"It's best to dry your hair. It won't be good if you get windy hair." Aopo reminded lightly and turned away.
Xiahou Huan'er couldn't help but sigh in her heart. She didn't expect that he was such a gentleman. He was worried that she would be shy, so he turned away without her having to say anything.
She wiped her long hair vigorously with a clean towel, then wrapped it up, picked up her panties, put them on the ironing board and started ironing them.
She hadn't permed a few times when she suddenly heard footsteps outside.
A familiar voice came: "The signal is here."
This was Dongfang Xing's voice. Xiahou Huan'er was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that he was actually here. Before she could react, the door was pushed open.
The clothing store was so big that you could see clearly inside. Ao Po was sitting on the sofa, and Xia Hou Huan'er had a towel wrapped around her head. She was ironing her panties with an iron in her hand.
The people who broke in at the same time, besides Dongfang Xing, were Si Chen and Wan Bupo.
Upon seeing this situation, everyone's expressions changed instantly, and Si Chen and Wan Bupo retreated with a tacit understanding.
Dongfang Xing's face was as dark as the ashes on the bottom of a pot.
Ao Po glanced at it, slowly stood up from the sofa, put his hands in his pockets, and walked out without saying a word.
Dongfang Xing clenched his fists, and stared at Xiahou Huan'er with his deep eyes as hard as fire.
As long as any man sees this scene, he cannot calm down.
Xiahou Huan'er was just stunned for a moment, and then continued to iron her panties as if nothing had happened. She had been husband and wife with him for so many years, from the 26th century to the 21st century, and had gone through life and death together countless times. If he dared
She will never forgive him for doubting her.
Inside the store, neither of them said a word, but the temperature was even lower than outside.
Dongfang Xing just stared at her, while she ironed her panties and bra as if nothing had happened.
She really ignored him to the end.
Dongfang Xing couldn't bear it anymore. He stepped forward, grabbed her wrist holding the iron with a snap, and glared at her: "Why did you run out again?"
When Xiahou Huan'er heard this, she immediately laughed, because what he asked was not why she was with Ao Po.
She shrugged and said, "I saw reports on TV that zombies were attacking the municipal government, so I came here."
"Damn it, didn't I tell you not to run out again? Did you touch him?"
Dongfang Xinghuo'er was furious, this annoying little girl always turned a deaf ear to his words.
"If I didn't come, how easy would it be for you to let me go?" Xiahou Huan'er looked at his livid face and became embarrassed.
"Didn't I say that I have my plan." As soon as he thought that she would be hurt by her twenty-first-century self, he really wanted to catch her and beat her up. She really didn't take herself seriously.
It was his heart that she was torturing. Just now he felt that he was in the city. When he heard his colleagues say that she was being hunted by him, his heart almost stopped beating. If his ring hadn't been able to track her location, he wouldn't have known where she was.
Worried.
"I also said that I will definitely find a way to rescue you...Ha Qiu..." Before Xia Houhuan'er could finish speaking, he couldn't help but sneezed several times.
Dongfang Xing frowned immediately, covered her cold little hand with his palm, and asked, "What's going on?"
It was difficult for Xiahou Huan'er to stop sneezing and sniffled.
