After dinner, Xiahou Huan'er took Dongfang Xing for a walk on the beach.
When they came back, they saw the future in their room as expected.
When Xiahou Huan'er saw her now, he wanted to strangle her to death.
She stared at her coldly: "What are you doing here?"
Future did not answer her words, but walked up to Dongfang Xing and said enthusiastically: "Uncle, I have put the bath water for you, as well as your favorite shower gel."
She put bath water for him and prepared body soap for him. What does this mean?
Xiahou Huan'er's face suddenly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.
"Uncle, you are tired, please change your shoes and go take a shower." Future took a pair of slippers from the entrance, knelt in front of him, and started to help him change his shoes.
Dongfang Xing's handsome face was tense, and he took two steps back. A cold look of disgust flashed in his eyes: "You are serving the wrong person, I don't need it."
"Why don't you need it? I want to serve you. No matter how long it takes, it has never changed."
Future was hurt by the disgust in his eyes, and a sad expression appeared on his face.
"You're out of your mind, aren't you? You like to serve others so much, don't you? Go and serve Si Chen. I see you're unhappy with being pestered by my husband."
After Xia Hou Huan'er yelled, he immediately stepped forward, grabbed her hair and dragged her out the door.
"Ah... what are you doing? Let go." Future screamed as his hair hurt, he turned around, raised his hand and hit Xiahou Huan'er on the face.
Xiahou Huan'er, who was well prepared, immediately raised her hand to block her arm, and then slapped her in the face with his backhand.
In the future, he didn't expect that she would do something to him, and he was immediately dumbfounded.
"Damn, you're such a slut, if I don't beat you, you think my husband is easy to flirt with, right? Get out." After Xia Hou Huan'er scolded her, he pushed her out of the door, then slammed the door and locked it.
, turned around and glared at Dongfang Xing angrily.
Dongfang Xing felt that he was very innocent, so he stepped forward, took her hand, and raised his eyebrows: "Are you angry?"
Xiahou Huan'er said angrily: "It would be strange if you don't get angry." He didn't know whether the future was possessed by evil spirits. He kept pestering him and it was very annoying to see him.
"Don't be angry. It will hurt your body if you are angry." Dongfang Xing said softly kissing her forehead soothingly.
"I'm worried that if this continues, I won't be able to help but kill her." Xiahou Huan'er calmed down her turbulent inner breath and said coldly.
"That's all your patience?" Dongfang Xing raised his eyebrows and looked at her.
Xiahou Huan'er looked up at him and suddenly sneered: "My patience was pretty good originally, but it got very bad when I encountered your problem."
"That's my fault, right?" Dongfang Xing snorted coldly.
"Of course, I don't blame you, who does? Damn it, zombies also imitate others and provoke peach blossoms. Isn't this the rhythm of seeking death?" Moreover, this peach blossom is also a descendant of his family, committing evil.
"You think too much." Dongfang Xing said lightly.
"As long as you are not blind, you will know that I didn't think too much." She did it so obviously that even a blind person could feel that she had ulterior motives.
"You don't have confidence in me anymore?" Dongfang Xing stretched out his hand to lift her chin, looked at her swollen cheeks, and gently poked her eyebrows with his fingers.
Xiahou Huan'er pushed his hand away and said coolly: "There are no lovers who can't break up, there are only mistresses who don't work hard. She's working so hard now, success is just around the corner."
