Su Qi raised her eyebrows, and finally relaxed her frown as she wished.
The smile on Wild Rose's face is more charming, more charming, more charming, and more charming.
Su Qi quickly looked forward, constantly hinting that he should concentrate on driving. It was really terrible. Being looked at by her evil face made him almost unable to control himself.
Wild Rose no longer teased him, and peacefully hugged his waist, staying in his arms, enjoying this rapid warmth.
One by one one by one
The morning light first appeared, and as the sky in the east turned fish-belly white, wisps of warm sunlight ran into the house through the slits in the curtains, driving away the darkness.
Perhaps because he was too tired yesterday, Xiahou Huaner slept until dawn.
When she opened her eyes, Dongfang Xing held her hand and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her with pursed lips.
Xiahou Huan'er looked at him and smiled lightly: "When did you come back?"
Dongfang Xing stretched out his hand to gently tuck the hair around her cheek behind her ear, and said in a deep voice with a hint of hoarseness: "Last night."
Xiahou Huan'er hugged the quilt and lazily leaned into his arms. She half-squinted her smiling eyes and asked, "What good things did you do last night?"
Dongfang Xing hugged her, kissed her forehead gently, and said concisely: "Revenge for you."
Xiahou Huan'er was stunned, looked up at him, and asked in surprise: "Are you looking for trouble with Long Qiao?"
Dongfang Xing pursed his lips, and his tone was as indifferent as if he was talking about today's weather: "I'll kill him."
"What? Did you kill him?" Xiahou Huan'er exclaimed, never expecting it to be like this.
Seeing her reaction, Dongfang Xing raised his eyebrows and looked at her coldly: "Do you care about him?"
"Uh..." Xia Houhuan'er almost choked at his sour tone. She raised her hand and lightly beat his chest, and shouted angrily, "Your sister, I care about him..."
"What did you say?" Before she could finish her words, Master Xing's arm around her waist suddenly tightened, and his deep and cold eyes quickly turned to fire, glaring at her fiercely, as if she had said
What heinous words.
"Hey, you bastard, wait until I finish speaking before you get angry, okay?" Xiahou Huan'er glared at him hard.
"Okay, tell me." Mr. Xing stared at her eagerly. If you dare to say you care about other men in front of him, you must be prepared to endure his jealousy.
Xiahou Huan'er playfully made a face at him, whetting his appetite, and then said with a sneer: "I care if his death is not miserable enough."
He tortured her so miserably, how could he deserve her if he didn't die more miserably?
Hearing her say this, Master Xing's overwhelming anger subsided.
He rubbed her waist with his palms and said domineeringly: "He has disappeared from the earth. You are not allowed to mention him again in the future."
Xiahou Huan'er squinted at his handsome face full of jealousy, couldn't help but cover her mouth and snicker, teasing: "You don't even let a dead person be jealous? Are you in love with jealousy?"
"You little thing, are you making fun of me? You want to rebel, right?" Mr. Xing's handsome face was calm, his cold eyes narrowed dangerously, and he stared at her fiercely.
"Haha... yes, I just want to rebel..."
After Xiahou Huan'er finished speaking proudly, she immediately hugged his waist and pushed him to the back where he was hanging in the air.
Mr. Xing, who was sitting next to the bed, was pushed hard by her. He quickly stretched out his long legs and propped them on the ground. He glared at her angrily: "You want to kick me out of bed?"
