"What do you mean?" A delicate jade finger immediately poked his chest.
Dongfang Xing immediately held her finger and stared down at her: "You are a little ****, a little pervert."
"what?"
"The moonlight is beautiful tonight, and you are dressed so provocatively. If we don't do anything, I'm sorry for your dress."
The corners of Dongfang Xing's lips raised an evil hook, and his palms slid to the front of her low-cut clothes...
"Wait..." Xiahou Huan'er pressed his palm and shouted.
"Wait for me, I can't wait any longer." Dressed like this, she has already set his fire on fire. Are you asking him to stop now? Are you kidding me?
"I boiled sugar water for you. If you want an animal, you have to drink the sugar water I boiled first..." Xiahou Huan'er pushed him away hard.
Dongfang Xing was stunned for a moment and looked at her in surprise: "Did you make this midnight snack?"
"Sister Fu went to take care of Tienu. I didn't do it. Who else would prepare it for you? I'm telling you, I spent a lot of time cooking it. Don't waste it. Drink it."
He pushed back the chair and sat down, then pulled the tray over, placed the bowl of something said to be sugar water in front of Dongfang Xing, and looked at him expectantly.
Dongfang Xing frowned, flipped the bowl of so-called sugar water with a small spoon, and felt a little embarrassed: "Do you really want me to drink it?"
Not to mention that he doesn't like desserts, this bowl of sugar water, which looks so bad, is horrifying no matter how you look at it.
Xiahou Huan'er immediately flattened her mouth and said in a low voice: "I cooked this with my own hands, do you dislike it?"
"I don't dislike it." He was just worried about whether there would be any adverse reactions after drinking it.
"Since you don't mind it, why don't you drink it?" She can't cook. How can such a simple thing as boiling sugar water be difficult for her?
Dongfang Xing was worried for a long time, and was finally defeated by her resentful eyes.
He picked up the bowl and took a sip, his brows furrowed and he almost couldn't help but spit it out.
He swallowed it hard and asked with some pain: "My dear, are you sure you are boiling sugar water? Have you tried it?"
Xiahou Huan'er shook his head: "I can't wait to bring it to you after I cook it. What's wrong? Is it not sweet enough? Let me try it."
"You don't need to taste it, it's 'sweet' enough." Dongfang Xing said almost through gritted teeth. When he saw her reaching out, he quickly poured the whole bowl of sugar water into his mouth and swallowed it into his stomach.
He would not tell her that the bowl of 'sugar water' she cooked was so salty that it made him cramp.
He won't blame her, because he knows that she doesn't distinguish between grains and grains, and it's really not weird to use table salt as sugar.
"Your face looks ugly. Is there something wrong with the sugar water I made?" His facial features were a little distorted, and Xiahou Huan'er was worried.
"No problem, but next time, don't cook. If your hand is injured, I will feel bad for you." Dongfang Xing took her hand and stroked the back of her hand, trying hard to maintain his composure on the surface.
"Is there really no problem?" She clearly saw that he was in pain just now, but in the blink of an eye, his expression returned to normal. Was she dazzled?
"Really not." He said this simply because he didn't want to hurt her self-confidence. "What do you mean by that?" A delicate jade finger immediately poked his chest.
Dongfang Xing immediately held her finger and stared down at her: "You are a little ****, a little pervert."
"what?"
"The moonlight is beautiful tonight, and you are dressed so provocatively. If we don't do anything, I'm sorry for your dress."
The corners of Dongfang Xing's lips raised an evil hook, and his palms slid to the front of her low-cut clothes...
"Wait..." Xiahou Huan'er pressed his palm and shouted.
"Wait for me, I can't wait any longer." Dressed like this, she has already set his fire on fire. Are you asking him to stop now? Are you kidding me?
"I boiled sugar water for you. If you want an animal, you have to drink the sugar water I boiled first..." Xiahou Huan'er pushed him away hard.
Dongfang Xing was stunned for a moment and looked at her in surprise: "Did you make this midnight snack?"
"Sister Fu went to take care of Tienu. I didn't do it. Who else would prepare it for you? I'm telling you, I spent a lot of time cooking it. Don't waste it. Drink it."
He pushed back the chair and sat down, then pulled the tray over, placed the bowl of something said to be sugar water in front of Dongfang Xing, and looked at him expectantly.
Dongfang Xing frowned, flipped the bowl of so-called sugar water with a small spoon, and felt a little embarrassed: "Do you really want me to drink it?"
Not to mention that he doesn't like desserts, this bowl of sugar water, which looks so bad, is horrifying no matter how you look at it.
Xiahou Huan'er immediately flattened her mouth and said in a low voice: "I cooked this with my own hands, do you dislike it?"
"I don't dislike it." He was just worried about whether there would be any adverse reactions after drinking it.
"Since you don't mind it, why don't you drink it?" She can't cook. How can such a simple thing as boiling sugar water be difficult for her?
Dongfang Xing was worried for a long time, and was finally defeated by her resentful eyes.
He picked up the bowl and took a sip, his brows furrowed and he almost couldn't help but spit it out.
He swallowed it hard and asked with some pain: "My dear, are you sure you are boiling sugar water? Have you tried it?"
Xiahou Huan'er shook his head: "I can't wait to bring it to you after I cook it. What's wrong? Is it not sweet enough? Let me try it."
"You don't need to taste it, it's 'sweet' enough." Dongfang Xing said almost through gritted teeth. When he saw her reaching out, he quickly poured the whole bowl of sugar water into his mouth and swallowed it into his stomach.
He would not tell her that the bowl of 'sugar water' she cooked was so salty that it made him cramp.
He won't blame her, because he knows that she doesn't distinguish between grains and grains, and it's really not weird to use table salt as sugar.
"Your face looks ugly. Is there something wrong with the sugar water I made?" His facial features were a little distorted, and Xiahou Huan'er was worried.
"No problem, but next time, don't cook. If your hand is injured, I will feel bad for you." Dongfang Xing took her hand and stroked the back of her hand, trying hard to maintain his composure on the surface.
"Is there really no problem?" She clearly saw that he was in pain just now, but in the blink of an eye, his expression returned to normal. Was she dazzled?
"Really not." He said this simply because he didn't want to hurt her self-confidence.
