"Don't you know best whether I am a man or not?" Dongfang Xing's palm fell on her buttocks, rubbing it, with an evil light shining in his deep eyes.
Xiahou Huan'er's pretty face suddenly turned red, and she quickly slapped his palm away and scolded: "You are crazy, there are many people watching on the street now."
"You also know that you can't mess around in crowded places?"
Dongfang Xing pretended to be surprised and looked at her. Who it was back then, regardless of place or time, teased him as much as he liked and drove him crazy.
"Damn man, we're here to do some serious business. You want to settle an old score, right?"
Xiahou Huan'er gritted her teeth and glared at him. If she really counted, she could definitely be more shameless and less moral than him.
"Old accounts must be settled behind closed doors." He was not interested in performing in front of so many people.
"Then what happens next..." Xiahou Huan'er stared at him.
"Looking for the island owner." Dongfang Xing put his arm around her waist and immediately walked towards the iconic building.
"Are you sure the island owner is here?" On that majestic building, the flag of Liuli Island was hung. Although this place is within the scope of the imperial capital, it can be seen that it is independent economically and politically.
"He must be there."
It was something uncertain at first, but when he said it, people had to believe that the island owner was inside at the moment.
Xiahou Huan'er sneered and mocked sarcastically: "Tsk, you said you were here as soon as you said you were here. You think you are a Daluo god and you can calculate it with just a few fingers."
"If you don't believe your husband, why don't you take a gamble?" Dongfang Xing said calmly.
"Who is afraid of whom? What are you betting on?" Xiahou Huan'er said arrogantly.
Dongfang Xing stared at her with a strange expression on his face: "The losing party will obey the other party's orders unconditionally and will execute it tomorrow."
"Your expression tells me that you have a conspiracy." Xiahou Huan'er stared at him cautiously.
Dongfang Xing spread his hands: "This is a fair and just bet. If you don't dare, just say so directly. My husband will not force you."
Xiahou Huan'er stared at him: "You want to provoke me?"
"Can you bear it?" He shrugged.
"Okay, I'll accept it. If the island owner is not here, see how I torture you to death tomorrow." Xiahou Huan'er grinned with a ferocious sneer.
"Let's go." The expression on Dongfang Xing's face was neither salty nor lukewarm. He pulled her to the building covered with colored glaze, but was stopped by the beautiful front desk lady in the lobby.
"How can I help you two?" The lady at the front desk is pretty, gentle, and very polite.
Xiahou Huan'er immediately put on a sad expression on her pretty face, pinched her throat, and said in Chuan'er's words: "Miss, I am the cousin of your island owner's aunt's brother's daughter. I have something very important to talk to your island owner about.
, it’s really important. It’s urgent and people are going to collapse. Is he inside?”
The lady at the front desk was confused after hearing the sound, and frowned: "Miss, can you explain it more simply?"
What kind of head does it come from? Does it come from a vase? I can’t understand this?
Xiahou Huan'er rolled her eyes, cleared her throat and said: "Okay, all you need to know is that I am your island owner's cousin. If you have anything important to do, just go to him. Tell me, he is here
where?"
The front desk lady looked at her with suspicion: "Who are you, the island owner's foreign relative?"
"Didn't I just say that? I am the cousin of your island owner's aunt's brother's daughter. In short, I am his cousin. Can you tell me now?"
