Her eyes suddenly widened, Dongfang Xing wanted to feed the child blood.
How is this possible?
She watched with astonishment as Dongfang Xing brought the cup of blood to the child's mouth and was about to feed him a drink. She couldn't hold it in any longer and quickly jumped out of the darkness and said loudly: "Dongfang Xing, stop, don't you?"
You can feed my son blood." Then he picked up a stool from the ground and threw it hard.
There was a sharp snap, the cup was smashed, and bright red blood spilled all over the ground. The strong smell of blood spread in the wind.
Dongfang Buhui cried even harder.
Dongfang Xing looked at the blood spilled on the ground, his blood-red eyes narrowed, and his murderous gaze shot towards Xiahou Huan'er like a sharp sword.
Xiahou Huan'er was so nervous that she was sweating. She swallowed a mouthful of saliva and bravely said: "If you have any humanity at all, just listen to me. The child is innocent. He cannot live on blood. He is hungry.
If he needs a mommy, I am his mommy. If you give him to me, I can feed him."
Dongfang Xing's sharp eyes stared at her, and he didn't make a sound or speak for a while.
Great, he didn't attack her right away, it seems he still has some humanity left in him, maybe the child awakened him.
Xia Houhuan'er quickly made a gesture of holding the baby to feed the baby, and said eagerly: "The baby is hungry, he wants to drink milk, you give the baby to me, I am his mommy, give it to me." She cautiously said to her.
He stretched out his hands.
Dongfang Buhui cried so much that his face was wet with tears. When he saw Xia Hou Huan'er, he stretched out his little hand to her. The pitiful look on his face made people sad.
The man's brows were so furrowed that he could pinch a fly, as if he wanted to give but didn't want to give.
"The baby is really hungry. If you don't feed him milk, he will starve to death. Dongfang Xing, he is your son, your future son. You will not be so cruel. Let him starve to death. Give it to me.
Come on, let me feed him." Xiahou Huan'er persuaded in a very gentle voice. It seemed that only this child could move his heart.
As if there was a telepathic connection, the baby cried harder. That loud voice left no doubt about how powerful his lung capacity was.
Xiahou Huan'er couldn't help but admire him in his heart. He was indeed their son. His little ability should not be underestimated.
Finally, Dongfang Xing couldn't help it anymore. He held the child in his arms, stepped forward, and handed the child to her with some reluctance.
My child, you are finally back with your mother.
Xia Houhuan'er quickly hugged the child. The child was quite well-behaved. As soon as he got into her hands, he stopped crying and rubbed his little head in her arms. It seemed that his hunger was not fake.
Xia Houhuan'er saw Dongfang Xing's flaming red eyes staring straight at her. How could she have the nerve to take off her clothes when he was staring at her like this?
She swallowed nervously and said, "Well, can you turn around?"
Dongfang Xing stood there like a tree, as if he didn't hear her words.
Xiahou Huan'er couldn't help but frown and cursed, maybe this guy didn't understand what she was talking about.
So, she made a turning movement to signal him to turn around.
But after waiting for a while, he not only did not turn around, his face became gloomy, and he looked increasingly impatient.
It seemed that it was impossible for him to listen to her words and turned around.
Well, mountains and rivers can't change.
If he doesn't change it, she can change it, right?
