Xia Houhuan'er's beautiful eyes suddenly widened and she looked at him in disbelief. She picked up a piece of something so burnt that she couldn't identify it with her chopsticks and put it into her mouth.
Calm, calm.
His face didn't change color, and his brows didn't even frown.
Xiahou Huan'er and Le Fu were stunned at the same time.
It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and the only sound left was the crunching sound he made while eating "charcoal".
Seeing his chopsticks reaching towards the 'coke' again, Xiahou Huan'er quickly stretched out her hand to hold his wrist, saying with shame: "Actually, if you waste a little bit of food, you won't be struck by lightning from the sky. If you just barely eat it, you will ruin your stomach."
Dongfang Xing squinted his eyes, his face as frosty as ice, slapped her palm away, stretched his chopsticks towards the 'char', picked it up, and stuffed it into his mouth.
What does this guy want to do?
Xiahou Huan'er struggled for a long time, and finally stretched out her chopsticks to pick up the 'coke', and said proudly: "We share the same responsibility when it comes to difficulties."
Before her chopsticks even touched the plates, they were slapped away by his, and he moved the two plates of 'charcoal' out of her reach.
Under the horrified eyes of the two women, Dongfang Xing silently and coldly finished off the two plates of 'coke'.
Finally, Xiahou Huan'er concluded with emotion: It turns out that he likes to eat different foods. The King of Corpses is indeed the King of Corpses. He has unique taste and cannot be generalized with others.
But is this really the case?
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It was getting dark, Dongfang Xing went to the study, and Xiahou Huan'er and Love were watching TV in the hall.
Unexpectedly, the scale of ambiguity in TV dramas five hundred years later was far beyond her imagination. Looking at the men and women having sex unscrupulously on the big screen, and listening to the sound of death, the soul-crushing moans and groans, Xiahou Huan'er suddenly
My mouth is dry, my body is gradually getting hot, and my body is restless.
Love watched it with gusto, eating snacks without blinking for fear of missing any detail of the action.
Xiahou Huan'er couldn't help but lament that the waves from behind in the Yangtze River pushed the waves in front, and the waves in front crashed onto the beach. Each generation became more and more bold and bold.
She struggled for a long time and said, "Love, I'm tired and I went back to my room to rest. You can see for yourself."
Love didn't even raise her head. She nodded, with a mouth full of snacks, and said vaguely: "Miss, good night."
Xiahou Huan'er almost ran away and returned to the bedroom.
He leaned his back against the door panel and reached out to cover his rapidly beating heart.
Her face was so hot, her breath was short, her heart was beating so fast, her body was constantly heating up, and the turmoil inside her was getting stronger and stronger.
The intertwined bodies on the screen, the moans and groans that hit my ears, lingered.
The more entangled she was, the stronger her desire became. The more she wanted, she wanted to run into the study, knock down the only man in the room, and ravage him severely.
"Hell, it's here again." It must be the beast gene in her body that was causing trouble. Xia Houhuan'er quickly picked up the pills on the bedside table and swallowed them. Then she filled a large bathtub with cold water and jumped in to soak.
I don’t know if the pills worked or if the cold water helped. My body temperature gradually dropped and the commotion calmed down.
It wasn't until she felt cold that she got up from the bathtub, wrapped a towel around her body, and walked out of the bathroom with weak legs.
When her eyes fell on the tall and steep figure on the sofa, her head suddenly exploded with a bang.
The pure masculine scent floated in the air, and the temperature that had just dropped immediately rose.
She stood at the door of the bathroom, her heart trembling: "Why are you here?"
I feel so wronged that Mr. Xing swallowed the ‘coke’.