Xiahou Huan'er was about to cry but had no tears, so she said pitifully: "Are you pitying me for being unloved?"
What a naughty girl.
Master Xing stared at her with a dark face for more than ten seconds, then suddenly stretched out his hand to clasp the back of her head, bowed his head and kissed her lips fiercely.
"Well..." Well, every time Mr. Xing was at a loss for words, he only had these one thousand and one tricks to lower his head and seal her mouth.
Kiss her hard until her body is like mud, her breath is messy, and she can no longer speak.
He is not good at words, cannot coax people, and does not understand what romance is.
But he took great care of her, pampering and protecting her like a treasure.
His actions were far faster than her thoughts, and when she thought of it, he had already done everything for her.
He is Dongfang Xing, her exclusive man for Xia Hou Huan'er.
How long will they keep kissing?
Sogying, who had been standing at the door for a while, couldn't help but laugh or cry. He didn't know whether to go in or not.
He ran to the hospital as fast as he could, got plasma, and rushed back as hard as he could, fearing that she wouldn't be able to handle it after the man woke up.
As a result, it took him so long to come back, and they kissed for so long, inseparable, as if they hadn't kissed each other for eight hundred years. They were surprised, and he was feeling aggrieved.
Weighing the plasma in his hand, he was about to turn around and leave, planning to come back after they had kissed enough.
A hoarse but still majestic deep voice came to my ears: "Stop."
Cang Ying twitched the corner of his mouth, turned around, but was stunned by his sharp eyes, and laughed dryly: "You called me?"
Dongfang Xing stared at him with ice-like eyes and asked, "Who are you?"
Xiahou Huan'er, who was so dizzy after being kissed by Master Xing, came back to her senses and looked at Cang Ying standing at the door, her cheeks suddenly turned red.
Damn, she told him to knock on the door, but he turned a deaf ear to her words.
She glanced at him sideways and then explained: "Xing, he is the bodyguard I invited back. His name is Cang Ying."
"Bodyguard?" Dongfang Xing looked at him with squinted eyes and asked suspiciously, "You are supposed to be a mercenary. When will you change your career to a bodyguard?"
"This..." Sogying was a little confused. Could it be that he wanted to tell him that he was an unscrupulous mercenary?
Xiahou Huan'er saw that he had a troubled expression and explained for him: "It's like this. The imperial capital has issued a red flag to kill us, so I paid three times the price to hire him as our bodyguard. I don't know what you are doing."
When you wake up, it’s not a bad thing to have a bodyguard.”
Souei said somewhat cautiously: "Actually, I am a freelance mercenary. As long as I can make money, I will do any task."
Dongfang Xing was silent for a while, a little sarcastically: "Idiot."
Sogying's face turned blue and white, but he didn't dare to get angry because he had probably guessed his identity and he couldn't afford to offend him.
Seeing his ugly face, Xiahou Huan'er quickly said: "Cang Ying, put your things down and go rest."
Souei walked in and put the bag on the table, then turned and left without saying a word. People under the evil forces cannot afford to hurt him.
Xiahou Huan'er stretched out her finger and poked his chest. She didn't understand where his anger came from, and asked, "Do you have a grudge against him?"
Mr. Xing glanced at her coldly and replied in a nonchalant manner: "No."
"You have no grudge against him, so why are you so cruel to him and calling him a loser?" This girl seems to have forgotten that her own attitude towards him is not good either, but that is only when Mr. Xing is in suspended animation.
