He squinted his sharp eyes and stared at her coldly. The moment he turned around, he happened to see her graceful and white snowy back, and his eyes condensed uncontrollably.
Dongfang Xing's shirt was wearing on her body, exuding a fatal attraction.
His eyes were glued to her body unscrupulously, gradually becoming hot.
Xiahou Huan'er quickly calmed down. Now that everything has happened, what else can she do?
Goug out his eyes?
She couldn't, so she could only pretend to be nonchalant and hang the wet clothes on the rack she had just set up to dry.
He knew that she had always been very courageous, but she was still calm and composed when something like this happened. He was a little surprised. It would have been strange if it had been another woman who hadn't screamed earlier.
He struggled to get up, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his left foot.
Xiahou Huan'er said coolly: "You have a broken leg. If you don't want to destroy it, you'd better lie down and don't move around."
A look of annoyance flashed across Ao Po's face. Although he was very reluctant, he still lay down.
He looked at her with a somewhat complicated look in his eyes, and his hoarse voice sounded like a dying old man: "Why save me?"
Xiahou Huan'er immediately squinted her eyes, looked at him lustfully, and said half-seriously: "Because you are a handsome guy, and I like handsome guys the most."
"I'm asking you, not because I want to hear nonsense." Ao Po snorted coldly.
Xiahou Huan'er smiled happily: "I don't have any merits. I just like to talk nonsense. I hope you don't mind."
Ao Po was a little angry: "I'm very concerned about it."
"Then there's nothing I can do. You're not mine. It's hard for me to convince myself to give up this good habit for you. At least my husband likes to listen to my nonsense."
Happily, he stretched out his hand and stroked Dongfang Xing's unconscious cheek. His face was full of strange expressions, which made people look jealous.
For Ao Po, who had always been strict and self-disciplined, this was an extremely disturbing sight. With a livid face, he turned around and looked out of sight.
Xiahou Huan'er shrugged nonchalantly and continued to bake his clothes in a good mood.
Suddenly, a suspicious gurgling sound sounded in the air.
Xiahou Huan'er's lips curled up slightly, her narrow gaze fell on Ao Po's back, and she asked kindly: "Are you hungry?"
Asking knowingly.
A proud man, even if he is in trouble, never shows weakness.
He pursed his lips and remained silent.
When the grunting sound continued, Xiahou Huan'er's brows raised higher and higher. Life was just about eating, drinking, and defecating. Let's see how long he could endure it.
However, she obviously underestimated someone's ability. Even though he was hungry, he still refused to ask for help.
On the contrary, she was also hungry.
She didn't know how long she had been unconscious in this place. It was normal for her to be hungry. She glanced at the dark sky outside the cave and it looked like it was going to stop raining. It was really annoying.
She glanced at Ao Po's back and then at Dongfang Xing, who was still recovering from a coma, feeling very worried.
If she walked away, it would be too easy for Ao Po to kill Dongfang Xing. How could she rest assured?
She bit her fingernails and had a headache.
It was very quiet in the cave, except for the crackling sound of burning firewood.
Xiahou Huan'er pondered for a while, stood up, walked to the entrance of the cave, and pulled down the grass and vines wrapped around the entrance of the cave.
