"You are still laughing at me." Xiahou Huan'er became a little angry and kicked him in the calf.
Dongfang Xing made a mistake in his steps and avoided her attack, quickly saying: "I'm not making fun of you, I just think you are too cute."
"Tch, pity me, no one loves me." Xiahou Huan'er immediately glanced at him.
"My love is not enough?" Dongfang Xing immediately lowered his head and kissed her hard on the lips.
Xiahou Huan'er felt sweet in her heart, but her mouth was unforgiving: "I didn't see our son staring at us, please be more serious."
"That's not easy." Dongfang Xing immediately stretched out his palm to cover Dongfang Buhui's eyes, grabbed her mouth with lingering thoughts, and kissed her fiercely again.
The poor baby, whose eyes were covered and could not adapt to the darkness, babbling and dancing in protest.
But the parents who were already deeply in love could not care about him. It was not easy. Finally, they could see the light again. Xiahou Huan'er was blushing and panting, while Dongfang Xing's face was filled with spring breeze.
Kissing is the best medicine for healing.
The atmosphere is so beautiful that one cannot bear to destroy it.
Xiahou Huan'er rested for a while, thought of Wan Qinrou, and said, "Sister-in-law is back."
When Dongfang Xing heard this, the tenderness on his face was immediately replaced by a murderous look.
"However, she is crazy. She thinks that her eldest brother is you, and she also fantasizes that you two have a son." Xiahou Huan'er said, feeling a little upset and her tone was a little sour.
That woman is blatantly coveting her husband, and her mind is not broad enough to ignore her.
Dongfang Xing's fist suddenly tightened.
"Seeing her like that, I feel sorry for her, but I can't sympathize with her." It's better that she is crazy, imagining that she can stay with the person she loves.
"We'll leave here when everything outside is settled." Dongfang Xing held her hand. If it wasn't for Dongfang Lin's sake, he would have been agitated when he knew it was her who placed their son on the flower shed.
He struck her to death with his palm.
"Well, have you found the place you were looking for?" Xia Houhuan'er asked immediately.
Dongfang Xing nodded and said: "I found it. I vaguely remember that back then, I was infected with the virus and turned into a zombie, and I was buried in that place."
"He won't die. When the end comes, he will be reborn, right?" Xiahou Huan'er looked up at him.
"That's right." Dongfang Xing nodded.
"I hope I can learn that piece of music as soon as possible in the future. Only that piece of music can make him sleep." They can kill him easily, but if he dies, then Dongfang Xing will have no future and he will disappear, so
, he cannot die, we can only let him sleep first according to history, and let nature take its course when he wakes up.
Dongfang Xing held her hand tightly, his eyes became soft and firm and said: "Don't worry, just stay at home and take care of yourself. I said I won't leave you, and I won't. I will stay with you."
By your side, I look at you and I don’t regret learning to walk and call you daddy and mommy..."
Xiahou Huan'er's heart suddenly melted.
"When my sister-in-law comes back, you have to be careful. If possible, try not to meet her." That woman is not that simple.
"I'm still not happy to see you." Xiahou Huan'er said disdainfully.
"That's the best." Dongfang Xing raised his hand and tucked the hair behind her ears. That action was so tender and doting, who could not indulge in it?
