She still dared to laugh, laughing from the bottom of the cliff to the top, making his face turn yellow and still laughing.
Looking back over five hundred years, Mr. Xing has never been as embarrassed as he is now. He is so frustrated that he really wants to kill the culprit with a palm.
He pushed Xiao Nizi, who was still hugging his legs, and ordered coldly: "Let go."
Trying to hold back his smile, a pitiful voice came from below: "My hands are numb."
She had been too frightened just now and her nerves were tense. Although there were unexpected jokes along the way, she could not relax her hands at all.
That would mean she would be shattered to pieces. Although it was rare to see Master Xing in this rare embarrassment that he only saw in a thousand years, she didn't want to die.
Mr. Xing had no choice but to bend down and pry her hands off his legs.
Just then, Xia Houhuan'er looked up and saw that the bulge wrapped in the elastic underwear was gradually erecting. She opened her mouth wide in surprise.
Damn, what a beast. Under such circumstances, his body can still react. How shameless.
Mr. Xing gritted his teeth, held the top of her head with one hand, turned her face to the other side, quickly pulled up his pants and put them on.
This girl was definitely a little goblin who came to kill him. He couldn't help but stare at her in shock...
Damn, it’s true that he has never touched a woman before and is the sequelae of abstinence. Now when he meets this crazy girl, one look can make him lose control.
The convulsing little girl pushed his hand away, turned her head, and stared at his handsome face that was trying to suppress and pretending to be calm. She burst into tears while laughing, and said kindly: "Don't worry, today
I will never tell anyone what happened. Under those circumstances, it was an accident and there were no outsiders, so you don’t have to be shy or sad.”
Huan'erniu kept her promise and did not tell anyone about this matter, but this matter became the laughing stock of her lifelong mockery of Master Xing.
Mr. Xing's face was livid, he tightened his pants, his eyes were filled with murderous flames, and he stared at her fiercely and warned: "If you dare to leak it, I will beat you to death."
The majestic Mr. Xing, with his image and integrity, is already a stranger.
There was a smile on Xiahou Huan'er's lips, and there was no look of fear on her face.
He vowed: "I promise, this is a secret between the two of us."
Only then did Mr.
Get up and walk to the river not far away.
When they came to the river, Xiahou Huan'er saw the reflection in the river and almost fell into the river in fright.
Mr. Xing had quick eyes and quick hands. He pulled her back and gave her a cold look: "Be calm."
Xia Houhuan'er reached out to cover her dirty, bloodstained, ugly face, and screamed in fright: "My face, am I disfigured?"
"You..." Dongfang Xing just wanted to say that she was fine, but when he thought of how arrogantly she had laughed at him just now, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, revealing a strange and cold evil sneer, "It's very serious."
"What?" Is she badly disfigured?
Xiahou Huan'er's eyes were demented, with tears flashing, and he looked like he had suffered a heavy blow and was in pain.
Dongfang Xing took out his handkerchief, dipped it in some water, raised her chin with one hand, his eyes were cold, but his movements were baby-like, and he gently wiped the blood on her face.
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I strongly recommend my friend Wei Yang’s new book: Addicted to Doting: A military commander dotes on his little fierce wife. It’s super good-looking.
