Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Twenty years Zhai Li touched his chest and smiled slowly.

Zhai Qiwu was already crying down there, out of breath and almost fainting. Why. He had to go through the same pain a second time.

All this is because of Sheng Jiaoyang! If it wasn't for her, why would his son go and kill someone? She actually bewitched his good son to this point, she is the one who really deserves to die!

The boy's hands were handcuffed. On the way to the prison, he raised his head for the last time and looked at the sky above him.

Son, son. Zhai Qiwu rushed over, his eyes full of tears, Don't be afraid, dad, I will find a way to get you out.

.Get it out? Zhai Li tilted his head, doubts in his eyes, They say a life must be paid for a life. Three lives only gave me twenty years. As your son, I am already very ashamed. Please stop doing this, father. Meaningless things make me sick.”

Zhai Qiwu looked at him in disbelief: Three bastard lives have ruined your life! Think about whether this deal is worth it! It must be Sheng Jiaoyang. It's that woman who encouraged you to kill her. Human, right? After all, they have evidence of her.

Speaking of this, Zhai Qiwu's eyes moved. Zhai Li saw this and suddenly reached out and grabbed his father. Zhai Qiwu raised his head and was shocked when he saw his son's expression.

If Dad touches her again, it will only make me want to die from shame.

His eyes were filled with tears, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

If you really have to attack her, then I have no choice but to go down and accompany her. I am atoneing for you now, dad. Because you gave birth to me and raised me, so even if you are no longer a human being, I will I must repay your kindness in raising me. I don’t agree with you just because family ties are thicker than water. I hope you will figure it out.

Now I have repaid your kindness and I am living for her. I can do anything for her, even die for her.

Zhai Li shook him off. He no longer wanted to look at his father and followed the police into the police car.

Zhai Qiwu's body froze.

What does it mean to die for her?

He turned around suddenly, and half of his son's body had already climbed up. He rushed over desperately, but everyone stopped him and dragged him behind.

Son, son, you didn't kill those people, right? Tell me what's the secret, tell me.

No one answered his question.

Zhai Qiwu fell to the ground, his eyes already filled with tears. He covered his face.

Why. Why did everything turn out like this? He has such a good pair of children.

He sobbed a few times and clutched his chest, feeling severe cramping pain. His eyes turned white and he fainted.

People around him were taking pictures, cheering or cursing, and stepped on him. Amidst the noise, no one paid attention.

Jiaoyang sat on the bed with her calves bent, looking at the video on her phone with dark eyes.

Suddenly a hand stretched out from behind, clasped her slim waist, and led her back. Then he skillfully moved his hand around the front and untied the thin belt around her waist.

Jiaoyang blinked, and her back was pressed against a hot chest.

She turned off her phone, turned around and hugged the man's waist.

What are you looking at? came the man's low and pleasant voice.

Some, some, some not. She answered with curved lips.

The two were wearing couple's pajamas, one lavender and one dark blue, spread out on the bed.