Xia Houhuan'er reached out and brushed the hair on her forehead, sighed lowly, and pretended to be annoyed: "It's not my fault that I am beautiful. If he keeps pestering me like this, I will be very upset."
Wan Bupo stared at her expression that was so fake that even a child wouldn't believe it, his eyes almost popped out of the window.
Master Xing's face suddenly turned livid, and his deep and cold eyes stared at her sinisterly: "Are you very proud?"
"Ah..." Why did his face suddenly become so ugly? Did she say something wrong? She laughed dryly and said innocently, "Am I very proud? No, it's not obvious. You said, I am not very proud.
right?"
Wanbupo coughed lightly and said calmly: "My lady is unpredictable, I don't dare to make random guesses. I still have something to do, please leave."
After saying that, he retreated without waiting for their approval and knew how to protect his own safety.
"Damn, this one is so cunning." He lit a fire and ran away.
Dongfang Xing said coolly: "How can he be the chief of staff of the zombie camp if he is not cunning?"
Judging from his tone, it seemed that he was still concerned about her and Long Qiao's affairs.
Xiahou Huan'er immediately pushed her limp body into his arms, yawned, narrowed her lazy eyes, and exhaled like a blue: "Hubby, I'm a little sleepy."
"Go back to the tent and sleep." Dongfang Xing put his palm on her waist and pushed her away.
"No, I want to sleep on your body." Xia Hou Huan'er immediately leaned on his body again, as soft as a marshmallow, making people want to squeeze and knead it.
Dongfang Xing's deep eyes deepened instantly, he rubbed her delicate body with his palms, lowered his head, and breathed ambiguously into her ear: "Are you sure you want to sleep on me? It's been a long night, and I'm worried about having nothing to do.
, just come and have some fun with me."
Xiahou Huan'er suddenly shuddered and glared: "You're such a pervert, you're not serious again."
"Who said I'm not serious?" Dongfang Xing narrowed his eyes, placed his palms on her chest and abdomen, and said matter-of-factly, "I am working hard for the next generation."
Xiahou Huan'er blinked: "You really want a baby?"
"You're not asking nonsense?" Could it be that he didn't work hard enough?
"Ahem..." Xia Houhuan'er coughed awkwardly, "Maybe I'm still too young, and God was worried that I couldn't take care of the child, so he didn't let me get pregnant."
Mr. Xing narrowed his eyes and said unhappily: "My child is none of God's business?" Then he looked solemn and confused, "I work so hard, why don't I have half a tadpole? Is it the wrong way to do it?"
"Ahem..." Xia Houhuan'er almost choked to death at his words. She couldn't laugh or cry, "Master Xing, I heard that you have used every posture."
She never knew there were so many ways to do that. I heard that a certain corpse king was a self-taught master, but it just made her feel comfortable.
Mr. Xing's face became more solemn, and he felt deeply that he must not have done well enough, so he seemed to have to continue to think about it.
Xiahou Huan'er was stared at by his somewhat ferocious eyes and suddenly felt a chill running down her spine.
She quickly comforted her and said, "Mr.
Dongfang Xing snorted coldly: "I'm anxious."
Perhaps because he had been alone for too long, his demands were getting more and more. He wanted everything that had anything to do with her.
