"Be careful." Xiahou Huan'er exclaimed, quickly raised his pistol and fired a shot at the ambushing mutant zombie.
With a bang, the bullet hit the mutant zombie's heart, instantly vaporized and disappeared completely.
Xiahou Huan'er breathed a sigh of relief, this vaporizer gun really worked well.
Dongfang Xing nodded to her from a distance. At this time, the senior officials and captains of each unit reported to him the casualties and damage of the zombie corps.
Even if he stood there silently, people could still feel his strong presence and domineering presence.
He is powerful without being angry, and strict without speaking. This is the kind of person he is.
Xia Hou Huan'er just stood there and did not go over to disturb him. She waited for him to finish listening to everyone's report and direct the aftermath work, then she slowly walked over.
"Don't come near me." He suddenly frowned and stretched out his arms, saying in a deep voice.
Xiahou Huan'er was stunned for a moment, then frowned: "What for?" She had already been very sensible and waited for him to finish the matter before coming over.
He said lightly: "I'm very dirty."
When Xiahou Huan'er heard this, her pretty face wrinkled and she said, "Do you think I'm dirty?"
Dongfang Xing immediately shook his head.
"You are lacking in five elements. You are a typical person. You actually thought that I would despise you for being dirty." Xiahou Huan'er said, stretched out her hands, hugged his arm, and leaned against him. It was not enough.
He rubbed his body, staining his clothes with the wet blood on his body.
The corner of Dongfang Xing's mouth couldn't help but twitch, he stared at her coldly, poked her forehead with his fingertips, raised his eyebrows and said, "Have you had a twitch? Do you have any extra clothes to change?"
Xiahou Huan'er was stunned for two seconds, and then wailed: "Ah...my clothes..." The hands holding him quickly withdrew, and immediately jumped three steps away, looking down at the disgusting stains on the military uniform.
There were blood stains, and his face fell down on the spot, and he was about to cry without tears, "Oh... my clothes are ruined."
There are not many women wearing military uniforms in the zombie camp, so the supply is very short. She originally had four sets, but she was given two sets of Persian cats to replace them. The new military uniforms have not been finished yet, so she now only has two sets of rare ones.
Military uniform replacement.
Tell her not to rush over, she has to come sideways, she must have responded now.
Yes, she was so upset that she beat her chest with regret.
"Let's go." Seeing her aggrieved expression, in the dim firelight, the corners of Mr. Xing's lips raised slightly.
But it's a pity that Xia Houhuan'er was staring at the blood stains on the clothes and didn't notice the faint smile on the corners of Master Xing's lips.
She pursed her lips, kept a certain distance from him, and said, "Don't touch me before you take a shower."
Mr. Xing was silent.
On the way back, Mr. Xing, who was already silent, seemed to become even more silent.
Xiahou Huan'er followed him, looking at his steep and straight back, feeling an indescribable feeling in her heart.
Silence, discomfort, self-blame, guilt.
This is probably how he feels now.
She took a deep breath, with a bright smile on her face, stepped forward quickly, took his arm, and rubbed her body against his affectionately. That passionate energy made the whole journey silent.
Mr. Xing raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you afraid of getting dirty?"
Xiahou Huan'er shrugged and said with a smile: "It's already dirty, it doesn't matter if it gets a little dirtier."
Master Xing raised his palm and rubbed the top of her head, then placed his palm on her waist and hugged her hard, very hard.
Xiahou Huan'er was almost pressed against his body, unable to bear the heavy atmosphere, she said amusingly: "Master Xing, let me tell you a joke."
