Mr. Xing snorted coldly and said displeasedly: "Who told him to come at the wrong time?"
He was so blind that he didn't see that they were making out. He stayed at the door for so long. He was in need of a beating.
Xiahou Huan'er was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Master Xing was not happy that he interrupted their intimacy, so he couldn't help but laugh and hit him: "Pervert."
Master Xing suddenly held her wrist and stared at her with his deep eyes.
Although he remained silent, his fiery red eyes clearly expressed his thoughts at the moment: to throw her down and eat her.
Xiahou Huan'er's back was so cold that he stared at her. She coughed dryly and said, "I asked Cang Ying to go to the hospital and buy some plasma. I thought you might need it, so I'll give it to you." As she said that, she wanted to jump out of bed.
The arms around his waist tightened.
She looked up at him in confusion: "What's wrong?"
Dongfang Xing's face darkened and he said calmly: "No need."
She looked at him in confusion: "You really don't need it? But your body has activated its self-healing ability. Don't you need blood to replenish your energy?"
Dongfang Xing's breath was suffocated, and there was a faint throbbing pain in his heart. He hugged her tightly, resting his chin on her shoulder, and a look of guilt flashed in his eyes.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Xiahou Huan'er pushed his body, a little worried about him.
The hoarse voice, filled with guilt, muffled: "That's enough."
Xiahou Huan'er's palm rested on his shoulder and he paused.
Then he smiled nonchalantly: "Don't be like this, you just took a few puffs, don't you think I'm fine at all?"
Dongfang Xing hugged her tightly and said firmly: "There will be no next time."
Xiahou Huan'er then exaggeratedly raised her voice and said: "Damn it, do you want another time? I will destroy you."
"No." The words were meant for her, but also for myself.
"Okay, don't dwell on the past. If you don't sleep, it will be dawn. Your wounds haven't healed yet. Get some rest quickly. You don't need to sleep. I'm terribly sleepy."
He yawned, proving that what he said was true.
"Then go to sleep." Mr. Xing laid her down on the bed. He lay on her side. I don't know whether he did it intentionally or not. He put an arm across her chest, just holding her two soft breasts.
Ball.
Such a pervert wants to take advantage of her even when she is sleeping. Is she, Xia Houhuan'er, the kind of person who lets others take advantage of her?
A cunning light flashed through the bright cat's eyes, and then he closed his eyes. As if inadvertently, his soft little hands moved down his lower abdomen, and then scratched, rubbed, and pinched his inner thighs intentionally or unintentionally.
…
It's not very powerful, but it's the most deadly.
Master Xing's body suddenly tensed up, and he gritted his teeth and growled: "You little gangster, don't you want to sleep anymore?"
"Who said I didn't want to sleep? Didn't you see that I was sleeping?" (~﹃~)~zZ
Xiahou Huan'er quietly opened a small slit, and couldn't help but feel happy when she saw his eyes, which seemed to be hardened, staring at her.
What she likes to do most is to break the calmness and indifference on his face.
Dongfang Xing gritted his teeth and growled: "Sleep? What are you doing with your hands?"
Xiahou Huan'er said innocently: "I'm practicing my phoenix hand on my balls. Are you uncomfortable?"
Master Xing's head suddenly roared, thunder rolled from the sky, and the outside was burnt and the inside was tender.
A certain witch said smugly: "If you don't like it, just push my hand away."
