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

"Be careful." Xiahou Huan'er exclaimed, quickly raised her pistol, and fired at the mutant zombie who was attacking.

With a bang, the bullet hit the mutated zombie's heart, instantly vaporized, and disappeared completely.

Xiahou Huan'er let out a sigh of relief, this vaporizing gun really works.

Dongfang Xing nodded to her from a distance. At this time, the senior leaders and the captains of each unit reported to him the casualties and damage of the zombie corps.

Even if he stood there silently, people could still feel his strong presence and arrogance.

He is powerful without being angry, and strict without speaking, which is the kind of person he is talking about.

Xiahou Huan'er just stood there and didn't go over to disturb him. She walked over slowly after he finished listening to everyone's report and directing the aftermath.

"Don't come near me." He suddenly frowned and stretched out his arms, saying in a deep voice.

Xiahou Huan'er was stunned for a moment, then frowned: "Why?" She waited so sensiblely for him to finish his business before coming over.

He said flatly, "I'm dirty."

Xiahou Huan'er frowned when she heard the words, and said, "Do you think I'm dirty?"

Dongfang Xing immediately shook his head.

"You don't have five elements, you don't have typical pumping, you actually think that this palace will dislike you for being dirty." Xiahou Huan'er said, stretched out her hands, hugged his arms, and leaned against his side, not enough He dawdled, staining his clothes with the wet blood on his body.

The corner of Dongfang Xing's mouth couldn't help twitching, he looked at her coldly, poked his fingertips on her forehead, raised his eyebrows and said, "Have you lost your mind? Do you have extra clothes to change?"

Xiahou Huan'er was stunned for two seconds, and then wailed: "Ah...my clothes..." Holding his hands tightly, he quickly retreated, and immediately jumped three steps away, looking down at the disgusting stains on the military uniform. There were blood stains, his face collapsed on the spot, and he was about to cry, "Woo...my clothes are finished."

There are not many women wearing military uniforms in the zombie camp, so the supply is very short. She originally had four sets, and gave two sets of Persian cats to replace them. The new military uniforms have not yet been made, so now she only has two rare sets. Uniform replacement.

Tell her not to rush over, she has to come sideways, so she should respond now.

Yes, she groaned, beating her chest with regret.

"Let's go." Seeing her aggrieved expression, in the dim light of the fire, the corners of Master Xing's lips rose slightly.

But it's a pity that Xiahou Huan'er was staring at the blood on the clothes, and didn't notice the faint smile on Master Xing's lips.

She pursed her mouth, kept a certain distance from him, and said, "Don't touch me before you fucking take a shower."

Master Xing fell silent.

On the way back, Mr. Xing, who was already silent, seemed to be even more silent.

Xiahou Huan'er followed behind him, looking at his steep and straight back, she felt an indescribable shock in her heart.

Silence, discomfort, self-blame, guilt.

This should be how he feels now.

She took a deep breath, with a bright smile on her face, stepped forward quickly, took his arm, and rubbed her small body affectionately on his body. The enthusiasm made all the way silent Master Xing raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you afraid of getting dirty?"

Xiahou Huan'er shrugged and said with a smile, "It's already dirty, it doesn't matter if it gets dirty."

Master Xing raised his palm, rubbed the top of her head, then put his palm on her waist, and hugged her hard, very hard.

Xiahou Huan'er was almost attached to his body, unable to bear the heavy atmosphere, she said with a smile: "Master Xing, let me tell you a joke."

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