892. Chapter 892 What are you trying to do by grabbing my hand
He lowered his head and kissed her lips gently, sighing and saying, "Remember to miss me."
Future's heart suddenly softened. Although she was angry with him these days, she didn't like him. Where did the resentment come from?
The more she resents him, the more she misses him.
She looked up at him and asked in a low voice: "What about you, will you miss me?"
"I will." He said very forcefully and firmly, and then he bowed his head in her ear, exhaling an ambiguous and seductive breath, "Wait until I come back and finish what I just didn't finish."
There was a sudden bang in Future's head, and his mind went blank. His face was as red as fire. I didn't expect that he could even say such a thing.
Where is Si Chen's moral integrity? They all eloped.
"Don't refuse me." Si Chen kissed her lips hard, hard and desperately, as if he wanted to leave his mark on it.
He is truly a man who is almost unreasonably domineering, but this man has already occupied the most important position in her heart.
She thought that she would never be able to leave him and fall in love with someone else in her life.
Humans and zombies are supposed to be in opposition. They are incompatible with each other and want to kill each other when they meet. However, they are like sparks hitting the earth and eventually merge together.
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In the space, Xiahou Huan'er was building a snowman in the snow, and Dongfang Xing was in the kitchen, preparing food for her.
The weather is not so bad now, since there is no wind and no snow.
It seems that Ao Po must be in a good mood.
Just as Xiahou Huan'er was thinking about it, she saw a tall and slender man in front of him, exuding the aura of a king, approaching slowly.
She raised her eyebrows and looked at him, then lowered her head immediately and continued to build the snowman. She didn't want to talk to him. Who could make him so despicable that he let Lihua and the others come to seduce her husband?
It was already a great honor for her not to scold him.
Ao Po walked over slowly, looked at her busy figure, raised a faint smile on his lips and asked: "Building a snowman?"
Xiahou Huan'er glanced at him sideways and uttered two words in a cool and charming manner: "Nonsense."
Ao Po's face was startled, okay, he admitted that what he asked was nonsense.
He was silent for a while and then said with great interest: "I'll help you pile them up."
Xiahou Huan'er looked up at him, chuckled, and suddenly waved her palm forcefully, and the snowman that was about to be piled fell apart immediately under the force of her palm.
She clapped her hands, brushed the snow off her gloves, held her head high, and walked towards the house as arrogantly as a queen.
Ao Po quickly stepped forward, held her arm, and looked at her with squinted eyes. He didn't quite understand why she suddenly treated him so badly. Wasn't she fine yesterday?
Xiahou Huan'er stared at his wrist and asked coldly: "Marshal Ao, what do you want to do by grabbing my hand?"
She called him Grand Marshal again, which she would only do when she was angry.
He looked at her and asked confusedly: "Why are you so cold to me all of a sudden?"
"Do you still need me to report to you in detail about what you have done?" Xia Houhuan'er said mockingly, and immediately pushed her wrist away. Her husband saw it, and he must have become jealous again.
"What on earth did I do to make you hate me so much?" Ao Po squinted his eyes and looked at her alienated expression, his heart clenched tightly.
Xiahou Huan'er stared at him and said in a cold tone: "Marshal Ao, don't do such childish things in the future. Even if you let Diao Chan come, my husband will not look at her."
