"Thank you." Aopo said lightly and took the wild fruit. She had washed it and it was very clean. He took a bite and could still clearly smell her scent remaining on it.
Xiahou Huan'er was in a good mood when she saw him eating. When she returned to Dongfang Xing, she saw him grilling shrimp and peeling a wooden stick. She asked in surprise: "Hubby, what are you doing with this?"
Dongfang Xing raised his eyebrows and said, "This is for Marshal Ao."
His leg was broken, and even if his recovery ability was strong, he wouldn't be able to get better in an instant. Of course, he couldn't carry him, and he couldn't let him carry him.
I can only make him a wooden stick.
"You are so thoughtful." He actually thought about this.
Dongfang Xing raised his eyebrows lightly and remained silent.
Soon, a simple wooden stick was ready, simple but very practical.
Her man really knew how to do everything. Xiahou Huan'er looked at him in fascination.
Dongfang Xing raised his hand and threw the wooden stick towards Ao Po.
He actually threw it, and Xiahou Huan'er stared in shock. When Ao Po caught the stick firmly, she let out a sigh of relief.
His body was very weak. She was really worried just now that he would not be able to catch it. If the wooden stick hit him, it would still be very painful.
Ao Po grabbed the wooden stick and nodded gratefully to him.
This is the way men get along with each other. You don’t need to put words on your lips, just a look or a nod can express it.
The shrimps were grilled quickly, and the delicious flavor immediately filled the entire cave, making people's fingers lick their fingers.
Xiahou Huan'er was already salivating. She picked it up and couldn't wait to stuff it into her mouth. Dongfang Xing quickly held her arm and reminded: "Slow down, it's very hot."
Xiahou Huan'er laughed dryly: "I forgot."
Their identities, one is a human and the other is a zombie, seem so harmonious and right together. There is no need to show off deliberately, every movement and behavior is revealed so naturally.
Ao Po looked at them expressionlessly, but his heart was filled with mixed emotions.
In his childhood education, the concepts of class and race were very important, even more important than his life.
After eating breakfast, Ao Po and Dongfang Xing were looking for a way out in the forest with their wooden sticks. On one side of the forest was the endless sea, and on the other side...
They stood in front of the piece of soil that was obviously newly fallen, their expressions turned petrified.
There should be a way out here, but it is blocked by mud and boulders that fell from the mountain.
The corners of Xiahou Huan'er's mouth couldn't help but twitch: "What should we do now?"
Ao Po frowned and said: "If my legs are fine, I can work together with the Corpse King to blow away the dirt blocking the road. |
"Well, why don't I give it a try..." Xiahou Huan'er said, immediately gearing up and eager to give it a try.
Dongfang Xing immediately grabbed her fist, and his tone was so cold and majestic: "Don't even think about it."
Xiahou Huan'er bit her lip and said sadly: "I haven't been able to use it for a long time. Anyway, when the time comes, I can go out and rest for a while and everything will be fine. You don't want everyone to be stuck here with nothing to do, right?"
"I said no, I just couldn't, go back to the cave." Dongfang Xing immediately took his hand and walked back.
"Why not?" Xiahou Huan'er stood still and refused to leave.
As long as she used the light of destruction, not to mention that it was just soil, even the cannon could be destroyed invisible. Why didn't he let her use it?
