He said in a low voice: "You have done a good job."
Xiahou Huan'er looked at him in astonishment, and then laughed without humility: "It's ridiculous, I haven't really exerted my strength yet."
"Don't be ashamed." The corner of Mr. Xing's mouth twitched. This little girl really couldn't praise her enough. When she praised her, her tail went up to the sky.
Dongfang Xing looked at her coldly: "Are you sure I am praising you?"
Xiahou Huan'er was even more embarrassed: "I know that even if you say no with your mouth, you must be in your heart."
Dongfang Xing was silent. When he met this thick-skinned, shameless guy, he had no choice but to recognize him.
Xiahou Huan'er clung to his arms sweetly, but she still couldn't figure it out: "Isn't Long Qiao just crazy about machines? Why did he collude with Hanhai to instigate a war between the zombie camp and the imperial capital? He should have
He is from the Imperial Capital, why is that? Did the Imperial Capital do something to him that made him try his best to seek revenge? Or does he want to gain some benefits? "
Dongfang Xing narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "A few years ago, he suddenly appeared in the zombie camp and showed his outstanding ability in manufacturing arms in a high-profile manner. At that time, the zombie camp's arms strength was very weak. It can be said that we hit it off. He gave the zombie camp
Providing the most advanced and most powerful weapons, maintaining and upgrading defense systems, etc., and the zombie camp promised to give him what he wanted."
Thinking of that time when she was almost sold to Long Qiao as goods by this man, Xiahou Huan'er still felt a little uncomfortable and she flattened her mouth in frustration.
Dongfang Xing immediately stretched out his hand to lift her chin and looked at her: "Silly girl, you still remember what happened that time."
Xiahou Huan'er stared at him angrily: "That time, if it weren't for the other genes in my body, wouldn't you have sold me?"
Dongfang Xing was silent, his hands slid to her waist, and he hugged her tightly, unable to say sorry.
I could only say in a low voice: "I have done the stupidest thing."
She smiled, got up and kissed him on the lips: "I forgive you."
The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and although he didn't say anything, he couldn't hide the curiosity in his eyes.
She rested her head on his chest and asked curiously: "Don't you know the origin of Long Qiao?"
He frowned and shook his head: "I only know that he was once a human and lived in the imperial capital."
Xiahou Huan'er was confused: "Then does he want to take revenge for attacking the emperor, or does he want to gain some benefits?"
This thing is really mysterious, Hanhai wants to be the Corpse King, and he wants to attack the imperial capital, so these two bitches really hit it off.
Dongfang Xing pinched her waist gently and said calmly: "No matter what he wants, it's none of your business."
Xiahou Huan'er immediately frowned and felt a little unhappy: "Why don't you close it? He is clearly targeting you. Isn't your matter my matter?"
She didn't like the feeling that he excluded her.
Dongfang Xing was silent. He was not good at explaining in the first place, and these words really made him unable to answer.
Xiahou Huan'er knew his temperament and didn't really care about him. He immediately asked: "The real owner of that Persian cat should be Long Qiao. We have put a lot of thought into his design." Only that pervert can do that.
Cultivate such a special thing that confuses people's minds.
He snorted softly.
Xiahou Huan'er then looked at him ambiguously: "That Persian cat is so attractive, but you really don't care at all...well..." He said in a low voice: "You have done a good job."
Xiahou Huan'er looked at him in astonishment, and then laughed without humility: "It's ridiculous, I haven't really exerted my strength yet."
"Don't be ashamed." The corner of Mr. Xing's mouth twitched. This little girl really couldn't praise her enough. When she praised her, her tail went up to the sky.
Dongfang Xing looked at her coldly: "Are you sure I am praising you?"
Xiahou Huan'er was even more embarrassed: "I know that even if you say no with your mouth, you must be in your heart."
Dongfang Xing was silent. When he met this thick-skinned, shameless guy, he had no choice but to recognize him.
Xiahou Huan'er clung to his arms sweetly, but she still couldn't figure it out: "Isn't Long Qiao just crazy about machines? Why did he collude with Hanhai to instigate a war between the zombie camp and the imperial capital? He should have
He is from the Imperial Capital, why is that? Did the Imperial Capital do something to him that made him try his best to seek revenge? Or does he want to gain some benefits? "
Dongfang Xing narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "A few years ago, he suddenly appeared in the zombie camp and showed his outstanding ability in manufacturing arms in a high-profile manner. At that time, the zombie camp's arms strength was very weak. It can be said that we hit it off. He gave the zombie camp
Providing the most advanced and most powerful weapons, maintaining and upgrading defense systems, etc., and the zombie camp promised to give him what he wanted."
Thinking of that time when she was almost sold to Long Qiao as goods by this man, Xiahou Huan'er still felt a little uncomfortable and she flattened her mouth in frustration.
Dongfang Xing immediately stretched out his hand to lift her chin and looked at her: "Silly girl, you still remember what happened that time."
Xiahou Huan'er stared at him angrily: "That time, if it weren't for the other genes in my body, wouldn't you have sold me?"
Dongfang Xing was silent, his hands slid to her waist, and he hugged her tightly, unable to say sorry.
I could only say in a low voice: "I have done the stupidest thing."
She smiled, got up and kissed him on the lips: "I forgive you."
The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and although he didn't say anything, he couldn't hide the curiosity in his eyes.
She rested her head on his chest and asked curiously: "Don't you know the origin of Long Qiao?"
He frowned and shook his head: "I only know that he was once a human and lived in the imperial capital."
Xiahou Huan'er was confused: "Then does he want to take revenge for attacking the emperor, or does he want to gain some benefits?"
This thing is really mysterious, Hanhai wants to be the Corpse King, and he wants to attack the imperial capital, so these two bitches really hit it off.
Dongfang Xing pinched her waist gently and said calmly: "No matter what he wants, it's none of your business."
Xiahou Huan'er immediately frowned and felt a little unhappy: "Why don't you close it? He is clearly targeting you. Isn't your matter my matter?"
She didn't like the feeling that he excluded her.
Dongfang Xing was silent. He was not good at explaining in the first place, and these words really made him unable to answer.
Xiahou Huan'er knew his temperament and didn't really care about him. He immediately asked: "The real owner of that Persian cat should be Long Qiao. We have put a lot of thought into his design." Only that pervert can do that.
Cultivate such a special thing that confuses people's minds.
He snorted softly.
Xiahou Huan'er then looked at him ambiguously: "That Persian cat is so attractive, but you really don't care at all...well..."
