Xiahou Huan'er pursed her lips, put away the childish expression on her face, and said seriously and seriously: "Dongfang Xing, I don't care about your healing ability. I hope there won't be another time."
He is a king, so how many people must be coveting him, fearing him, and fearing him.
He is a strong man in the mainland. He should not have weaknesses. Weaknesses will only become the best constraining weapons for the enemy to exploit.
This matter must never be leaked.
He knows this better than she does.
But he still used it outside.
He stared at her with cold eyes and a sinister expression, and ruthlessly replied: "There will be no next time."
Although this was the answer she wanted to hear, Xiahou Huan'er felt aggrieved again when he said it so decisively.
Sir, do you want to be so direct in your response? Will you die if you are more tactful? At least take care of her fragile girlish heart.
Xiahou Huan'er twitched her lips and said, "You can rest, I'm going out."
Dongfang Xing's tall figure stood there, saying nothing, and just watched her leave indifferently.
She has long been accustomed to his golden rule, and she would feel strange if he suddenly became verbose.
Love was waiting anxiously outside. Seeing her come out, she quickly stepped forward and asked with concern: "Miss, what's wrong with Mr. Xing?"
Xiahou Huan'er waved her hand and said with a look of contempt on her face: "He is being pretentious. Don't disturb him until he comes out."
Three black lines immediately appeared on Love's forehead. The cool and handsome zombie king was playing pretentious? It's scary no matter how you think about it.
"What ingredients are available today?" Xiahou Huan'er looked at her watch. It was almost time to prepare dinner.
Love said: "There are fish, chicken, pork, beef and other fresh meats and vegetables."
Xiahou Huan'er stretched out her hand to touch her chin, looked at her, and asked in disbelief: "Le Fu, where did you get so much fresh meat?"
The place they live in is so remote, and there are no markets or supermarkets outside.
Love smiled and said, "It was sent by Master Xing's subordinates."
The corner of Xiahou Huan'er's mouth suddenly twitched. It turned out that their ingredients were brought by zombies. If there was an accident on the way, they didn't know if human flesh would be mixed in.
Seeing her worried look, Love chuckled: "Don't worry, I've checked all the ingredients, and I'll cook them only if there's no problem."
Xiahou Huan'er looked at her in horror and said surreptitiously: "I'm not afraid of anything wrong with the ingredients, I'm just afraid of human flesh in them."
Love felt chilled by her insidious tone, and she quickly said: "I'm not crazy enough to even cook human flesh."
Xiahou Huan'er looked at her for a while, then suddenly laughed: "Haha... I was joking with you, but you took it seriously."
There were countless black lines on Love's face. She had no inhibitions about joking about this kind of thing.
"I'm not kidding you anymore, let's go cook." Xiahou Huan'er said and immediately walked to the kitchen excitedly.
"Miss, just let me do this kind of work. You don't have to cook it yourself." Love quickly followed up and said.
"NO, NO, NO, I have to cook tonight's dinner myself." After all, Dongfang Xing had sacrificed so much for her, and she felt very guilty if she didn't do something to repay him.
Let's make up for it with dinner.
"Miss..." Love looked at her worriedly, "Can you do it?"
I haven't watched "Resident Evil". I'll take the time to watch it. What are the zombies in it like? Are they scary?