Indulging in the Last Days for 10,000 Days: The Corpse King Dotes on His Wife Strongly 113. I haven't seen you for two days and you look even more handsome
113. I haven't seen you for two days and you look even more handsome
Mr. Xing narrowed his eyes and remained silent. He placed his palms on her buttocks and began to rub them rhythmically to loosen the bruises.
Xiahou Huan'er's head roared and was struck by lightning.
Damn it, could you please stop rubbing it so much? It’s a little painful, a little numb, a little crispy and a little soft.
Shenma is in pain and happiness, that's probably what it means.
She quickly bit his clothes, and the impact made her want to moan.
Damn, she's so excited.
Master Xing's face was still cold and sinister, and outsiders could not see the slightest change in his heart, but when he rubbed Huan'er's butt, he really had no impulse at all? Really?
The cold eyes gradually turned fiery red.
Do you believe he has no impulse at all?
Although Xiahou Huan'er bit his clothes, she couldn't help but moan like a cat, once again challenging Mr. Xing's superhuman concentration.
She hummed for a long time before remembering his hand and asked with concern: "Your hand has endured such a heavy pull, does it hurt? Are you injured?"
"It's okay." He couldn't bear that kind of thing. Is he still qualified to be the King of Corpses?
"Really? If you're injured, don't hold it in. Although you are the King of Corpses, it's not good to hide your illness and avoid medical treatment. Hey, uncle, can you be gentle?" She was doing it for his own good, but he treated her like this. It was so heartbreaking.
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"Shut up, noisy." She must have been a sparrow in her previous life, otherwise how could she have come up with so much nonsense in this life, chirping and making endless noises all day long.
After rubbing it for a moment, he heard the familiar sound of a car in his ears, and then he helped her pull up her pants as if nothing had happened, straightened her clothes, and picked her up.
Seeing the domineering, powerful, and majestic God Drive appearing in front of her eyes, Xiahou Huan'er raised her eyebrows. It came so quickly, and they had always stayed near her. She raised her head and glanced at the man with a bad face, and slandered.
, this guy is so hypocritical, will he die if he apologizes?
Still engaging in covert protection is a shame.
Dongfang Xing hugged her and got into the car, expressionlessly giving instructions: "Eastern District."
Su Qi immediately drove to the East District, with a strange look on her face, and glanced at Xia Hou Huan'er from the rear mirror.
Xiahou Huan'er immediately greeted him warmly: "Hi, Xiao Qiqi, I haven't seen you for two days, you are even more handsome."
Su Qi, who was concentrating on driving, suddenly felt the steering wheel slip and almost choked at her warm greeting. There was also the cold light, like a thorn in the back. She was really a witch, specially here to harm people.
He didn't dare to answer, and he didn't dare to tell her that she had become a legend in the zombie camp. Besides her, who else had the courage to openly challenge the majesty of the zombie king? She was unprecedented and unprecedented.
Seeing that she was not enthusiastic about others, Mr. Xing pinched the wound on her butt very stingily.
"Hiss..." Xiahou Huan'er almost jumped up in pain and glared at him, "Do you want to hurt me to death, you beast?"
Su Qiqie responded. He was a high-level elite zombie that had no expression at first, but now it was so suffocated that it caused internal injuries.
Mr. Xing remained silent, but his sharp, tempered eyes stared at her as if he wanted to kill someone.
Damn, I'm playing silent again.
Xiahou Huan'er bit him hard on the shoulder as if to retaliate.
Mr. Xing didn't even frown and remained calm.
She gritted her teeth until she softened. Seeing that he didn't respond, she was a little bored and depressed, and she let go. There were marks of her teeth and her saliva on it.