Indulge in the last 10000 days: the corpse king strongly spoils his wife

"Haha... I am born with a good life, but I am talking about me, haha..."

On a big tree in the forest, a silver-gray figure was hidden in the leaves, listening to cheerful and hearty laughter from below.

There was a burst of cold breath in the deep eyes.

This little thing is really heartless, he walks away as soon as he says, without any regrets, and he walks so gracefully.

Does she really care about him at all?

He couldn't help clenching his fists tightly, and when he heard her laughter, he had the urge to strangle her to death, a heartless little thing.

Xiahou Huan'er ate some dry food, picked up some dead branches, lit a bonfire next to the sleeping bag to keep warm, and lay down in the sleeping bag.

She didn't rest last night, and she had to drive for another day today. Her body was already exhausted, but she was lying in the cold sleeping bag, tossing and turning, but she didn't feel sleepy. Dongfang Xing's face swayed in her mind. Coming and going, cold, dark, angry, ruthless, cruel...

"Xiahou Huan'er, you're just so promising? People don't trust you, and you're a shit." Aggrieved and irritable, she clenched her fists, began to pound the ground, and yelled as if to vent: "Dongfang Xing, you're a bastard." , pig head, bastard, beast..."

The roar shook the sky, chickens flew and eggs were beaten in the forest, and the birds were frightened and left the nest.

Master Xing's mouth twitched, obviously she was scolding him, but she wasn't angry at all, instead she was a little happy and mean.

After venting, Xiahou Huan'er rubbed her painful fist, feeling a little frustrated and aggrieved.

She calmed down, closed her eyes, and started counting sheep.

She has to go to bed quickly, so that she can no longer be influenced by that bastard.

The forest gradually became quiet. The bonfire occasionally made the sound of burning dead branches, and the sound of counting sheep came from the sleeping bag. The sound became smaller and smaller until it became quiet, the earth fell into a deep sleep, and she finally fell asleep.

By midnight, the temperature was getting colder.

Dongfang Xing quietly jumped down from the tree, came to the sleeping bag, added dead branches to the dying bonfire, and opened a corner of the sleeping bag. Under the light of the fire, Xiahou Huan'er curled up in it with his arms folded and his eyes wide open. Some are flushed, brows are tightly wrinkled, and his complexion is not very good.

No matter how strong and stubborn a girl is, she will still feel lonely when she is alone.

A murmured voice sounded: "Dongfang Xing, you are a villain."

His face was startled, this girl, even when she was sleeping, never forgot to scold him, others didn't know, they thought they had a lot of hatred.

With the corners of his lips slightly hooked, he took off his coat and put it on her body, then sat by the campfire and kept vigil for her.

When Xiahou Huan'er woke up, it was already dawn, she sat up and stretched, she didn't expect that she slept so deeply last night.

Frowning, did she have an illusion, why did she feel that there was that man's breath in the sleeping bag?

"Xiahou Huan'er, you're out of your mind." It must be an illusion, a hallucination, impossible, she reached out and knocked on her head, then climbed out of her sleeping bag, looking at the bonfire that seemed to have just been extinguished, her expression froze. , according to the dead branches she added last night, this bonfire will definitely not survive the middle of the night.

She retracted into her sleeping bag and sniffed vigorously.

"Hey, it's all fake if you are born with a good life and auspicious stars are shining."

She just said, in such a desolate and uninhabited place, where can there be such good things, such as sleeping bags, unexpired food, and yesterday's barbecue,