It was a bit shocking, and I couldn't help but feel a twinge in my heart. This damn rose really took revenge on her, and she had been tortured enough. However, they had made a promise, and he couldn't break his promise.
He poured some medicated oil into the palm of his hand, touched the whip mark on her arm, and rubbed it with slight force, which immediately caused her to gasp in pain: "Hiss, it hurts, rub it gently..."
Dongfang Xing raised his eyebrows and said, "This little whip mark makes me scream in pain, so you can't be successful?"
"I'm useless. What's wrong? I just like to scream. Is there a law that prohibits screaming?" After saying that, he continued to scream.
"Spineless little thing." Mr. Xing cursed, but his hands were much gentler.
Xiahou Huan'er pursed her lips: "You zombies have thick skin and thick flesh, can you compare to a lovely person like me who has thin skin and tender flesh?"
"Don't be ashamed." Dongfang Xing rubbed her two white arms and asked, "Where are the whip marks?"
She said dullly: "On your back."
"Take off your clothes." Dongfang Xing reached out to help her sit up and unbuttoned her clothes.
Xiahou Huan'er lay on the bed limply and didn't want to move, letting him take it off.
Dongfang Xing took off her military uniform and lifted up her vest. Fortunately, the whip marks were only concentrated on her back. If there were them on the front, he would probably go crazy and chop the wild roses into pieces.
Let her lie in his arms, free his hand, rub the medicinal oil on her back, and rub it with moderate strength.
The comfortable energy made her feel drowsy.
In her daze, she suddenly shouted: "Dongfang Xing."
"Huh?" Dongfang Xing responded in a low voice and continued to rub the whip marks on her back.
She didn't speak. After a while, she shouted again: "Dongfang Xing." But the volume was much lower.
The corner of his mouth twitched, and he reached out to help her up. Only then did he realize that she had closed her eyes and fell asleep.
It seems like the training this morning really exhausted her.
"Little thing, I really can't do anything to you." He leaned down and took her lips in his mouth, biting them hard.
Being disturbed, Xiahou Huan'er was in pain and unconsciously raised her palm and slapped him on the face. There was a crisp sound.
A mountain of five fingers immediately appeared on Mr. Xing's handsome face, and his entire face turned black instantly.
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A strict teacher produces a good disciple.
Dongfang Xing always believed that this sentence was the truth, so he cruelly handed over Xiahou Huan'er to Wild Rose for training.
But when he saw that her body was covered with injuries, he felt a little regretful and considered how to speak to ask Wild Rose not to be so cruel.
However, he received a report from his subordinates that Xiahou Huan'er did not go to the training ground in the afternoon and was playing in the leisure room.
His face suddenly sank, that guy must have become a deserter, he really hates that iron cannot become steel.
He immediately dropped what he was doing and quickly walked to the leisure room.
In the game room of the leisure room, Xiahou Huan'er was playing a real-person simulation game, boxing, with high-level zombies who had nothing to do.
This was her first time playing this kind of game. Although she was smart, she was not very familiar with it. After playing a few games, she received a lot of punches.
Although she received a lot of punches, she was still deeply attracted by this exciting game.
A lot of zombies gradually gathered in the game room, and some kind-hearted zombies were beside Xiahou Huan'er, showing them how to defeat each other.
This was the first time for Xiahou Huan'er to play with everyone. She was so excited that she quickly became one with them.