Xiahou Huan'er touched her nose, rolled her eyes, walked to the willow tree, and cut off a willow branch.
Using willow branches as swords, she dances gracefully by the river. She has practiced martial arts since she was a child. When she was in school, she was the lead dancer of the school dance troupe. She combines strength and softness with graceful dance postures.
Even without gorgeous dance clothes, you can still dance with boundless charm and beauty.
The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it’s almost dusk.
The willow leaves are fluttering, the river is surging, and the beauties are dancing, shaking the heart.
Dongfang Xing looked intently at Xiahou Huan'er dancing by the river. The girl in front of him seemed to have transformed into a enchanting enchantress, seducing and charming him.
After the song was finished, Xiahou Huan'er, who was standing by the river, suddenly lost her feet and fell weakly into the river.
"Huan'er." The hoarse low call sounded, and her body had already fallen into Dongfang Xing's arms. Before her rapid breathing calmed down, the words of reproach came to her head, "Nonsense." The palm of his hand fell on her.
on the back, gently caressing the air.
"Haha..." Xiahou Huan'er curled her lips and smiled evilly, "In ancient times, Yu Ji danced a sword for Xiang Yu and made a life-and-death covenant. Today, I, Huan'er, dance with willow branches to make a handsome man smile. Seeing that I am so sick, I can still be colorful.
For the sake of dancing for you, just show me a smile."
Dongfang Xing stared at her paler face and cursed angrily: "You deserve it."
"What, you say I deserve it?" Who is she working hard and busy for? He is too inhumane.
Dongfang Xing stared at her with cold eyes: "If you are weak and still show off your strength, you deserve what you deserve."
"I'm not just trying to make you laugh. You're a beast. You have no humanity, no heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys..." At the end of the sentence, she hooked her lips with her fingers and made a funny face at him. Seeing him, she was still confused.
There was no response, so she buried her face in his arms in frustration, and beat her chest angrily with her little fists. She was so busy that she was in vain.
Looking at her trembling head, the corners of Mr. Xing's lips raised upwards, evoking a crooked smile. Even though it was just a faint smile, it made the sunset eclipse and the river silent. Unfortunately, she was buried in Mr. Xing's arms and was making trouble.
Xiao Nizi did not raise her head, otherwise, she would know that her efforts were not in vain.
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Xiahou Huan'er has a strong recovery ability and is not a weak woman. After two days of recuperation at the home of the leader of the wolf tribe, her body has almost recovered.
When Dongfang Xing saw that she was in good health, he immediately took her to say goodbye and left.
When she saw the huge, black, powerful, domineering and majestic chariot parked outside the village, she was a little dumbfounded.
A very flamboyant, cold and domineering chariot, it really looks like its master.
She swallowed a sip of saliva and asked with shining eyes: "Dongfang Xing, your car is so cool, what's its name?"
Dongfang Xing opened the car door and pushed her in. He sat next to her and said lightly: "Shenqi."
"It's so cool." It turns out that the car is suitable for everyone.
The interior of the carriage is very spacious. If you are as tall as Dongfang Xing, you will not feel oppressive or cramped when you sit in.
The driver is a young and handsome zombie. His name is Su Qi. He was drawn from the elite army and has strong attack capabilities. His responsibility is not only the driver, but also the bodyguard.
Xiahou Huan'er stroked the soft leather seat and said awkwardly: "Only now do I feel that you have a little bit of a leader's style."
