He quickly put on his clothes and said to him, "It's time to leave."
It was silent outside, and the footsteps moved away.
Xiahou Huan'er slowly came out of the bathroom. There was a large bowl of ginger soup on the table. She stared at the bowl and her eyes almost popped out.
Does the bowl need to be that big?
"Come here quickly and drink it." Dongfang Xing waved to her and said calmly.
Xiahou Huan'er stretched out her hand to hold down her twitching stomach, and twitched the corners of her mouth as she said, "Did we drink this together?"
Dongfang Xing glanced at her and said expressionlessly: "I've already drank it, this is yours."
"With such a big bowl, you want to suffocate me to death?" In fact, having a large bowl of ginger soup is not a problem. The problem is that she hates the smell of ginger the most.
"If I can't hold you to death, I can drive you away from the cold and prevent you from catching a cold." Seeing her standing there motionless, Dongfang Xing simply walked over, took her hand, pulled her over, sat on the sofa, and then put the bowl
The ginger soup was placed in front of her, and with a majestic aura that could not be refused, he ordered her: "Drink."
"I don't want to drink it, it tastes too bad." Xiahou Huan'er immediately stood up and faced him with a rebellious attitude.
"Are you sure?" Dongfang Xing's dark eyes narrowed dangerously, his expression cold and edgeless.
Xiahou Huan'er suddenly felt a chill in her heart, but she remained stubborn and shouted awkwardly: "Don't drink, don't drink, I won't drink even if I kill you."
"It seems that you prefer me to use force." Dongfang Xing twirled his fingers, his expression so sinister that it made people shudder.
"What do you want to do?" Xiahou Huan'er stared at him, but her heart trembled involuntarily.
"You can choose between feeding or feeding you by mouth." Dongfang Xing kindly provided a choice.
"Dongfang Xing, are you more barbaric?" Xiahou Huan'er roared.
Yaya, what does this beast think of her? A three-year-old child? She doesn't take medicine but has to drink it. It's annoying. If she couldn't beat him, she would have fallen out with him long ago, but the truth is so cruel.
The truth is that she can't beat him.
"I also have more savage ones, do you want to try them?" Dongfang Xing continued to move his fingers, his rogue-like movements, but also revealed a hint of damn handsomeness.
"You..." He was never like this before. When she first met him, he didn't care about her life or death at all, let alone care about her at all. How could he become so big? How could he change back?
The former Dongfang Xing?
Xiahou Huan'er wanted to yell at him, he already had a wife, could he just stop caring about her? Didn't he know that that was the most painful thing for Ling Chi?
"How is it? How do you want to drink it?" Dongfang Xing said, rolling up his sleeves and preparing to drink it for her.
Xiahou Huan'er stared at him, if eyes could kill, he would have died thousands of times.
She snorted coldly and turned away. Just when she was about to shout a protest, her eyes fell on the kitchen. On the floor, she saw a bunch of messy footprints, including water and mud. Before she could
After cleaning, her eyes couldn't help but heat up. She could imagine that after she entered the bathroom, he made ginger soup for her before changing her clothes and shoes.
She wanted to cry, laugh, and even more want to scold him severely.
She slowly turned her head and watched him pick up the bowl of ginger soup, as if he wanted to force her to drink it.
