According to her observations, Aobing should be mentally retarded due to post-traumatic stress disorder. She should be told what happened that year, and maybe her illness can be cured.
Luo Yusi's back froze, and then he hugged Ao Bing and left without saying a word.
Dongfang Xing squinted his eyes, watched them leave, and warned lightly: "Don't meddle in other people's affairs."
"Ah, I don't want to care. I just reminded him that he never let Bingbing go home and didn't tell her what happened that year. I think he deliberately hid it from her and didn't let her know. He is too selfish. Bingbing is
You have the right to know that." She was fighting for Bingbing. Could it be possible that she would live in such confusion all her life? She believed that if Bingbing was allowed to choose by herself, she would definitely be willing to know those things.
Dongfang Xing looked at her coldly: "What's the matter with Qing Guan?"
What he said was so disturbing.
Xiahou Huan'er curled her lips: "I care about her, can't I?"
Dongfang Xing glanced at her with contempt. Who cares about people like her? Who held the dagger across her neck just now?
"I was just delaying the attack. Don't stare at me like this. People will be shy." Damn it, if she hadn't been so anxious, could she still be standing like this unharmed?
Dongfang Xing snorted coldly: "Don't be ashamed."
"Okay, I admit that I'm not a shy girl. What's wrong? Who am I disturbing?"
Dongfang Xing looked down at her, with a rebellious look on his beautiful and delicate face. He had that stubborn temper that made people extremely rare.
He stretched out his palms, clasped her waist, suddenly picked her up unexpectedly, and strode towards the big bed in the back room.
Xiahou Huan'er blinked in shock, what does this man want to do?
As you talk, your bestiality comes out?
Guessing, the world suddenly started to spin, and the person was roughly thrown onto the bed by him, with a heavy weight on his body.
Don't get it wrong, the quilt is covering her body.
Xiahou Huan'er looked at him in confusion.
He sat down by the bed, gently stroked her cheek with his rough fingertips, and said expressionlessly: "Go to sleep, I will take you to visit the Imperial Capital Center tomorrow."
Xiahou Huan'er suddenly stared, "Damn it, I just told her that I wanted her to sleep, but he even fell on the bed, making her think..."
His face turned hot and he pouted: "What is the center of the imperial capital?"
Dongfang Xing said calmly: "The Imperial Capital Square, the commander-in-chief's residence is nearby."
Xiahou Huan'er tilted her head and looked at him for a while, then reached out and took his wrist, smiling: "If you feel embarrassed, you don't need to take me there."
Five hundred years ago, he was the supreme commander of mankind, but now things have changed, and she doesn't want him to be moved by the situation.
In fact, she wanted to come here just to see how humans will live five hundred years from now. Now that she has seen it, she is very happy.
Dongfang Xing held her wrist with his backhand, shook his head, and said solemnly: "I don't mind."
She looked at him in surprise, with an unreadable expression, and said, "Are you relieved?"
He said calmly: "You should live in the present."
When these words came out of his mouth, it felt horrifying.
She blinked and remembered what she had said to him that day in the wolf clan village, and couldn't help but chuckle. This guy must have listened to what she said that day.
"Go to sleep." Dongfang Xing's face looked a little unnatural.
"The bed is so big, if you sleep alone, you will be struck by lightning." Xiahou Huan'er smiled sullenly and moved his body to the other side to make a space.
