Xiahou Huan'er finally couldn't bear it any longer, and put the bottle of medicinal wine on the bedside table, pulled the quilt over the corpse king who was motionless, and then ran out and came to their door, raising his head furiously.
He kicked the door with his legs, and with a bang, Cang Ying Monkey was so anxious that he forgot to lock the door and opened it.
Only seen in the room.
Cang Ying heard the sound of the door being kicked, cursed in a low voice, quickly grabbed the quilt and covered them, and looked at Xia Hou Huan'er who was standing at the door in confusion, as if he wanted to kill them.
"Xia Liu, what are you doing?"
Although her name is Xia Liu, she can't really do such obscene things.
Xiahou Huan'er's face was full of anger and she stared at him hard.
"It's what you said. As long as she doesn't object, I can do whatever it takes with her." Could it be that she regretted it, but now that she's done it, it's too late to regret it.
It turned out that this guy was telling a joke and kidnapped the Persian cat. But this was a consensual act, so you can’t blame him.
"I don't object to you doing this sneaky thing. Can you control it a little bit? Do you know how loud you shout? If you want to show it to others, why don't you do it in the room? Go to the street and do it.
"Xiahou Huan'er glared at them with such venomous tongue that it made people feel ashamed.
"Sorry, I disturbed you." Sogying's face suddenly turned as red as pig liver, and he felt so aggrieved. How did he know that the soundproofing of this room was so poor? He was going to complain to the landlord.
"If you let me hear your wild cries again, I won't allow you to touch her." Xiahou Huan'er glared at them fiercely, said harsh words, slammed the door, and left.
After a while, the Persian cat came to his senses and said with a sad face: "It's all my fault, I made the owner angry again."
Seeing the beauty's grievance, Cang Ying was heartbroken. He quickly hugged her and kissed her lovingly, coaxing: "Your master has a hormonal imbalance. It's her own bad mood. It's none of your business. Don't be sad, my dear. You let me
My heart hurts."
"How can I make my master happy?" The Persian cat frowned, his face full of distress and depression.
"Her man will make her happy. Don't worry about her for now. Let's continue with our happy things. Let's keep our voices down so your master doesn't hear her. She will be unhappy."
"Yes." The Persian cat nodded obediently, shut up, and remained silent. It really looked like an obedient little kitten, very lovable.
"So good." Sogying smiled and hugged her.
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Xiahou Huan'er drank a glass of ice water to suppress her irritable mood, and then slowly returned to the room.
As expected, Souei became more obedient and didn't make any more noise.
Dongfang Xing was lying on his side on the bed, looking straight at her with his deep and cold eyes, and with his obscure handsome face, it was impossible to guess what he was thinking.
Xiahou Huan'er stretched out her hand and scratched her head, and suddenly felt that the atmosphere at this moment was very strange, so strange that it made her scalp numb.
"What, what are you thinking about?" After a moment of silence, Xiahou Huan'er couldn't bear it anymore and spoke to break the silence.
Dongfang Xing looked at her, narrowed his sharp eyes, and waved to her, his low and cold voice looked particularly sexy in the night: "Come here."
"What?" Xiahou Huan'er asked, but her legs involuntarily moved closer to the bed.
As soon as her figure approached the bed, Dongfang Xing suddenly sat up, pulled her down with one hand, sat on the bed, then hugged her hard, resting his chin on her shoulder.
