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

Before Sou Ying recovered his senses, his body was already sent flying by the power of his punch, even the door was smashed, and he fell heavily outside the door.

"Souei." The Persian cat screamed, rushed over and asked anxiously, "How are you doing?"

Sou Ying only felt that all internal organs were displaced, his throat felt sweet, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't want to frighten her, so he swallowed the blood back into his stomach, shaking his head to reassure her: "I'm fine."

"You said it's okay, your face is ugly." The Persian cat's eye sockets were red.

What's happening?

Xiahou Huan'er stretched out her hand and scratched the head of the chicken nest, what kind of nerves did Master Xing have today, to put such a heavy hand on Sou Ying.

She frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

Dongfang Xing's face was expressionless, but those deep eyes seemed to be pierced with ice, which made one's heart chill.

He said lightly: "Su Qi is here, pack up and go." He spoke concisely and without emotion, as if nothing happened just now.

"Oh." Asking him to explain the matter was a night-time conversation, Xiahou Huan'er didn't ask any more questions, and went back to the room to freshen up.

On this side, Sou Ying, who was severely injured by Dongfang Xing's punch, was shocked in his heart.

He didn't even see how he made the move, and he was thrown out of the door. If he just doubted his identity at the beginning, now he can be sure that he can have such a great ability, and it is related to the zombie camp, except for the zombie king. Dongfang Xing, who else?

His darling was almost shattered by his punch, he absolutely couldn't be provoked, couldn't afford to be provoked.

The Persian cat helped him up worriedly: "Souei."

"Hey, I'm fine." Souei managed to stand firm and comfort her.

The Persian cat changed its tone and looked at him with reproachful eyes: "Master Xing didn't bully me, you blamed him wrongly, it's all your fault, you made him angry."

He stood up for her, but now she blames him instead?

Souei agreed.

"It's all my fault. I wanted to pour water for him to drink, but I almost wet him by accident. I'm clumsy..."

"It's nothing, it's just an accident, don't blame yourself." Facing such a woman, even if you feel angry, you will never get angry.

At this time, Xiahou Huan'er had already washed up and came out of the room. When she saw the untouched breakfast on the table, she sat down unceremoniously and ate it.

She is hungry now, and she will wait until she is full to say anything.

And Dongfang Xing was sitting in front of the window, continuing to read another newspaper in an elegant and leisurely manner. The atmosphere was so harmonious.

The Persian cat helped Soo Ying come in and threw him aside, ran to Xiahou Huan'er, smiling like a flower: "Master, this is the breakfast I made, do you like it?"

Xiahou Huan'er nodded and praised without hesitation: "Not bad, the taste is very good, I like it, thank you for your breakfast."

The Persian cat looked at her contentedly: "Then I will make breakfast for the master every day from now on."

Xiahou Huan'er, who was eating fried eggs, was agitated when she heard her words, her throat was stuck by a piece of fried egg, and she grabbed her throat and coughed.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" The Persian cat panicked when she saw her coughing suddenly.

"Water...cough cough...give me water...cough cough cough..." Xiahou Huan'er blushed from holding back.

"I'll pour it right away." The Persian cat went to pour water anxiously.

Dongfang Xingteng stood up, walked quickly behind her, held her shoulder with one hand, and patted her back vigorously with the other.