Xiahou Huan'er was just about to leave when a sweet voice came from behind that made her hair stand on end: "Master, I've brought you drinks and snacks."
It's painful when I see her, but I'm excited when I see the food she cooks.
Xiahou Huan'er turned around with contradiction and looked at the Persian cat happily carrying the vegetable basket. She didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
After her gunshot wound healed, I made delicious food to tempt her every day. Well, her stomach was already on its knees singing the song of conquest.
She felt like she couldn't live without her food. She would feel itchy if she didn't eat for a day, like she was addicted to drugs.
"Persian cat, you have nothing to do. You can find other people to socialize with. You don't have to hide in the kitchen every day to make snacks for me." Her small body will become fatter if she continues to eat like this. But the damn thing is, her stomach can't resist her food. This is the rhythm of evil.
When the Persian cat heard this, his face suddenly became sad and he bit his lip: "Master, you don't like to eat the food I cook?"
Xiahou Huan'er was confused when she saw her pitiful look.
"The food you cook is so delicious, of course I like it. I just think it's a pity to have you stay in the kitchen all day."
A happy smile immediately appeared on the Persian cat's face: "As long as the owner likes it, I will be happy."
The corner of Xiahou Huan'er's mouth twisted, and she was at a loss.
Xiahou Huan'er swept away the drinks and snacks she brought, sent her away, and ran to the political affairs building to find Dongfang Xing.
Her current identity has changed. She was already pointed at a gun before she even stepped through the door. Now the guard lets her go with a smile on her face.
After being told that Dongfang Xing went up to the top floor, she followed her up and saw Dongfang Xing standing on the top floor with his back to her, looking at the boundless stars in the distance, seemingly in a trance.
She held her breath and concentrated, walking like a cat without making a sound, sneaking up behind him, suddenly stretched out her hands, covered his eyes, and said with a wicked smile: "Guess who I am?"
Dongfang Xing pulled her hand down, his dark red eyes flashed slightly, and he coldly uttered two words: "I'm sorry."
"Hey, can't you cooperate?" Xiahou Huan'er hugged him from behind, pouted, and poked and pinched his waist with her fingers in a playful manner.
Dongfang Xing's body suddenly stiffened and he said lightly: "Boring."
Xiahou Huan'er looked up to the sky and screamed: "Oh my god, this is called fun, do you understand?"
He answered simply and neatly: "I don't understand."
Xiahou Huan'er couldn't help grinding her teeth. This sullen man, his mother never taught him, if he doesn't understand, he should ask, and if he doesn't understand, he should learn?
"You really want to piss me off, don't you?" You opened your mouth and bit through the thin clothes on his back.
His back hurt, Dongfang Xing stretched out his hand to hold her shoulders, pulled her from behind, pushed her forward, and pressed her against the guardrail. His deep eyes seemed to be hardened and stared at her: "Teeth Sharp?" She seemed to like biting people recently, and of course he was the only one who got bitten.
Xiahou Huan'er opened her mouth and exhaled deliberately, revealing a mouth of bright white and crystal silver teeth. Dese said: "My teeth have always been sharp."
"Small." He raised her chin with his palm, stared at her with cold eyes, suddenly lowered his head, and kissed her pouty lips fiercely.
Xiahou Huan'er raised her cat eyes and immediately fought back, hugging his waist hard and sucking his lips and tongue hard.
