Dongfang Xing narrowed his eyes and suddenly became angry: "What do you mean?"
Xiahou Huan'er didn't react and asked, "What?" She said something wrong that made him angry.
Dongfang Xing stared at her with hardened eyes: "What does bed partner mean?"
After a long time, Mr. Xing actually resisted her because of these two words.
His conservative thinking surprised her.
She smiled secretly, reached out and patted the bed board, and said innocently: "We will sleep on the same bed. You sleep next to me, and I sleep next to you. What are we if we are not bed partners?" This tongue twister is so easy to say.
How insightful.
Dongfang Xing was silent. He knew that this girl's way of thinking was different from ordinary people, but he was still embarrassed.
Seeing that he didn't look too good, Xiahou Huan'er sweetly coaxed him into marrying him for the sake of making money.
"Why are you reacting so loudly? I, Xiahou Huan'er, will only have your bed partner for the rest of my life. If you don't bother to be one, what else do you want to be?"
Well, when he first heard her say the word "bed partner," he felt it was particularly harsh, but now that he heard her say it, his face was finally not so dark.
Seeing that he had softened, Xiahou Huan'er immediately got tired of pestering him: "Okay, don't be angry. Tell me quickly what the formula of the pill is."
Ya still don’t give up.
Dongfang Xing replied coldly: "No, I will throw you away if you don't believe me."
Xiahou Huan'er pouted and didn't believe it.
Dongfang Xing stared at her, with a sinister chill on his lips: "You're not sleeping yet, want to do something else?"
"Fuck you, uncle." Xiahou Huan'er cursed, immediately turned over inside, rolled up the quilt, and stayed away from him.
Mr. Xing, who was left without a quilt, stared at the top of the tent and stared.
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There is no moonlight tonight, and the surrounding area is dark, which makes it look a bit weird.
The research area of the zombie camp is not for the staff and high-level core figures of the research laboratory. Other zombies are strictly prohibited from approaching this area.
Any intruder found will be killed without mercy.
While there was silence on the side, suddenly a black figure nimbly dodged the surveillance cameras and laser defense lines outside the laboratory.
The figure sneaked lightly into the basement where the mutated species was imprisoned.
The people imprisoned in the huge basement are all creatures that have been mutated through research. They are all ferocious and inhumane.
Various mutant species are locked in cages made of the strongest stainless steel. They are roaring, fighting each other ferociously, and desperately hitting the surrounding walls, and iron rods, blood, putrid smells, and various unpleasant smells
mixed together.
This place is like a purgatory where evil spirits are imprisoned, and there will never be peace.
When they found someone breaking in, they became even more agitated and bared their teeth and claws towards the man in black, revealing their sharp and bloodthirsty fangs.
The man in black walked along the basement and walked inside. Inside were a hundred low-level zombies that had mutated due to failed genetic research.
The man in black came to the specially designed and reinforced cell. Under the flickering lights, his eyes were gray-green, without luster or focus.
He stretched out his gray-green palm, grabbed the hard combination lock, and twisted it hard. With a snap, the extremely strong combination lock was opened by him, and the mutated zombies in the cell roared.
, pushed open the iron door with a bang, and rushed out.
The mutated zombies in front of them had just rushed out of the cell, and their first target was the man in black. They pounced on them and bit them. The man in black was unable to escape, and was torn apart in a moment, becoming a feast of blood in their honor.
