Xiahou Huan'er couldn't stand the heavy atmosphere and was furious: "That's enough, I don't want to hear you say these three words."
Mr. Xing looked at her angry face and narrowed his eyes: "What do you want to hear?"
Xiahou Huan'er looked at him, and a wicked smile suddenly appeared on her pretty face: "I want to hear you say something to praise me. Feel free to praise me. You're welcome. I'm all ears."
Mr. Xing's originally heavy expression turned dark when he heard her words.
He stretched out his finger and pinched her nose: "Are you ashamed?"
It's a shame she thought of it when people praised her.
"I'm ashamed and can't be eaten." Xiahou Huan'er glared, slapped his hand away, touched his nose, and shouted unconvinced, "I don't want your apology, I want you to praise me, say it quickly, say it quickly
, otherwise I won’t forgive you.”
Master Xing's body suddenly stiffened and he stared at her coldly.
"Say, I'm waiting." Xiahou Huan'er looked at him longingly.
Dongfang Xing gritted his teeth, with a dark handsome face, and burst out a few words: "You are beautiful."
Ha ha……
Oops, Mr. Xing is finally willing to praise her with golden lips, which is rare.
However, can these three words satisfy Xiahou Niu'er's huge vanity?
She tugged at his sleeves, pouting her little mouth to try not to smile, dissatisfied: "Don't be so stingy, talk more, say more."
Just three words are not enough to fit between your teeth.
Mr. Xing held back, gritted his teeth again, and said in a deep voice: "You are very beautiful."
"What else?" His descriptive vocabulary is too lacking.
"you are very cute."
Mr. Xing, I gave you a chance to perform, but why did you end up like this?
Xiahou Huan'er was about to cry but had no tears, so she said pitifully: "Are you pitying me for being unloved?"
What a naughty girl.
Master Xing stared at her with a dark face for more than ten seconds, then suddenly stretched out his hand to clasp the back of her head, bowed his head and kissed her lips fiercely.
"Well..." Well, every time Mr. Xing was at a loss for words, he only had these one thousand and one tricks to lower his head and seal her mouth.
Kiss her hard until her body is like mud, her breath is messy, and she can no longer speak.
He is not good at words, cannot coax people, and does not understand what romance is.
But he took great care of her, pampering and protecting her like a treasure.
His actions were far faster than her thoughts, and when she thought of it, he had already done everything for her.
He is Dongfang Xing, her exclusive man for Xia Hou Huan'er.
How long will they keep kissing?
Sogying, who had been standing at the door for a while, couldn't help but laugh or cry. He didn't know whether to go in or not.
He ran to the hospital as fast as he could, got plasma, and rushed back as hard as he could, fearing that she wouldn't be able to handle it after the man woke up.
As a result, it took him so long to come back, and they kissed for so long, inseparable, as if they hadn't kissed each other for eight hundred years. They were surprised, and he was feeling aggrieved.
Weighing the plasma in his hand, he was about to turn around and leave, planning to come back after they had kissed enough.
A hoarse but still majestic deep voice came to my ears: "Stop."
Cang Ying twitched the corner of his mouth, turned around, but was stunned by his sharp eyes, and laughed dryly: "You called me?"
Dongfang Xing stared at him with ice-like eyes and asked, "Who are you?"
Xiahou Huan'er, who was so dizzy after being kissed by Master Xing, came back to her senses and looked at Cang Ying standing at the door, her cheeks suddenly turned red.