"Huan'er." He stretched out his big palm to caress her tender cheek, and his deep voice sounded slowly in her ears.
He knew she liked him calling her that.
A little eager, a little patient, he kissed her lips and breathed hot breath: "Can you continue?"
Xiahou Huan'er was stunned for a moment and suddenly wanted to laugh. She asked playfully: "Can I say no?"
"No." Her answer prompted him to kiss her more violently and roughly.
She glared, this overlord had made up his mind to eat her alive, and he still asked questions in a pretentious manner, what a beast, how pretentious.
Suddenly, the harsh phone ringing suddenly rang, piercing the silent night sky and breaking the sweet lingering.
Xiahou Huan'er's body froze, and she almost couldn't help but yell, "What kind of bastard grandson is so ignorant?"
The first time she was looking forward to with all her heart was so natural, perfect, romantic, and emotional, but she was stunned.
Mr. Xing, who was also so angry that he wanted to kill someone, kissed the corners of her lips and said with restraint, "Wait for me, soon."
After saying that, I got up, put on some clothes and went to the study.
As the leader of the zombie camp, he has an absolute responsibility that cannot be shied away from. If it is not important, he will not call.
In less than a minute, Mr. Xing came back with a solemn and sinister expression, but he did not come back to be gentle with her, but to wear clothes.
"Where are you going?" Xiahou Huan'er sat up.
"Zombie camp." In less than ten seconds, he was fully dressed, tall, handsome, and domineering.
It seemed that something serious had happened. She immediately got out of bed and quickly got dressed: "I'll go too."
"Stay." After Dongfang Xing finished speaking, he turned around and left without waiting for her to answer.
"Dongfang Xing, don't leave me alone." Xiahou Huan'er shouted anxiously, hurriedly putting on her clothes, and in her confusion, she actually put her clothes on inside out.
Dongfang Xing walked to the door and paused.
Seeing him stop, she softened her voice and pretended to be pitiful: "I'll be scared."
So, Master Xing, who clenched his fists, turned around silently, leaned down, unbuttoned the buttons she had mistakenly buttoned, buttoned them correctly, found a coat, and put it on her body.
Then, a certain woman raised the corners of her mouth and smiled.
He held her hand and walked quickly outside.
The huge divine driver was already parked outside the door, waiting for them.
In the carriage, the atmosphere was a bit solemn.
Xiahou Huan'er leaned into his arms and asked, "What happened?"
He put his arm around her waist and said calmly: "Reconnaissance team, found a robot."
"Robots? They came to the West District?"
Dongfang Xing hummed softly.
"What are you going to do?"
Dongfang Xing's deep eyes flashed with a cold and cold light.
Be powerful without saying a word.
Although he didn't say a word, the murderous aura that burst out from him already made his attitude clear.
It seems that there is a big feud between the zombie camp and the robots.
The god drove at full speed in the silent night, and the scenery outside the window disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Xiahou Huan'er leaned quietly in his arms and made no more noise.
Suddenly, a sharp brake sound sounded, and the Shenxu stopped without warning.
If Dongfang Xing hadn't caught her, she would have hit the back of the chair in front of her.
In front of Shenqi, a slender white figure stood tremblingly in the middle of the road. The night wind blew her hair, revealing a pale, but delicate and beautiful face, and a pair of moist, black and charming eyes, filled with fear and fear.
