"Okay, stop playing. Don't stare at people with such fierce eyes, they will be scared." Xiahou Huan'er showed a scared look like a little girl, and turned to Wan Qinrou, who also wanted to squeeze her to death, with a special smile.
Sweet, "Sister-in-law, how can I help you?"
Wan Qinrou looked deeply at Dongfang Xing, her eyes full of affection and unwillingness, which was moving.
She said calmly: "There is a red button on your back. Press it hard."
"How come there are buttons on the body of the future?" Xia Houhuan'er was a little stunned. She stretched out her hand to remove the rope from her back. Just as she was about to pull off her clothes, her fingers fell on the hem of her clothes. She turned around and said very stingily
He said, "Handsome guy Si Chen, please turn my husband's face to the back. You can look at it as you like."
This damn woman is really...
Si Chen could hardly help but laugh out loud, but needless to say, she didn't want her beautiful back to be looked at by other men in the future.
Wan Qinrou said coldly and arrogantly: "I installed it."
Xiahou Huan'er was stunned for a moment, then pulled the clothes off her back, and sure enough, she found that a red button was faintly visible in the center of her back.
She said in surprise: "Sister-in-law, have you modified your future body?"
Wan Qinrou snorted and said, "This is the only meaning of her life."
This time, before Xia Hou Huan'er could say anything, Si Chen couldn't bear it anymore and said angrily: "You perverted woman, what do you think the future is?"
"Her life was given by me. I treat her as she is, and I can let her die at any time." Wan Qinrou suddenly let out a harsh laugh.
"Sin." Xiahou Huan'er didn't want to listen to her nonsense anymore, so she stretched out her hand and pressed the red button on her back hard.
The red button immediately turned into a dazzling light and dissipated in the air, and her laughter stopped abruptly, and her body fell weakly on the bed.
"Future." Si Chen shouted, let go of Dongfang Xing, rushed over, picked up Laiku, closed his eyes tightly, and shouted anxiously with a pale face, "Future, wake up."
Xiahou Huan'er ignored them and immediately ran to Dongfang Xing, supported him, and asked worriedly: "Husband, how are you?"
Dongfang Xing's complexion had almost recovered. Without saying a word, he held her arm in his palm and stared at her casually bandaged wounds with his deep eyes, as if tempered.
After suppressing it for a long time, he finally couldn't help but burst into shocking anger: "Who allowed you to do this?"
Hey, I'm very energetic, it seems nothing serious is wrong.
Xia Hou Huan'er was not afraid of his anger, she immediately threw herself into his arms, hugged his waist, rubbed him affectionately, and smiled coquettishly: "Husband, husband, it's great that you're okay, it almost scared me.
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Dongfang Xing didn't want to let her go just like that, so he grabbed her by the collar with one hand and pulled her away. His sinister handsome face was terrifyingly gloomy.
"Honey, you have to be gentle, my head is still dizzy..." Oh, you won't let her hug you, right? Xia Houhuan'er raised a pitiful face, and her black gem-like eyes were full of grievance.
The water mist, that look, that expression, no one could help but soften after seeing it, let alone Mr. Xing, who loved her. No, the iron-clad man suddenly turned into tenderness around his fingers.
"Who told you to do this?" There was a fierce reproach on his lips, but his hands couldn't be more gentle and held her in his arms, looking at her still pale face with reluctance.
