Dongfang Xing roasted the meat and handed it to her expressionlessly.
Xiahou Huan'er took it, said thank you, and ate it without any ceremony. She was really hungry.
Although the barbecue has no seasoning, it is good to have something to eat at this moment. If you are picky, you will only starve.
He sat aside and stared into the distance silently. There was no expression on his face, but she could feel the strong sadness emanating from him.
She couldn't imagine how he had come here over the past few hundred years.
Seeing him like this, her heart was blocked and bored.
She didn't want to see him like this, he shouldn't bear such a heavy burden.
She quietly moved her butt, inch by inch, closer to him.
She stretched out a finger, poked his hard back, and deliberately said in a relaxed tone: "You are very handsome. Tell me, how did you get such a good job as the Zombie King?"
Mr. Xing, who had a gloomy and indifferent expression, slowly withdrew his eyes and landed on her face full of curiosity.
She blinked her dazzling black cat eyes and smiled heartlessly: "Don't worry, I'm not interested in the job of the Zombie King. I won't compete with you for my job. I'm just curious. Just satisfy me."
Just be curious."
One moment she was hysterical and dying, and the next moment she was smiling like a flower. She was such a heartless little girl. Anyone who provoked her would be in trouble.
The cool and handsome Mr. Xing snorted coldly, stood up suddenly, and walked deep into the forest.
Xiahou Huan'er never knew how to write the word "death", so she immediately jumped up, stepped forward, took his arm, and rubbed him affectionately, her sweet and soft voice was like glutinous rice cakes dipped in sugar: "
Tell me, how did you become the king? Don't worry, I won't tell others."
His long, stiff body tensed up, and Mr. Xing, who didn't like being approached, immediately shook off her hand and quickened his pace.
Xiao Nizi had her arms crossed and quickened her pace. Two soft arms wrapped around his arms again, this time they hugged him even harder and looked at him provocatively.
"Let go." Mr. Xing was annoyed, the veins on his forehead were pulsing, and his dark red eyes were a bit ferocious, and he wanted to strangle her to death.
"I won't let you go until you tell me." She hung on his arm and was almost dragged away by him. This posture was really embarrassing for her, so she simply jumped up and hugged his arm. Anyway, they were friends.
Isn't it?
Even though there were turbulent waves in his body, the calm and indifferent Master Xing remained calm, his steel-like hands pinched her waist, and ordered: "Let go."
"No." Xia Hou Huan'er didn't know who she was borrowing courage from, maybe because he was the only person she knew here, or maybe she wasn't afraid of him since he didn't kill her and even lit a fire and roasted meat for her to eat.
, even though he is the feared zombie king, he is also the military commander she once teased.
"You asked for it." After suppressing and suppressing, she finally aroused her anger. He pressed her back against the big tree, lowered his head and kissed her hard and quickly. He was strong, domineering, and could not be refused.
"Well..." Her clear and bright black eyes widened instantly. She was... What happened? This feeling is so strange.
He came menacingly, and she was intimidated by his overwhelming forceful kisses. Her limbs clung tightly to his body, and her back was pressed against the hard tree. She had no way to retreat or avoid him.
The smell is fresh and clean, without the smell that she hates. Her face is as red as tide, and her heart is beating like a drum.
