The arrogant gangster: "In order to repay your kindness for not selling me, I threw myself into my arms and pledged myself to you, but you still dislike it. Come on, stop being pretentious. I know you are very sexy on the inside."
"What exactly do you want?" The palms hanging by his side were clenched into fists, the stern body was tense, and the blackened red eyes were quenching, faintly dancing.
The Zombie King, who commanded hundreds of thousands of zombies, was completely powerless against a little girl.
"I want you to stop being so cool and talk to me more." Xia Houhuan'er turned his head and saw the dangerously jumping flames in his eyes. She took a breath and thought, damn, even her eyes moved.
So sexy, if he wasn't a zombie, she could hardly control her desire to knock him down.
"Boring." It seemed like an inadvertent temptation, but it had a fatal effect on him, and he looked away again.
"It's boring if you keep silent all day long, Dongfang Xing, you said that night, you bit me on the shoulder, did it seep into your blood?" The teasing was teasing, and the questions in my heart still needed to be solved.
Dongfang Xing hummed in a nasal voice.
"So, the zombies outside see me and stay away from me, is it because I have your blood in my body?" Just a drop of blood is so powerful, how powerful is he?
Xiahou Huan'er's curiosity aroused.
Dongfang Xing hummed coldly again.
"Will I turn into a zombie?" This is the key point.
His deep and cold eyes stared at her nervous little face, and he slightly raised the corners of his lips: "No."
Xiahou Huan'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued to ask the question in her heart: "Do you still remember what happened five hundred years ago?"
Dongfang Xing's eyes suddenly dimmed, his face tensed, and a touch of sadness spread from his heart.
Her breath stopped, and her heart throbbed slightly.
He didn't say it, but she could feel his sadness and pain.
She seemed to have touched a sore spot in him by mentioning a topic that he shouldn't have mentioned.
She reached out and touched his cold, tight handsome face, and apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it."
Dongfang Xing clenched and unclenched his fists, unclenched and clenched them again, narrowed his deep eyes and remained silent.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." At this moment, besides apologizing, she no longer knew how to comfort him.
He was once the greatest spiritual leader of the human army, but now the past is hard to look back on.
How can she make up for the torture and pain he has suffered in the past five hundred years with just a word of apology from her?
A rough palm suddenly held her chin, and cold lips pressed hard against hers, sealing her guilty apology. A dull hum came from her throat, and the emotions in her body surged.
She looked at him with wet eyes, his face was a little red, and his half-closed eyes seemed to be quenched, burning fiercely, as if he wanted to destroy her together.
I can't understand it, it's like a hungry and ferocious beast lives in my body.
She actually really wanted him to plunder and ravage her, as if she had swallowed a very powerful aphrodisiac and couldn't control herself.
She felt that she must be crazy, otherwise how could she have such shameless thoughts?
She was pushed down on the bed by him, his cold fingers tore off the clothes on her body, and his lips and tongue wildly and domineeringly kissed her delicate and trembling body.
The flames of desire were constantly igniting under his fingertips and lips and tongue.