"If he gives up so easily, he is not Aopo." Dongfang Xing said lightly.
"Yes, you kings all have a different persistence than ordinary people, but he is much better than Long Qiao." Although his methods were despicable, he was very gentlemanly to her.
Dongfang Xing immediately lowered his head and stared at her, and said displeasedly: "Are you still thinking about him?"
"Who cares about that perverted cyborg? Don't insult my taste." This kind of person is not worth his jealousy at all.
"Then what do you think of him..." Dongfang Xing's sinister eyes shot coldly at the man outside who was busy building a house.
Xia Houhuan'er stretched out her hand and stroked her smooth chin, and said with a sneer: "He is indeed a good man. He is handsome and has a good figure. Although he is usually very cold and cruel, during these days, he has been gentle and considerate to me.
, he is very good at taking care of people, he can work in the kitchen or in the hall, he is really a rare and good man..." In a blink of an eye, I found the man next to me, his face was extremely dark, his eyes were fierce and murderous.
She pursed her lips and smiled, put her arm around his waist flatteringly, and said coquettishly, "But no matter how good he is, he is not as good as my husband. My husband is the best and best man in the world."
The man snorted coldly, but the blackness on his face finally dissipated.
"It's a pity that this is the 26th century. If it were the 21st century, I would definitely introduce him to my sisters. Although cousin Xuan'er (Xiahou Xuan'er's article, please see "The Magical Cool Husband:
"Love the Naughty Wife Alone" (favorite article) and cousin Xiyue (please read the article by Xiahou Xiyue)
"33 Days of Cuteness: Good Morning Sheep Wife" (favorite article) is already married, but there are still many girls in our family, and there must be one he likes." What a pity, as the saying goes, the good news does not flow to outsiders, so let him
To recruit your own camp, you must have the strongest alliance in the world.
The man poked her head with his fingertips and said coldly: "You are still thinking of helping him be a matchmaker."
"Why not? Being idle here is idle, it doesn't hurt to think about it." Xiahou Huan'er shrugged. How long had it been since she had relaxed as well as she did now?
"There's really nothing we can do about you, go and sit aside." Dongfang Xing put a coat on her body and ordered.
"What do you want to do?" He seemed to have something to do.
Dongfang Xing tightened the zipper on his coat and said calmly: "Build a bed."
"What?" Did she hear it correctly? Xiahou Huan'er looked at him in astonishment.
"Is it possible that you want to sleep on the sofa tonight? I don't want to wrong my son." Dongfang Xing raised his eyebrows and said.
Xiahou Huan'er immediately pouted and said in a sour tone: "You only care about your son, so you don't have to worry about his mother."
"What, are you jealous?" Dongfang Xing stretched out his hand and pinched the tip of her nose affectionately. Seeing her eating for him, he immediately felt very good. Thinking about it, he was so jealous for her during this period. It was rare to see her.
It's strange that he's unhappy because he's eating it for himself.
"Tch, I don't know who said before that it doesn't matter if you don't have children. Look at how nervous you are now. There is a new person and the old one is forgotten. The family is about to lose its status."
Xiahou Huan'er looked up at him sadly, her expression extremely pretentious.
Dongfang Xing suddenly couldn't laugh or cry. He raised her chin with his palm, looked down at her sad eyes, and couldn't help but chuckle: "Are you sure you want to be jealous of your son?"
