Damn, she told him to knock on the door, but he turned a deaf ear to her words.
She glanced at him sideways and then explained: "Xing, he is the bodyguard I invited back. His name is Cang Ying."
"Bodyguard?" Dongfang Xing looked at him with squinted eyes and asked suspiciously, "You are supposed to be a mercenary. When will you change your career to a bodyguard?"
"This..." Sogying was a little confused. Could it be that he wanted to tell him that he was an unscrupulous mercenary?
Xiahou Huan'er saw that he had a troubled expression and explained for him: "It's like this. The imperial capital has issued a red flag to kill us, so I paid three times the price to hire him as our bodyguard. I don't know what you are doing."
When you wake up, it’s not a bad thing to have a bodyguard.”
Souei said somewhat cautiously: "Actually, I am a freelance mercenary. As long as I can make money, I will do any task."
Dongfang Xing was silent for a while, a little sarcastically: "Idiot."
Sogying's face turned blue and white, but he didn't dare to get angry because he had probably guessed his identity and he couldn't afford to offend him.
Seeing his ugly face, Xiahou Huan'er quickly said: "Cang Ying, put your things down and go rest."
Souei walked in and put the bag on the table, then turned and left without saying a word. People under the evil forces cannot afford to hurt him.
Xiahou Huan'er stretched out her finger and poked his chest. She didn't understand where his anger came from, and asked, "Do you have a grudge against him?"
Mr. Xing glanced at her coldly and replied in a nonchalant manner: "No."
"You have no grudge against him, so why are you so cruel to him and calling him a loser?" This girl seems to have forgotten that her own attitude towards him is not good either, but that is only when Mr. Xing is in suspended animation.
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Mr. Xing snorted coldly and said displeasedly: "Who told him to come at the wrong time?"
He was so blind that he didn't see that they were making out. He stayed at the door for so long. He was in need of a beating.
Xiahou Huan'er was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Master Xing was not happy that he interrupted their intimacy, so he couldn't help but laugh and hit him: "Pervert."
Master Xing suddenly held her wrist and stared at her with his deep eyes.
Although he remained silent, his fiery red eyes clearly expressed his thoughts at the moment: to throw her down and eat her.
Xiahou Huan'er's back was so cold that he stared at her. She coughed dryly and said, "I asked Cang Ying to go to the hospital and buy some plasma. I thought you might need it, so I'll give it to you." As she said that, she wanted to jump out of bed.
The arms around his waist tightened.
She looked up at him in confusion: "What's wrong?"
Dongfang Xing's face darkened and he said calmly: "No need."
She looked at him in confusion: "You really don't need it? But your body has activated its self-healing ability. Don't you need blood to replenish your energy?"
Dongfang Xing's breath was suffocated, and there was a faint throbbing pain in his heart. He hugged her tightly, resting his chin on her shoulder, and a look of guilt flashed in his eyes.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Xiahou Huan'er pushed his body, a little worried about him.
The hoarse voice, filled with guilt, muffled: "That's enough."
Xiahou Huan'er's palm rested on his shoulder and he paused.
Then he smiled nonchalantly: "Don't be like this, you just took a few puffs, don't you think I'm fine at all?"
Dongfang Xing hugged her tightly and said firmly: "There will be no next time."
Xiahou Huan'er then exaggeratedly raised her voice and said: "Damn it, do you want another time? I will destroy you."