63. Chapter 63 The color embryo of the upper brain of the sperm
Long Qiao narrowed his eyes and stared at her with burning eyes. After a while, he slowly said: "I can wait for a few days. Sooner or later, you will be mine, princess."
Xiahou Huan'er did not refute his words, and glanced at his lower body ambiguously, licking her lips and winking seductively: "Although I have mysophobia, you have experienced hundreds of battles and are strong, so your skills must have reached the level of perfection.
You might as well give it a try.”
In a few days, even if Dongfang Xing didn't come to save her, she believed she could escape.
Long Qiao looked at her, his blue eyes immediately bursting with flames. His throat was dry and his body was tense. He almost couldn't help but rush forward. He clenched his fists and said in a low tone: "I won't let you down.
Good night, my princess!"
After saying good night, he immediately turned around and left in a hurry, as if he was being burned by fire.
There were faint sounds of moans and groans of joy coming from outside the door, and the sound of footsteps receding into the distance.
Xiahou Huan'er breathed a sigh of relief and cursed secretly: "The embryo on the brain of a sperm worm."
Maybe it was because she was on her menstrual period, which suppressed the animalistic nature in her body. She glanced at the cumbersome princess outfit on her body and cursed, that perverted woman definitely did it on purpose, making her wear the grand and cumbersome princess outfit, making it difficult to escape even if she wanted to.
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"Do you want to embarrass your aunt like this?" Xiahou Huan'er sneered, found a pair of scissors in the drawer, and started cutting another set of clothes, cutting off all the cumbersome lace and extra layers, and finally cut it into a simple dress
Loose fit dress.
Put on a tailored dress and stand in the mirror.
Hey, although it's a bit nondescript, it still has a non-mainstream trendy feel in the 21st century. It's better than wearing a princess costume.
I looked at the clock and saw that it was nine o'clock in the evening. If I waited until the early morning to act, I could still rest for three hours.
She immediately jumped on the bed, closed her eyes and rested, recharging her energy and waiting for the opportunity.
After dark, the castle is very quiet.
Xiahou Huan'er was only in a light sleep, not daring to sleep deeply. In the mist, she seemed to hear a familiar low-pitched animal cry, which was a bit sad.
She suddenly woke up from her light sleep, rubbed her eyes with her hands, got up, and came to the window. She seemed to have heard the cry of a winged beast just now.
Could it be that he came to save her?
Infinite excitement suddenly surged in her heart. She really believed him right.
She opened the window and looked outside. She saw the cold moonlight and dim street lights. There were no figures, not to mention people, not even ghosts.
"It's strange. I heard the cry of the winged beast just now, but why is there no one there?" Xiahou Huan'er said to himself, could it be an illusion?
Just when she was feeling confused, there was a soft clicking sound outside the door. She quickly turned around and looked, when a tall and majestic figure flashed in, and a familiar crisp breath floated over.
The cat's eyes lit up, and a smile of surprise appeared on her pretty face. She then raised her feet and rushed forward. She jumped up halfway and threw herself on him. She hugged his neck with both hands and buried her face in his arms. Her slender legs
Familiarly wrapped around his waist, her body language already expressed her unspeakable excitement at the moment.
The cool moonlight shone in from the window, illuminating the darkness of the room.
He raised his palm, trying to pull her down, but somehow, his palm fell on her back, stroking her soothingly.
He stood as steady as a rock, and she clung to him with her claws as firm as an octopus, like an inseparable community.
After a while, an aggrieved voice sounded from his chest: "Long Qiao said, you gave me to him."
The palm that was caressing her back paused, and he snorted coldly in a nasal tone.
I just watched a zombie horror movie and I was almost scared to death. I still have love for Mr. Xing~
