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

The majestic and domineering steep back reveals an untouchable sadness.

The Persian cat held a bottle of medicated oil in its hand, and stood tightly by the door, its emerald green eyes, looking at his back gradually became fascinated.

Dongfang Xing drank the contents of the cup in one gulp, held the stem of the cup with his fingers, and turned around slowly.

Seeing the Persian cat standing outside the door, surprise flashed across his face, then he curled his lips and asked lightly, "What do you want from me?"

At night, she was not wearing a military uniform, but a cool short dress that was almost transparent and could only cover key points. She had a coquettish and delicate face, a fiery figure that seduced people, and her seductive watery eyes shone with admiration. It is estimated that there are not many men who can hold back.

The Persian cat looked at him in awe, and said softly, "Master Xing, I'll return your medicated oil, can I come in?"

Dongfang Xing narrowed his eyes, glanced at the things in her hand, and said in a cold voice, "No need to return it, your neck is healed?"

The Persian cat smiled coquettishly: "Thanks to Master Xing's medicated oil, my neck is already healed. Master Xing, are you in a bad mood? Can I do something for you?" He looked at his hand wine glass.

Dongfang Xing's icy eyes stared straight at her, and Jun's face was obscure.

He suddenly asked, "Will you drink?"

The Persian cat nodded immediately, and smiled even more charmingly: "Yes, Mr. Xing, do you want me to accompany you?"

"Come in." Dongfang Xing said, sat down on the sofa, took out a wine glass, poured half a glass into it, and put it on the opposite table.

The Persian cat was a little flattered, and carefully sat down on the sofa opposite him.

"Drink." Dongfang Xing raised his glass to her.

She gracefully raised her wine glass, touched his, her red lips pressed against the rim of the glass, leaving a sexy lip print, and sipped slowly.

After drinking a cup, the eyes are more hydrated, and the cheeks are charmingly flushed.

Dongfang Xing poured it into her glass again.

After several glasses of high-purity wine, the two of them were not drunk at all.

It's just that if you don't get drunk, everyone gets drunk, and the Persian cat looked at him with drunkenness in his eyes.

Her voice was mesmerized: "Master Xing, if you have any unhappiness, I can share it with you."

Dongfang Xing's cold eyes narrowed slightly, with a look of pain floating on his face, and his deep and hoarse voice said, "She's dying soon."

The Persian cat was surprised, its eyes were filled with water mist, and said sadly: "Why is this so, I saw the owner a few days ago, and she was fine, why is she dying suddenly?" As he spoke, he choked up stand up.

"She suddenly got a strange disease, and her body became weaker and weaker. The military doctor said..." Dongfang Xing said, covering his face with his hands, grieving, "She may not survive tonight."

The Persian cat was shocked: "How could this happen?"

Dongfang Xing sighed heavily: "During the field test, she contracted a strange disease, and all the military doctors were helpless."

The Persian cat wept and choked sadly: "The strange disease that the owner contracted in the wild? What kind of strange disease?"

He shook his head, the grief in his eyes deepened: "No one knows what strange disease she contracted."

"How did this happen? Master..." The Persian cat wept sadly, and asked with a sob, "Master Xing, why don't you stay with the master?"

Holding the wine glass, Dongfang Xing looked sad, shook his head, and murmured in a low voice: "No, I can't bear it."

"Master Xing." The Persian cat looked at him, as if he was too sad to speak.

"Okay, let me be quiet, you can go." Dongfang Xing waved sadly.