Long Qiao unfolded the napkin gracefully and smiled lightly: "Do you, a little woman like you, like it?"
Xiahou Huan'er immediately sneered and said philistinely: "How can you not like a vain little woman like me?"
When Long Qiao heard this, she immediately burst into hearty laughter. She was indeed an interesting little woman.
Is her answer that funny? He's out of his mind, right?
Xiahou Huan'er shrugged, ignored him, picked up the knife and fork, and ate gracefully.
In this romantic atmosphere, being rude will make you feel guilty.
Although she still had many questions in her mind, she was not in a hurry. It would be much easier if she was an acquaintance.
This was Xiahou Huan'er's first candlelight dinner after five hundred years of time travel. It was both romantic and luxurious, and was spent in a silent and harmonious atmosphere.
Except for the occasional fantasy that the person sitting across from me was the expressionless zombie king, it was quite pleasant.
But, having said that, she has been missing for so long, so he must have noticed that she was missing. I wonder if he was in a hurry to find her.
Last time she was captured by the half-beast, he killed them all, this time...
Xiahou Huan'er finished eating, put down her knife and fork, wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin, and then looked at Long Qiao with worry on her face.
Long Qiao also put down the knife and fork in his hand, and asked with a concerned look on his charming handsome face: "Princess, your eyes tell me that you are very worried."
Xiahou Huan'er sighed and looked at him: "Yes, I am indeed worried."
He immediately responded with concern: "I'd be happy to share."
Xiahou Huan'er looked at him with sympathetic eyes: "I'm worried about you."
Long Qiao was stunned for a moment, something was wrong in her eyes, and she said calmly, "Why are you worried about me?"
Xiahou Huan'er stroked her fingernails and said casually: "Last time, a group of meat-eating half-beasts captured me, and he killed them all."
Long Qiao laughed when he heard this: "Do you think he will kill me?" He knew she was referring to Dongfang Xing.
Xiahou Huan'er nodded honestly and suggested innocently: "If you send me back before he finds out, I won't tell him."
Long Qiao looked at her, laughed and said, "So you don't know yet, Dongfang Xing sent someone to bring you to me."
Hiss, Xiahou Huan'er's teeth almost bit her own tongue. Is there such a thing? She really didn't know.
"Princess, you can stay here with peace of mind, I will take good care of you." Long Qiao looked at her lovingly.
Xiahou Huan'er was disgusted by the cold. The corner of his mouth twitched and he shook his head: "Don't try to lie to me. He would rather have me than the battleship. He would not give me to you."
Although they broke up on bad terms last night, she still chose to believe him.
Dongfang Xing will not give up on Xiahou Huan'er.
Long Qiao played with the goblet filled with red wine, with a devilish smile on his face, and said, "You know about the iron beetles attacking the earth."
Xiahou Huan'er nodded, but what does it matter?
"In terms of weapons and equipment, the zombie battalion is far inferior to humans and robots. They can occupy a place on this continent only by their own evolution."
Xiahou Huan'er raised her eyebrows: "Don't you want to tell me that Dongfang Xing regrets it now? He wants a battleship, so he gave me to you as a deal."
Long Qiao stretched out an index finger towards her, shook it lightly, and said with a smile: "No, no, no, the price is higher than this."
Xiahou Huan'er's mouth twitched, a bit self-deprecating: "I didn't expect my worth to be so high. What on earth did you exchange with him?"