she has become calmer these days and has stopped acting as a demon.

  Everything went in the direction Huo Huaishao wanted, but for some reason, his heart began to get irritated day by day.

   He attributed it to the delayed acquisition of shares.

   Then those whips and torture instruments would fall on Huo Quci more ruthlessly, and the more severely he was injured, the more gentle the girl would be to him the next day.

   This is like a dead knot that can’t be untied, and you can’t find a way back at a loss.

   On this day, Jiaoyang came again. She smelled the stench of blood on the boy's body, and Huo Quci looked at her gradually approaching figure. Before she could see her own eyes, she concealed the hope in her eyes well.

   seems to still be the same cold and alienated look before, but they all know that everything has become different.

   She has seen him at his most down and out, and is the only light for him in this dark time. Now they are the only one to rely on each other.

  Today, Jiaoyang gave Huo Quci some medicine for wounds. His injuries were so severe that no one else could approach him, and Huo Huaishao couldn't let him die. Jiaoyang simply asked for it himself.

  Huo Huaishao agreed, but when he threw the medicine to her, his movements were a little rough.

   "It may be a little painful, bear with it."

  Jiaoyang took off his clothes and smeared medicine on him, not caring whether he admired his figure or not. The slightly cool fingers carry the cool ointment, bit by bit, numb to the bone.

  Huo Quci clenched his lower lip, the lavender lips were almost seductive in color, and the voices that overflowed from the two lips from time to time were alluring and moving.

  Jiaoyang's hand stopped. She tilted her head, with pity in her eyes. She has always cherished beautiful women, and she simply asked, "Is it very, very painful?" .

   is not like a teenager in his twenties.

  Huo Quci shook his head. He has been tied to a chair for the past few days, but if Jiaoyang comes over, he will help him untie the rope tied to the hand behind the chair.

  When Jiaoyang and Huo Quci were alone, Dyeingjing and Dianmo would be ordered to stand aside to prevent the two hostages from venting. At first, they frowned when they saw Jiaoyang untangle the rope from Huo Quci's hand, but didn't say anything, and didn't report the matter to Huo Huaisho.

   Just after she leaves, she will silently retie the rope she untied. And at this time, Huo Quci would look at them with those sneering and annoying eyes.

   And now, Huo Quci used the hand that had temporarily regained freedom, and pressed her hand on himself, as if afraid that she would pull away.

   Neither of them spoke, they looked at each other, and a silent breath flowed between them.

   was silent for a while, and Jiaoyang approached his arms as he had done several times before, with his small head nestled on his chest. The slender figure always gave people the illusion of helplessness, Huo Quci patted her soft hair soothingly.

  This embrace is more like a silent encouragement and dependence between companions than the snuggle between lovers.

   The two of them tacitly did not break this relationship.

The dye mirror and dye ink next to    looked at each other, and they always felt that they had accidentally crashed into something serious.

   (end of this chapter)