Xiahou Huan'er looked at them with sincere and firm eyes, nodded politely and said, "Believe me, it will happen."
"Okay, I believe you." Weiwei nodded trustingly.
"Weiwei is so good. From now on, he and Keke must love each other and not bully girls." They are such a lovely pair of golden boys and girls. The more they watch, the more they fall in love with them.
Weiwei immediately took Coco's hand and said arrogantly: "I am a man. I will not bully a girl, I will only protect her."
Coco's pink face suddenly turned red as he held her little hand, and she lowered her head shyly.
"Weiwei, it's time for us to leave." At this time, Weiwei's eldest brother Dixia came over and said goodbye to Xiahou Huan'er.
"You guys walk slowly and be careful on the road." Xiahou Huan'er stood up and nodded to him.
Weiwei and Keke took three steps and turned back. Xiahou Huan'er waved to them sadly.
If all races in this world could live in peace, what a beautiful society it would be.
The crowd was dispersed, and the lively square suddenly became quiet.
Dongfang Xing was listening to the spy's report, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and the cold aura emanating from him became more and more frightening.
Xiahou Huan'er focused on the two people who were still fighting with the Persian cat.
The Persian cat's fighting power has been stimulated to the extreme. Wild Rose and Su Qi join forces, and the two of them are gradually at a disadvantage.
A trace of bloodthirsty murderous intent flashed through Xia Hou Huan'er's cat eyes, which were as bright as black gems. He turned his palm over and found a fine vaporized pistol in his palm.
The black metal muzzle was raised and aimed at the Persian cat.
Just when she was taking aim and preparing to shoot, a shadowy figure suddenly rushed towards her and begged loudly: "Leave someone under the gun, don't kill her."
Xiahou Huan'er quickly dodged away, looked back, and couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, saying teasingly: "Hey, it's you, fly."
It seems that his love is to save the beauty, but this beauty is a time bomb.
Souei rushed over in a hurry. He didn't even have enough breath. He rolled his eyes and said, "How many times have I told you, my name is Souei, not a fly."
Obviously the pronunciation of these two words is so different, she did it on purpose.
Xiahou Huan'er smiled mischievously: "I just like to call you a fly. You don't have to correct me. You look old and haggard. What have you been doing lately?"
Xiahou Huan'er looked at him. They hadn't seen each other for only a few months. Why did she feel that he seemed ten years older?
"Hey, it's hard to explain, Xia Liu, are we still friends?" Cang Ying looked at her affectionately.
Xia Liu?!
Xiahou Huan'er, who was still smiling and moaning at first, suddenly sank when she heard what he said and stared at him fiercely: "What did you call me?"
"Uh..." Cang Ying was glared at by her sharp eyes, and he felt an inexplicable chill penetrate into his bones. He quickly changed his words and said flatteringly, "Haha... you are now the wife of the Corpse King.
I hope I call you Mrs. Dongfang, or Huan'er."
Xia Hou Huan'er's expression softened: "Humph, you know what I mean, you can call me Huan'er." The word Xia Liu represents the hatred in her heart.
Seeing that she was willing to let him call her name, and knowing that she still regarded him as a friend, Sogying felt happy and said quickly: "Huan'er, for the sake of the fact that we have lived and died together, don't kill Persia."
