If you have the courage to light a fire, you must have the consciousness to burn yourself. Calmness and stability have long been thrown out of the sky. At this moment, there is only one strong thought: do something with her.
Xiahou Huan'er's mind immediately turned over and over again, with thousands of thoughts flashing through her mind, and finally...
"Ah...my head...is so dizzy..." She yelled weakly, her struggling body softened, and she fell on the leather chair, motionless.
Faint?
The Corpse King, who was getting excited from the tossing, stared at Xiao Nizi in astonishment, who was dizzy at every turn. This was too exaggerated and too torturous.
He stretched out a finger and poked her philtrum, his voice was unusually hoarse and sexy: "Huan'er, Huan'er..."
There was no movement, not even an eyelash fluttering.
Could it be that he was just recovering from a serious illness and couldn't bear the stimulation? So he fainted?
Thinking of the punishment he suffered a while ago, Dongfang Xing gradually became worried in his heart. He didn't want anything to happen to her again.
He picked up the clothes scattered in the carriage, put them on her gently, and held her in his arms, as if caring for a baby.
He rolled down the window and made a gesture to Su Qi, who was standing a few hundred meters away.
Su Qi immediately hurried over, got in the car, and drove.
The god drove on the flat road, driving forward quickly and steadily.
Xiahou Huan'er, who felt that the danger had been lifted, let out a cry at the right time, then opened her misty eyes, looked blankly at the corpse king, who had a tense face and was obviously very unhappy, and asked weakly: "What can I do?"
Already?"
Who can't pretend to be stupid or show off? She is the best at it.
The arms around her waist tightened, and his cold eyes squinted at her, with an unfathomable expression that left no room for guessing.
His unclear expression made her a little nervous.
She stretched out her slender jade fingers and pressed her temples, speaking in a voice as soft as cotton, confused and aggrieved: "My head feels so dizzy, why am I so dizzy?"
Even pretending, this girl really thinks he is a fool.
At first, she scared the Corpse King, but is the Corpse King an ordinary person?
The most powerful zombie king, can she deceive him with her little tricks?
However, the Corpse King knew clearly that she was pretending to be dizzy and pretending to be cool, so he took her hand and rubbed her temples.
He was so kind to her, did she pretend to be faint and deceive him?
Xiao Nizi, who still didn't understand the truth, felt complacent.
Xiahou Huan'er lay comfortably in his arms, and he massaged her forehead with moderate force, making her so comfortable that she couldn't help but sigh.
The service provided by the Corpse King is truly extraordinary.
She asked lazily: "You said that when I get better, you will take me to the Imperial Capital. When will you go?"
If a dragon hadn't suddenly appeared, she might have gone.
Dongfang Xing paused with his fingers and asked calmly: "Really want to go?"
"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Even though she has unknown genes in her body, she always thinks of herself as a human being.
His face darkened, he rubbed harder, and stared at her with squinted eyes: "Do you want to live with humans?"
"Hey, you're trying to die. Be gentle, it hurts." Xiahou Huan'er stared at him.
He let go of his hand, moved it to her waist, tightened it, pursed his thin lips, and said stubbornly, "Answer."
He seemed to have been talking too much. Staring at his abnormal expression, she smiled, arrogant, arrogant and arrogant.
"Haha... you can't bear to leave me, right?"
The force around her waist tightened again, as if it wanted to strangle her to death.
The Corpse King is too stingy to make such serious jokes.
But Xiahou Huan'er's arrogant bad nature could not be restrained. She reached out and stroked his tense handsome face, and smiled evilly: "If someone says they can't bear to leave me or care about me, I can consider not living with humans.
