Wild Rose picked up the puzzle piece in disbelief. Damn it, she didn't put any of it wrong.
"Xiao Buhui, how did you do it?" This result was so scary. She turned back to look at him, only to find that he was playing with a Rubik's Cube. Most children don't know how to play, let alone a few months old.
The little kid doesn't even know how to spin, but he...
Wild Rose's eyes almost went straight.
What a child prodigy, no wonder those reporters came to him and said he was a demon baby. When she saw him showing off like this, she felt a chill running down her spine.
Children with extremely high IQ and mobility are terrifying no matter what they think.
But Dongfang Buhui ignored her and had fun by himself. He put together the Rubik's Cube, then threw it away and went to find other toys.
Life is so boring, when will he grow up?
One by one one by one
In the room, Su Qi put the food on the bedside table and then left.
Dongfang Xing was still resting with his eyes closed. Xiahou Huan'er sat beside the bed, reached out and patted his face gently, calling in a low voice: "Hubby, it's time to eat."
She didn't let her shout for long before Dongfang Xing opened his eyes. The color of his eyes was unstable, flickering between red and black.
Xiahou Huan'er knew that he had no signs of recovery yet, so she picked up the pillow and put it on the bedside, helped him up and leaned on the pillow.
She picked up the rice bowl, put some vegetables in it, and said a little embarrassedly: "I always wanted to cook it for you, but something unexpected happened, so I asked Su Qi to do it. When you get better, I'll do it."
The chef will cook for you again."
"Okay." Dongfang Xing squinted his eyes, his eyes always staying on her body.
"Aren't you afraid that my cooking will be unpalatable?" Xiahou Huan'er asked suavely. She knew what level she was at.
"I'm not afraid." He was telling the truth. Could it be worse than the first time he ate the food she cooked in the twenty-sixth century?
Xiahou Huan'er also remembered the stupid things he had done. At that time, he was very proud, thinking that what he had cooked was delicious. As a result, even he could not swallow it, but he ate it without changing his expression, no matter what time it was.
, thinking about it again, she still felt very touched.
Xiahou Huan'er chuckled, fed him a mouthful of rice, and then took a mouthful himself. They both ate a bowl of rice, but they felt very happy.
After eating, Xiahou Huan'er massaged his hands and feet.
"What happened to them in the end?" Dongfang Xing was still worried about what happened in his previous life.
"They have transported him to the mountain and buried him as planned." His past life has followed its trajectory.
Occasionally, she would think of what he had done to her, and she felt a little sad. She should sleep hard. One day, he and her would meet in their previous life.
Because they were already destined to be together.
"Yeah." Finally the matter was settled, Dongfang Xing's brows slowly relaxed.
Xiahou Huan'er was also very happy: "Now that the most dangerous person is asleep, does it mean that the Dongfang family's disaster is over?"
Dongfang Xing shook his head and said: "I think this matter is not that simple. Xing Ran still has something to hide from us. I always feel that he hesitates to speak."
"You put it that way, I also feel that he seems to be hiding something from us. He finally told me that the destruction of the Dongfang family has nothing to do with us. The murderer is not you. Since the murderer is not you, who could it be?" This is what she has always thought about.
