Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

The smile on Xilin's face retracted and he looked at Sriya'an's face meaningfully.

If he just bullied his sister, does he need to be so angry?

Is this how a brother who simply cares about his sister should behave? Is this man really just venting his anger on his sister?

You haven't answered me yet.

Xilin looked carefully and stared closely: Where did you take Yaliwa? Many people are looking for her, but there is no trace.

Even the police were dispatched, but nothing was found, which inevitably made him suspicious.

What if I don't tell you? Sriya glanced at him.

If you don't tell her, then you are not allowed to take her away. Xilin looked at Sheng Jiaoyang, who was standing behind the man, with infinite melancholy in his eyes.

Did she never doubt him? She always stood behind him unswervingly.

I won't take her away, how can you take her away? Sriya'an sneered coldly, looked at Fu Weiwei behind Xilin, and the sarcasm on his lips became more serious, Don't forget, you will be a married woman soon. Husband. Do you think it’s better for her to follow you than to follow me? What’s more, I met her before you, many, many years ago. The most important thing is.”

Green eyes turned to look at her.

She is also willing to come with me.

Jiao Yang was startled.

Xilin frowned more tightly and looked at Fu Qiran who seemed to be watching the show: Does Mr. Fu also agree?

Fu Qiran was stunned. At this moment, Jiaoyang's eyes were also passed to him. He instantly raised his hands and smiled flatteringly: Jiaoyang is Jiaoyang. Of course she decides who she wants to go with. We are not qualified to agree for her. disagree.

Jiaoyang nodded with satisfaction.

You Xilin was even more angry.

After all, it was her past tense. This Fu Qiran was indeed unreliable.

Sriya'an snorted coldly and took Jiaoyang's wrist: Three hundred kilometers south of the western suburbs, there is a manor, and Yaliwa is there. To be precise, it was Yaliwa and that group of people. The mutilated bones of the policemen were buried under the bombed ruins.

Snell spectrum!

Jiaoyang was a little surprised, secretly cursing that the pervert was indeed a pervert. Even if he occasionally looks like a normal person, he is still a pervert deep down.

Why did he suddenly say all this.

In this way, when Xilin and the others get there and see the ruins and the miserable deaths of those people, they will definitely be able to discover their identities.

Is Sriyan using this to intimidate him?

As expected, he wanted face and prestige, not his life.

She tilted her head, her lowered eyes a little dark.

It would be better to just let him die like this.

Xilin was very surprised. He didn't expect that the person who had been so secretive just now was suddenly willing to tell him this.

Really? Xilin raised his eyebrows, doubtful, Since I can remember, I have never heard that there is a manor there.

I've already said it. It's up to you whether you want to go and see it. Sriya'an said in a leisurely tone.

You always speak with a French accent, Fu Qiran, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke, raising the corners of his lips in a meaningful tone, but you look like an authentic British person. If I'm not mistaken. Who is your grandmother from the British royal family?”

Sriya'an paused in his steps, his green eyes filled with an icy cold light, not panicking, but on the contrary, extremely calm.

Does it have anything to do with you?

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