These things are obviously waiting for her to enjoy.
coincide?
A bloody drama?
What on earth does that man want to do?
Feeling guilty and want to make it up to her?
Obviously this is something the Mensao King can do.
No matter what he wants to do, this is what she needs. Others have already given it to her, so why should she be pretentious and abuse herself?
All kinds of complicated emotions are mixed together, but they can't hide the smile blooming like a flower on his face.
She washed her face in the creek, and suddenly a mischievous smile appeared on her face. She took out her dagger, found a big tree, and neatly carved a line of words on it. Then she continued on her way while singing a little tune. She was in a great mood.
Cheerful.
After she left, a silver-gray figure seemed to fall from the sky and landed under the tree where she had carved the words. On the tree trunk, there was a line of words carved crookedly: Dongfang Xing is a beast.
Dongfang Xing couldn't laugh or cry at this little thing that needed to be whipped.
He took out the dagger and carved a sentence on the side: Xiahou Huan'er is a little beast.
Beasts and little beasts are a perfect match.
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Yesterday I was worried that it would be a long journey to the East District and I would either die of exhaustion or starve to death.
Today, Xia Houhuan'er is not worried at all. When she is hungry, someone brings food, and when she is tired, someone brings sleeping bags. It is estimated that the master is still lurking somewhere at all times, taking the initiative to remove dangerous obstacles for her. What else is she afraid of?
What?
So, when a jeep parked in front of her, she naturally thought it was arranged by Dongfang Xing.
It wasn't until the car drove for a while that she realized something was wrong. There were two men in the car, one was driving and the other was sitting next to her. They had a weird smile on their face and their eyes looked a little lewd.
The people sent by Dongfang Xing would never dare to show any intrusive expression towards her.
Then she thought about it, the man's palm had already been put on her shoulder, and the disgusting smell wafted up, making her want to vomit.
"Little beauty, this tender white skin is so rare. Let me kiss you." The man's wretched face came over.
"Kiss your mother." Xiahou Huan'er scolded and punched him in the face. The man was unprepared and was knocked backward by her punch. He hit the glass window and almost opened the car door.
"Little bitch, you dare to hit me." The man yelled and rushed towards her.
"If I hit you, I'll hit you. Is it possible that I have to choose an auspicious day to hit you?" In this world, in broad daylight, the sex is really big.
Xiahou Huan'er bent her legs and kicked him. The carriage was narrow and the man could not escape. She quickly pulled out the dagger and placed it on his neck.
The man's body froze, his face was ferocious, and he cursed angrily, but he was too afraid to move.
The driver heard an unusual sound in the back compartment and was about to turn around when a hard object hit the back of his head. He saw in the mirror that it was a pistol.
"Don't move, keep driving, don't play any tricks, or I'll shoot you." Xia Houhuan'er pressed against the muzzle of the gun.
The driver said nothing and continued driving.
Xiahou Huan'er kicked the man and ordered: "Push the door."
The man looked carefully at the dagger across his neck and asked fearfully: "What do you want to do?"
"If I tell you to do it, just do it. Why are you talking so much nonsense? Isn't it time to kick him?" Xia Houhuan'er kicked him again impatiently.
The man screamed in pain and quickly reached out to push the car door open.
"Be good." Xiahou Huan'er suddenly showed him an innocent and bright smile.