"If you hadn't locked ****** in the safe, wouldn't I have had to shamelessly ask that brat to learn how to open the lock?" But he refused to teach her, and even asked the robot to throw her out.
Dongfang Xing's face suddenly darkened, and he stared at her conspiratorially: "You are still planning on ******? It seems you have to destroy it before you give up, right?"
Xiahou Huan'er immediately shouted in horror: "Don't destroy it. That treasure mirror is very valuable."
Dongfang Xing snorted coldly, and had already made up his mind to destroy it immediately after returning. Anyway, he had no interest in it at all.
Leaving it there would be a disaster.
"Honey, don't destroy it, it's really valuable for research." Xiahou Huan'er followed behind him, holding her little fist and beating his back flatteringly.
He said coldly: "No need to discuss."
"Don't be like this. At most, you can let me finish reading it before destroying it, okay? Husband..." Xia Houhuan'er's last voice was drawn out in a coquettish way.
Mr. Xing is determined this time, even if she acts coquettishly to please him, it will be useless.
He grabbed her hand, pulled her to the dining table and in front of a stew pot, and ordered in an irresistible tone: "Drink it up."
"What the hell?" A bad smell wafted out from inside. She frowned, turned her head in disgust and said, "I don't want it."
"This is the blood-tonifying soup I stewed for you. You must drink it." Dongfang Xing frowned and spoke forcefully.
"Eh, it smells bad." She shook her head in disgust.
"You have to drink it even if it smells bad. Hurry up. The temperature is just right now. If it gets cold, the effect will be reduced." Dongfang Xing put the soup in a bowl and pushed it in front of her.
Xia Houhuan'er fiddled with the small spoon a few times and said eagerly: "It's dark and smells bad. Are you sure this stuff is drinkable and won't kill people?"
"I can guarantee that it won't drink to death, but if you don't drink it, I guarantee that you will die in a rhythmic manner." Dongfang Xing tightened his sinister handsome face and began to twist his knuckles.
He pretended that it didn't matter if she didn't drink, he had plenty of ways to make her drink.
Xiahou Huan'er swallowed a mouthful of saliva and cursed angrily: "You are the overlord."
"It's good to know. Do you want to drink it or not?" He stared at her with a cold gaze.
"Do I have any other choice?" She didn't want to be tricked by him, that would be so embarrassing.
Xiahou Huan'er gave in angrily, held up the bowl, held her breath, raised her head, and drank up the bowl of soup, a faint fishy smell lingering in her mouth.
The materials inside must be abundant.
She drank it all in one gulp, and Dongfang Xing brought a glass of warm water to her lips with satisfaction. She immediately took a sip and rinsed her mouth.
She took a breath and immediately felt warm inside her body, and her blood flow accelerated.
She asked a little worriedly: "If you give me such a tonic soup, will I get a nosebleed?"
Dongfang Xing reached out and touched the top of her head, and said calmly: "Don't worry, I'm giving you the medicine according to your constitution. You'll definitely be fine."
"That's good." She was still worried that she would be exhausted.
Dongfang Xing brought the food to the table. Xiahou Huan'er glanced at it and found that every dish was seafood, and there were quite a lot of varieties. Could it be that he went to the sea to catch it?
He said calmly: "There are no other ingredients on the ship, so we have to eat from the sea."
