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

Knowing that she was trying her best to make him happy, Dongfang Xing's eyes softened: "Okay."

Xiahou Huaner immediately excitedly said: "There is a young couple. The wife asked her husband to help her see if she has severed palms. The husband said, no need to look, she must have one. The wife asked curiously why. Guess how the husband answered of?"

Dongfang Xing looked at her without saying a word.

Xiahou Huan'er pushed his arm, urging: "Do you really know? Tell me."

The arms around her waist were tightened, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and the deep voice was full of charm, saying: "His life is ruined in her hands, can she not be broken?"

Unexpectedly, he could really answer, Xiahou Huan'er was overjoyed, and said strangely: "Hehe, it turns out that Master Xing also understands cold humor."

In the light of night, there was a light of pity in the deep eyes, so why not them?

The other hand was looking for hers, with five fingers spread out, ten fingers clasped tightly, and the tight palm, revealing the other's temperature and blood flow.

Sweetness flowed from the bottom of my heart, Xiahou Huaner tentatively asked, "Are you happy with me?"

Dongfang Xing looked at her sideways, with flowing eyes, and nodded slightly: "You are my pistachio."

Although this sentence is very common, it has infinite power and shocking power.

She was happy, grabbed his hand, and said happily: "Then show me a smile."

Tightening her wrist, a deep voice with a trace of evil slowly sounded in her ears: "You press me tonight, and I will laugh for you."

Xiahou Huan'er's head boomed and was struck by lightning.

She looked up at him in astonishment. In the hazy night, there was a heavy depression in her deep eyes.

What happened tonight must make him feel very uncomfortable, and he would want to find something to vent.

So, by accident, she nodded emphatically, showing a generous expression and said: "I agree to your treaty."

Dongfang Xing never thought that she would agree, and was taken aback for a moment.

Xiahou Huan'er couldn't wait to hold his hand, walked quickly to the residence, and urged: "What are you waiting for, I can't wait, hurry up."

Ah, she is more anxious than him.

Dongfang Xing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, took her hand, and asked uncertainly, "Are you sure?"

Xiahou Huan'er looked at him contemptuously: "What I said, can it still be false?"

He raised his eyebrows: "No regrets?"

"Regret is a mangy dog."

The deep eyes were quenched with sparkling flames.

Holding her arms tightly around her waist, Xiahou Huan'er suddenly felt her body soaring into the air, as if she was flying through the clouds, and the whistling wind passed by her ears.

Xiahou Huan'er laughed secretly, he couldn't wait any longer, he hugged her and ran wildly.

As fast as lightning, as soon as he stepped into the door, Dongfang Xing couldn't wait, pressed her against the door panel, bowed his head and kissed her mouth fiercely.

Insolent, domineering, even rude.

Xiahou Huan'er embraced his strong waist with both hands, and her legs wrapped around his long body automatically. Although his strength made her a little painful, she still responded enthusiastically to him and followed him vigorously. He is hot and lingering.

Supporting her hips with strong palms, she pressed them hard against her body, and rubbed them ambiguously through the clothes.

Her face was flushed, her heart was beating fast like a drum, and her heartstrings were tense, so tense that it seemed that it would break in the next moment.