Dongfang Xing squinted his eyes, stared at her inscrutably, and raised his eyebrows: "Is your anger gone?"
Xiahou Huan'er was stunned for a moment. He was standing guard at the door, just waiting for her to subside?
No matter how frustrated she was, she couldn't get angry anymore.
She stretched out her hand to rub her forehead and said helplessly: "Dongfang Xing, let me tell you, although I don't know Luo Yusi, you also saw it at the zombie camp that night. He hated me and wanted to arrest me, even if
He really has the ability to travel through time and space, but he may not be willing to help me. If we go to find him, we might be sending a sheep into a tiger's mouth. Do you want me to be dead and you will be happy?"
Dongfang Xing looked at her calmly and calmly with his cold eyes, and said lightly: "As long as you want, I can find a way for him to send you back."
Xiahou Huan'er stared: "When did I say I wanted to go back?"
She hasn't had enough fun yet, why is she willing to go back so soon?
Moreover, with him here, how could she be willing to leave?
This hypocritical zombie, what is he thinking? He is so smart.
Dongfang Xing's face was tense and he was a little confused: "In the hospital, you said you hated this place."
"So you took it upon yourself to ask Lochus to send me back to five hundred years ago?" She couldn't laugh or cry. Her words were just an angry remark, but he actually took it seriously. What should she say?
I couldn't help but laugh wildly: "King of Corpses, King of Corpses, why are you so cute?"
Is he cute?
Dongfang Xing's face suddenly turned livid. No man could accept such a feminine adjective.
Xiahou Huan'er stood on tiptoes and boldly scratched his face with her fingertips, laughing so hard that her flowers trembled: "I just said angry words, casually. If I wait for that day, I really want to go back five hundred years ago."
, that must be because I despair of this place."
Dongfang Xing's heart trembled, an impulse surged into his heart, his strong arms wrapped around her waist, pulled her into his arms, lowered his head and sealed her mouth.
Kissing hard, kissing, and sucking.
He said he wanted to send her away, do you think he was really willing to do so?
Xiahou Huan'er dodged his kiss and teased him with a sneer: "Hey, I'm an injured patient. Be careful and don't get angry, you beast."
Can animals listen to people?
Master Xing clasped the back of her head with his palms and fixed her head. The kiss became more violent and domineering, as if he wanted to swallow her into his stomach.
"Well..." She is injured. Mr. Xing, be gentle, be gentle, be compassionate.
The black red eyes seemed to have been quenched and dyed with strong desire. The other hand pressed her waist and pushed her down on the soft bed. His long body immediately pressed on her, kissing her with his lips and tongue until she was dizzy.
, his palms cut through the hem of her clothes, stroking and kneading her delicate skin vigorously.
Feeling a hairy hand stroking down her trousers, she quickly clamped her legs together and shouted, "Ah...wait...I'm a casualty."
Her words were like a bucket of cold water pouring down from his head.
Like a deflated rubber ball, he pressed on her body and stopped his aggressive attack.
His is so hard and hot.
Xiahou Huan'er tried her best to ignore it.
She stretched out a finger and poked his shoulder, worriedly.
"are you OK."
His body pressed tightly against hers, making her somewhat breathless.
He noticed it, moved his body away, remained silent for a moment, then suddenly turned over and rushed to the bathroom.