There was a touch of charm in the corners of her eyes, but there was also a touch of arrogance, shining so brightly that it almost blinded someone.
"You won't change even if you have a thousand ships, and you even say that you don't like me anymore. Who would believe it?"
This girl, give her a little sunshine, and she will definitely be so brilliant that you can't even open your eyes.
Under the soft light, the elegant and delicate face is full of charm, the fair and rosy skin, and the looming spring light create a strong visual shock. In the pure charm, she looks like a seducing enchantress.
Who can resist this temptation?
Dongfang Xing suddenly felt that his mouth was dry and his body was tense uncontrollably. He looked away and put his palms on her waist, his voice still cold: "Come down."
Xiahou Huan'er hugged her tighter and acted like a proud gangster: "In order to repay your kindness, I threw myself into my arms and promised you my life. You still dislike it. Don't be pretentious. I know your feelings."
It’s very sexy inside.”
"What do you want?" The palms hanging by his side were clenched into fists, the stern body was tense, and the black red eyes were quenching, faintly dancing.
The Zombie King, who commanded hundreds of thousands of zombies, was completely powerless against a little girl.
"I want you to stop being so cool and talk to me more." Xia Houhuan'er turned his head and saw the dangerously jumping flames in his eyes. She took a breath and thought, damn, even her eyes moved.
So sexy, if he wasn't a zombie, she could hardly control her desire to knock him down.
"Boring." It seemed like an inadvertent temptation, but it had a fatal effect on him, and he looked away again.
"It's boring if you don't say anything all day long. Dongfang Xing, you said that that night, you bit me on the shoulder, and your blood seeped into it, didn't it?" The teasing is teasing, and the questions in my heart still need to be solved.
Dongfang Xing hummed in a nasal voice.
"So, the zombies outside see me and stay away from me, is it because I have your blood in my body?" Just a drop of blood is so powerful, how powerful is he?
Xiahou Huan'er's curiosity aroused.
Dongfang Xing hummed coldly again.
"Then will I turn into a zombie?" This is the key point.
His deep and cold eyes stared at her nervous little face, and he slightly raised the corners of his lips: "No."
Xiahou Huan'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued to ask the question in her heart: "Do you still remember what happened five hundred years ago?"
Dongfang Xing's eyes suddenly dimmed, his face tensed, and a touch of sadness spread from his heart.
Her breath stopped, and her heart throbbed slightly.
He didn't say it, but she could feel his sadness and pain.
She seemed to have touched a sore spot in him by mentioning a topic that he shouldn't have mentioned.
She reached out and stroked his cold, tight handsome face, and apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it."
Dongfang Xing clenched and unclenched his fists, unclenched and clenched them again, narrowed his deep eyes and remained silent.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." At this moment, besides apologizing, she no longer knew how to comfort him.
He was once the greatest spiritual leader of the human army, but now the past is hard to look back on.
How can she make up for the torture and pain he has suffered in the past five hundred years with just a word of apology from her?
A rough palm suddenly held her chin, and cold lips pressed hard against hers, sealing her guilty apology. A dull hum came from her throat, and the emotions in her body surged.
