Xiahou Huan'er suddenly felt like crying without tears. He really thought she was pregnant.
Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore and kicked him down the steps, yelling: "Get out of here, you like children so much, just have one yourself."
After yelling, he stood up and walked outside.
The woman's heart ached, and Mr. Xing looked at her back angrily as she left, a little confused.
He narrowed his sharp eyes and ordered Su Qi, who was hiding in the dark, in a deep voice: "Follow her, don't let her get hurt at all."
Su Qi immediately took the order and quietly followed Xia Hou Huan'er.
After feeling aggrieved for a while, Xiahou Huan'er came to the dormitory of the Logistics Department, asked about the Persian cat's room, and then went to find her.
She was walking on the corridor, and when she saw Han Hai coming towards her, she couldn't help but feel a sudden shock in her heart.
He is a general, what is he doing here when he has nothing to do?
Before he came to the front, she went up to him. She was still a little impressed by the good things she did when she was drunk yesterday.
When she fell drunk and fell to the ground, it seemed that a man came to help her, and then she shamefully vomited on him.
If she remembered the taste correctly, that person should be Hanhai.
She smiled falsely and said with an apologetic face: "General Hanhai, I was drunk yesterday and accidentally vomited on you. I'm really sorry."
Hanhai's eyes were very cold. He did not stop. When he passed by her, he said in a bone-chilling voice: "I don't take it to heart."
Xiahou Huan'er laughed happily: "Haha... That's good. I'm still worried that you will hate me."
Hanhai didn't answer anymore and left quickly without stopping for a moment.
Looking at his distant back, Xiahou Huan'er shrugged, curled her lips, and her eyes were a little cold.
Don't think that she was so drunk that she lost her soul yesterday. Although what happened yesterday was a bit vague, she still remembered it. She remembered that she almost mistaken him for Dongfang Xing and wanted to kiss him to confirm. She remembered it very well and she wanted to kiss him.
When he was kissing him, he didn't push her away. If she hadn't vomited suddenly, she would have kissed him. She felt sick just thinking about it. As for her partner, she had mysophobia and could only identify one.
But she had no memory of the striptease. If she knew about it, she would be so embarrassed that she would jump off the building.
This zombie was too gloomy and always gave people a very uncomfortable feeling. Xiahou Huan'er complained.
Then he walked quickly to the Persian cat's room.
When she entered, she was already awake and leaning on the bed, reading an e-book. When she saw her coming in, a joyful smile appeared on her pale face.
"Master, when you come to see me, I know you care about me." He was so moved that his eyes became moist.
Xiahou Huan'er scratched her head in embarrassment and said, "What can I say? You were injured because you were a gunman for me. Are you feeling better?"
The Persian cat nodded immediately and said: "It's much better now. It's my honor to protect the master from disaster."
"Persian cat, if you act like this, I will feel like one of those cruel and cruel slave owners." Did she deliberately make her feel guilty?
The Persian cat's face suddenly turned pale and he said in a panic: "Master, I didn't mean that, please don't be angry, okay?"
Those watery turquoise eyes are like two overflowing turquoise springs. Needless to say, they can already arouse the pity of others.
"Come on, I'm not angry. Don't get excited and open the wound. I don't care about you." She has the ability to make her feel a strong sense of guilt.