Dongfang Xing was stunned for a moment, feeling secretly happy in his heart, but pretending to be cold: "I'm marrying you? You call me husband so soon, you hate getting married, right?"
This man is being hypocritical.
Xiahou Huan'er curled her lips and joked: "Yes, I hate getting married, but you don't hate getting married? Well, I'll find another man to marry me."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a pain in his waist. Xiahou Huan'er cried out in pain. His poor little waist was brutally abused by Master Xing's big palm again.
"Want to marry someone else? Hmm..." The last note was long and full of cold danger.
"It's just a joke, uncle, don't take it to heart." Xia Houhuan'er rubbed her innocently affected waist, her face filled with inward feelings.
He is just a arrogant man who is sultry on the outside but coquettish on the inside.
Mr. Xing snorted coldly, but hugged her with great pity and walked quickly inside.
Watching them leave, the winged beast let out a long roar of joy in excitement.
Seeing them pairing up with each other, so affectionate and affectionate, one would also like to find a female animal to talk to lovingly.
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In a day or two, the plaster on Xiahou Huan'er's leg will be knocked off.
As the day of liberation approaches, the circulation and blood circulation in the legs becomes faster and faster, and the itch becomes increasingly severe, reaching the point of itch deep into the bones.
Xiahou Huan'er couldn't scratch the itch vigorously. She suffered a lot. She couldn't sit still during the day and couldn't sleep well at night. Her face was full of internal fluids all day long. She was tormenting herself and others. If there hadn't been something important at the zombie camp, Dongfang Xing would have
She didn't want to go away, so she had to tell Love to keep an eye on her.
Exactly, asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a group of eunuchs going upstairs.
"Miss, just bear with it. As long as you bear with it for these two days, your legs will be fine." Seeing her like this, Love was also troubled.
Xiahou Huan'er raised her serious national treasure panda eyes and looked at her desolately: "Do you know what I want to do most right now?"
Love looked at her confused and confused.
Xia Houhuan'er narrowed her eyes, made a sound, pulled out a sharp fruit knife, looked angrily at the leg that was itching her crazy and said fiercely: "I want to chop it, let's see what else it can do."
Trouble me."
"Miss, please don't mess around." Love was startled and quickly rushed towards her, snatching the knife away from her hand, breaking into a cold sweat.
"I want to chop it, let it toss me so much, give me back the knife..."
Xiahou Huan'er yelled madly.
"If you don't give it, you won't give it even if you kill me." He was really afraid that she would cut off her legs on impulse, so Love immediately raised her hand, and with a whoosh, the sharp knife flew out the door.
Almost at the same time, a horrific scream came from outside the door.
The two of them were stunned at the same time. Love's heart trembled violently and she was covered in cold sweat: "Oops, someone was killed."
Xiahou Huan'er gloated over his misfortune and laughed smugly: "It's so satisfying for you to snatch my knife."
Love was extremely aggrieved. She was doing it for her own good. Could it be that she really wanted to watch her cut off her own legs with a knife?
There were rapid footsteps immediately outside the door.
An angry male voice with a high voice sounded: "Damn, who threw the knife? Get out of here."
I saw a tall and mighty man, exuding a fiery and violent aura, barging in with a sharp white fruit knife stuck in his shoulder.
Xiahou Huan'er was happy when she saw the visitor.
However, Love was so frightened that she hurriedly hid behind her, begging for help as if she had seen a ghost: "Miss, help me." Dongfang Xing was stunned for a moment, secretly happy in his heart, but pretending to be cold: "I married you? So soon?
Just call me husband, you hate getting married, right?"
This man is being hypocritical.
Xiahou Huan'er curled her lips and joked: "Yes, I hate getting married, but you don't hate getting married? Well, I'll find another man to marry me."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a pain in his waist. Xiahou Huan'er cried out in pain. His poor little waist was brutally abused by Master Xing's big palm again.
"Want to marry someone else? Hmm..." The last note was long and full of cold danger.
"It's just a joke, uncle, don't take it to heart." Xia Houhuan'er rubbed her innocently affected waist, her face filled with inward feelings.
He is just a arrogant man who is sultry on the outside but coquettish on the inside.
Mr. Xing snorted coldly, but hugged her with great pity and walked quickly inside.
Watching them leave, the winged beast let out a long roar of joy in excitement.
Seeing them pairing up with each other, so affectionate and affectionate, one would also like to find a female animal to talk to lovingly.
11111111
In a day or two, the plaster on Xiahou Huan'er's leg will be knocked off.
As the day of liberation approaches, the circulation and blood circulation in the legs becomes faster and faster, and the itch becomes increasingly severe, reaching the point of itch deep into the bones.
Xiahou Huan'er couldn't scratch the itch vigorously. She suffered a lot. She couldn't sit still during the day and couldn't sleep well at night. Her face was full of internal fluids all day long. She was tormenting herself and others. If there hadn't been something important at the zombie camp, Dongfang Xing would have
She didn't want to go away, so she had to tell Love to keep an eye on her.
Exactly, asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a group of eunuchs going upstairs.
"Miss, just bear with it. As long as you bear with it for these two days, your legs will be fine." Seeing her like this, Love was also troubled.
Xiahou Huan'er raised her serious national treasure panda eyes and looked at her desolately: "Do you know what I want to do most right now?"
Love looked at her confused and confused.
Xia Houhuan'er narrowed her eyes, made a sound, pulled out a sharp fruit knife, looked angrily at the leg that was itching her crazy and said fiercely: "I want to chop it, let's see what else it can do."
Trouble me."
"Miss, please don't mess around." Love was startled and quickly rushed towards her, snatching the knife away from her hand, breaking into a cold sweat.
"I want to chop it, let it toss me so much, give me back the knife..."
Xiahou Huan'er yelled madly.
"If you don't give it, you won't give it even if you kill me." He was really afraid that she would cut off her legs on impulse, so Love immediately raised her hand, and with a whoosh, the sharp knife flew out the door.
Almost at the same time, a horrific scream came from outside the door.
The two of them were stunned at the same time. Love's heart trembled violently and she was covered in cold sweat: "Oops, someone was killed."
Xiahou Huan'er gloated over his misfortune and laughed smugly: "It's so satisfying for you to snatch my knife."
Love was extremely aggrieved. She was doing it for her own good. Could it be that she really wanted to watch her cut off her own legs with a knife?
There were rapid footsteps immediately outside the door.
An angry male voice with a high voice sounded: "Damn, who threw the knife? Get out of here."
I saw a tall and mighty man, exuding a fiery and violent aura, barging in with a sharp white fruit knife stuck in his shoulder.
Xiahou Huan'er was happy when she saw the visitor.
But Love was so frightened that she quickly hid behind her and begged for help as if she had seen a ghost: "Miss, help me."
