Such a big wound is on it, so it's strange that it doesn't hurt.
Dongfang Xing pushed the hair away from her forehead and placed her palm on it. A catkin immediately grabbed his hand and stared at him firmly: "You promised me."
He regretted that he agreed so readily and no longer used his healing ability to help her heal her wounds: "The wounds must be treated."
Although Xiahou Huan'er's body is weak, she is too stubborn to give in: "You are the zombie king, and you can't break your promise."
In a place like this, there is danger at any time, and she cannot expose his weakness.
Dongfang Xing was a little annoyed.
Xiahou Huan'er reached out and stroked his tight, unhappy handsome face, and smiled: "You can bandage it briefly for me, and then take me to the hospital."
"I really want to squeeze you to death." Mr. Xing was a little impetuous and glared at her fiercely.
The little girl smiled even more happily.
Dongfang Xing sent out a communication signal, tore some rags from her clothes, and helped her bandage the wound, seeing her frowning.
He asked with a sinister look on his face: "Where else does it hurt?"
A blush suddenly appeared on Xia Hou Huan'er's pale face, and her eyes flashed: "Except for the flesh wounds on her hands and feet, they should be gone."
"Really?" It's just hands and feet. Why is she shy?
Mr. Xing didn't believe it at all, but he calmly opened her sleeves and trousers. Sure enough, there were a lot of scratch marks on them, and blood oozed out. On the snow-white skin, it was a bit shocking, and Mr. Xing's heart suddenly jumped.
It felt like I was being pricked with a needle, and I used a little strength in my hand.
"Hey, Mr. Xing, please be gentle, it will hurt." Seeing him treating her wounds in an obscure way, she cursed, this guy must be retaliating for her ridicule just now, so he used so much force, trying to hurt her to death.
What.
"Who taught you how to drive?" Thinking of the life-threatening scene just now, he couldn't calm down. He almost thought that she was dead. If she really...he didn't dare to imagine, he didn't even dare to think about it.
When she talked about this, she felt aggrieved: "I didn't speed the car because it was the driver's fault. The brakes broke and he didn't tell me. He should be shot, you bad boy." Maybe that guy took advantage of her when she wasn't paying attention.
When it happened, the brake was damaged.
Mr. Xing was immediately confused. He squinted his eyes and stared at her like a madman. I heard that this girl robbed someone else's car. Is it possible that someone would tell her that there was something wrong with the car?
"Why are you looking at me like this? Have you never seen a beautiful woman?" Xia Houhuan'er was a little confused by his gaze.
Mr.
body, letting her lie on his lap.
"Hey, what do you want to do?" Xiahou Huan'er screamed in embarrassment when she saw his hand reaching under her.
"Shut up, it's so noisy." Mr. Xing said with a cold face, holding her waist with one hand and pulling down her pants with the other hand.
Xiahou Huan'er's buttocks came into contact with the cold air, and she was so embarrassed that she felt like she had been knocked to death. How could this beast take off someone's pants at will?
There was a shocking purple-black bruise on his round buttocks. Mr. Xing's face became more sinister, and his eyes became colder, as if there were piercing ice.
"Have you looked at her enough, why don't you help me pull up my pants?" His eyes hurt when he looked at her, and Xiahou Huan'er yelled in embarrassment and shame.