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

That competitive posture made Master Xing raise his handsome eyebrows in a rare way, and his courage grew fatter. Then, his tall and tall body pressed her tightly against the guardrail, regaining the dominance and occupying her territory forcefully.

The girl who wanted to take the lead, was defeated in an instant in front of the powerful corpse king. She was completely attacked, and finally fell into his arms as soft as mud, enjoying the aftertaste of passion, panting, Sigh, Ya is too powerful.

Master Xing kissed her face lightly, and seeing her dazed by his kiss, panting and charming, he was very rare.

Xiahou Huan'er put her hand against his chin, and scolded with a smile: "You beast, you are a dog, you licked my face so much that I drool."

Master Xing said coldly, "I'm happy."

Xiahou Huan'er smiled slyly: "You are still happy to call you a dog, disrespect and disrespect."

Master Xing's face froze immediately, and a blow hit her head, lightly: "I'm sorry."

Xiahou Huan'er touched the top of the victim's head, aggrieved: "Master, don't bring such a rascal, it's like this every time you can't say it." Either seal her mouth, or hit her on the head. What if the beautiful head is knocked stupid?

Dongfang Xing's reaction was to ignore her protest and continue to look up at the boundless sky.

Xiahou Huan'er tugged at his sleeve and asked curiously, "What are you looking at?" He had been looking at the sky since before she came up.

She followed his line of sight, only seeing the afterglow of the sunset and the messy clouds, but couldn't see anything.

He looked at it for a long time, then changed the subject lightly and said: "It's nothing, I will go to the field test tomorrow to check the results, how is the training going?"

Xiahou Huan'er laughed, looked up at him, and said despondently, "Of course the blue comes from the blue and is better than the blue."

Dongfang Xing looked down at her frightened little face, stretched out his finger and pinched her nose, and lightly said, "Huang Po sells melons, do you still want face?"

Xiahou Huan'er sneered: "Why do you want face? Can I eat it when I'm hungry?"

Master Xing looked at her coldly, and finally concluded: "Three views are not correct."

Xiahou Huan'er was suddenly in a mess. She was actually accused by a zombie of having bad views. She rubbed her head on his chest in a coquettish way.

Her childish behavior gave Master Xing's eyes a soft glow of pity.

When she raised her head, his eyes were cold again.

She stretched out a male finger, poked his chest, and asked persistently: "Recently, I always feel that something is wrong. Just tell me what happened."

Dongfang Xing said lightly: "You concentrate on your work and don't worry about other things."

Xiahou Huan'er restrained her jokes, and said seriously: "I recently discovered that the army mobilization in the zombie camp is very powerful. Something must have happened. If you don't tell me, I will be curious and itchy, and it will be even more difficult to concentrate. Not sure, tomorrow's field test inspection, you have to prepare to collect the body for me."

Dongfang Xing stared at her, and then spit out a sentence that made her terrified.

"When you die, I will turn you into a zombie."

Those cold eyes and that gloomy face didn't look like they were joking at all.

Xiahou Huan'er withdrew from his embrace in horror, took three steps back, and stared: "You are joking."

She doesn't reject getting along with zombies now, but it doesn't mean that she can accept the fact that she has become a zombie.