Dongfang Xing tightened his arms and stared at her with cold eyes.
Seeing that he remained silent, the little girl started to trouble herself again: "Haha... I always get hurt, you must think I'm a trouble."
Not only is it a problem, it is a huge problem.
She continued to giggle: "Dongfang Xing, would you be sad if I died?"
Dongfang Xing glared at her fiercely and said angrily, "I'm sorry."
Weakly grabbing his clothes, with some expectation, he asked with a smile: "Now tell me your current mood with a question."
Dongfang Xing's face was unclear, and he looked at her silently for a long time. His deep voice contained manic violence: "I want to beat you to death." The fierce words coming out of his mouth at this moment made people feel inexplicably.
warmth.
The smile on Xiahou Huan'er's face was tinged with arrogance and arrogance.
"You bastard, if you care about me, just tell me directly, but to beat around the bush and say harsh words to cover it up is so pretentious and coquettish."
The more irritable and abnormal he became, the more anxious and worried he became about her.
After these days of getting along with him, she finally got a feel for his sultry temperament.
Everyone in the world is afraid of him, but she is not afraid of him at all.
In front of her, he was not the fearsome zombie king, but just a proud and sultry man.
Dongfang Xing pursed his lips, hugged her, faced forward suddenly, and ordered: "Su Qi, speed up."
Su Qi felt the pressure and replied: "Sir, we are already driving as fast as we can."
"Slow." Is it the fastest? Why does he still feel so slow?
Su Qi also knew about Xia Hou Huan'er's situation. He had already stepped on the accelerator as far as it would go, and he still said he was slow. How anxious was he?
Xiahou Huan'er stretched out her hot palms and gently stroked his tense handsome face. He didn't know how to say nice things or comfort people, but he showed it in his actions. He was a heart-wrenching man. She chuckled.
He said: "I once had a fortune teller give me a fortune. He said that I am a tough-minded person with a bad destiny. Even King Yama dare not accept me. No matter how big the danger is, I can turn it into good luck."
His eyes paused, and he knew she was comforting him.
But he could only hold her tightly and said hoarsely: "Have a rest, I will wake you up when we get there."
"Then I'll sleep for a while and you wake me up." She smiled and closed her eyes.
After a while, she fell asleep.
"Su Qi." Mr. Xing growled.
"Sir, it's full speed." The god driver was almost flying.
On the road leading to the East District, everyone saw a huge and domineering modified car speeding at full speed with the momentum of a conqueror. It was fleeting and slow to react, and they thought they were dazzled.
It originally took two days to reach the East District, but under the whip of Master Xing's cold eyes, he arrived on the afternoon of the second day. The poor Shenqi was smoking under the overload.
"Wait here." Dongfang Xing got out of the car, unfolded his robe, and wrapped Xiahou Huan'er in his arms.
"Yes." Su Qi parked the car in a secret place.
Dongfang Xing lowered his head and looked at Niu'er, whose face was getting paler and paler, as if his heart was being stabbed by a needle.
"Huan'er, we're here." Seeing her sick look, he couldn't bear to wake her up, but he promised her that he would wake her up when he arrived.
Her head was dizzy. After hearing his words, she slowly opened her eyes, with a happy smile on her pale face. She leaned in his arms and raised her dry eyes.