Her sparkling eyes moved around him, with an ambiguous smirk on her lips, and she asked impurely: "If I want it, will you give it to me?"
Dongfang Xing immediately reached for the tiger meat.
Xiahou Huan'er rolled her eyes, she was so dull. She stared at him and said boldly: "I don't want tiger meat, I want you."
Dongfang Xing's heart suddenly tumbled, he retracted his hand, grimaced, and fell silent.
Damn, that's too pretentious.
Full of warmth and lust, she didn't believe that he could really be indifferent.
Xiahou Huan'er crawled over from the opposite side, crawled into his arms, and placed her palms on his hard and flat chest. She touched teasingly all the way down through his clothes, and was pinched by his big palm halfway.
The Corpse King thought that she was showing her bestiality again, so he stared at her with his deep and cold eyes, and asked calmly: "Want to stir things up?"
Xiahou Huan'er laughed wildly, pushed him down on the sand with a hard push with her palm, licked her lips with her tongue, leaned down sexily, and said arrogantly like a queen: "I want to torture you." He thought she was having an animalistic attack.
, yes, she developed her bestiality, but this time it was not controlled by her bestiality genes, but came from her heart.
Dongfang Xing looked into her eyes. There was no madness or confusion in her eyes, and he knew that she had not had an attack.
He grabbed her waist with his palms and exerted force. The next moment, he turned her body over and reversed their positions. He looked down at her from above, his deep eyes seemed to be tempered, gradually becoming hot, and his voice was hoarse: "
This place is not suitable."
"What is it not suitable for?" Xia Houhuan'er blinked her beautiful eyes and asked innocently. Seeing his stunned expression, this feeling was so damn good.
Dongfang Xing was silent. This damn little goblin pretended to be innocent after teasing him. She was accusing him of overthinking, right?
Even the Corpse King dares to play with it. One day, he will teach her what it means to play with fire and burn yourself.
He obviously hated her so much that he wanted to strangle her to death on the spot, but he picked her up with low hands, carefully held her in his arms, and even pulled his robe and wrapped it around her body.
He's just a bitch.
Xiahou Huan'er grabbed his clothes, first laughed sullenly, then chuckled softly, and finally couldn't help laughing.
That smile was arrogant, wild and irresponsible.
Finally, the dark-faced Corpse King couldn't bear it any longer, bowed his head and kissed her lovingly and hatefully little mouth until her arrogant and unbridled arrogance was extinguished.
The edgeless desert is as dead and cold as the dead world.
Xiahou Huan'er curled up in his arms and fell asleep.
He half-squinted his eyes and scanned all directions with his cold eyes. In a place like this, danger is always present and he cannot relax even for a moment.
Until dawn, when the temperature gradually rose, Xiahou Huan'er was still sleeping deeply.
Dongfang Xing tied water and dry food around his waist, picked her up horizontally, and jumped and ran in the morning light, as fast as a shooting star.
Xiahou Huan'er soon woke up. While flying, she opened her sleepy eyes and looked at his charming and handsome face in the morning light, her heart trembling.
Being handsome is your capital. No matter what the situation, you can be so handsome that you will be confused. Especially his cool and powerful handsomeness, which is unique and unmatched by others. He is so domineering and handsome that even one glance at him makes him feel short-changed.
She is the unique Xia Houhuan'er, and he is the unique Dongfang Xing. They should be a perfect match.
