Xiahou Huan'er pushed him hard, hit him, pinched him, and poked him, but there was no reaction at all, and instead she exhausted herself.
The last punch hit him on the heart, and he collapsed in his arms, slowly falling asleep.
After she fell asleep, Dongfang Xing suddenly opened his deep eyes with floating light, and stared at her restless face quietly. His rough long fingers fell on her tender cheeks, stroking them soothingly until she
The frowning brows relaxed.
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The warm morning light shines in from the window, driving away the coldness in the room.
After Xiahou Huan'er woke up, the other side of the pillow was empty and cold. It was obvious that he had left long ago.
Thinking of what happened last night, my face turned red.
Then she thought that there must be something going on in her body, and Dongfang Xing should know about it, but he refused to tell her.
"I'll find a way to get you to tell me, Zombie King, huh."
After saying this sternly, he sat up and stretched. He saw a pair of crutches placed at the head of the bed. The amount of medicine and water were ready. The corners of his lips were slightly raised. He was such a meticulous corpse king.
It's a pity that it's too boring and pretentious.
Xiahou Huan'er briefly freshened up and came to the hall on crutches.
When I smelled the aroma of rice porridge from a distance, my beautiful eyes suddenly lit up.
Could it be that Dongfang Xing was cooking porridge for her in the kitchen?
She felt a little flattered. It was unimaginable to imagine the majestic zombie king wearing an apron and cooking porridge in the kitchen.
She covered her little mouth and was so vain that she almost laughed out loud.
At this moment, the sound of light footsteps came, and a young woman in plain clothes was seen walking out of the kitchen with a bowl of porridge in her hand.
Woman? Where is the Zombie King?
Xiahou Huan'er's vanity shattered into thousands of pieces with a bang.
"Miss, you're awake. I made some rice porridge for you. I hope you like it." The woman put the porridge on the table and came forward to help her over.
"who are you?"
I have seen her being controlled by two half-beasts.
"My name is Love. It was Master Xing who saved me. He asked me to take care of Miss here." When Love mentioned Master Xing, her expression was one of gratitude and admiration.
No, what a coincidence?
Yesterday she was a half-beast female slave, but today she became her maid by some strange coincidence?
She narrowed her eyes and asked thoughtfully: "Do you know Mr. Xing's identity?"
Love nodded and said with admiration: "He is the zombie king."
"You must be a human, aren't you afraid of zombies?" Aren't humans at war with zombies? She worships the leader of the alien race and wants to be a traitor?
Love seemed to know what she was thinking, and a bitter sneer appeared on her lips: "Two years ago, I was betrayed to a half-beast by the same kind, and I was a sex slave for two years. I lived in dire straits. I tried to commit suicide countless times.
I just want to be freed from the painful days, but unfortunately I never succeeded. It was Master Xing who saved me from birth. From now on, he will be my master, my God, even if he asks me to go up mountains of swords and seas of fire, I will never do it.
Frown."
Such a strong admiration for individualism, Xiahou Huan'er twitched her lips slightly, feeling somewhat sympathetic to her past, "I'm sorry, it brought back unpleasant memories for you."
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