Suddenly, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he let out a low laugh. That deep and deep smile seemed to vibrate out of his chest, like gurgling water, with a penetrating coolness, and slid straight into the bottom of his heart, lingering for a long time.

Xiahou Huan'er's expression froze, leaving only a pair of eyes that were desperately wide open, not blinking for a moment, reluctant to blink.

He smiled, he finally smiled in front of her eyes.

Her mind went blank, her little universe exploded.

She couldn't see anything but his rare smiling face.

She had fantasized about countless ways of his smiling, but none of them were as shocking as what she saw with her own eyes.

His smile came suddenly and went quickly.

In just a few seconds, his calm expression returned.

Xiahou Huan'er held his arm tightly and shook him greedily: "I haven't seen it clearly yet, show me a smile."

Master Xing squinted his eyes lazily, stared at her, and said lightly, "You are not nearsighted. It is your loss that you can't see clearly with your eyes so wide open."

Master Xing's smile is so precious, it can't be just smiled.

"Stingy." Isn't it just a smile, like she can't close her mouth from ear to ear all day long, and he can't laugh when he scratches her. How could she provoke such a hypocritical and sullen man, and want to see him? A smile is more difficult than picking a star, she writhed on him heartbrokenly.

The unsatisfied desire swelled up again under the nephrite body she rubbed back and forth.

He quickly stretched out his hand to hold her wriggling delicate body, and warned in a deep voice: "Be quiet, don't move."

Xiahou Huan'er's breath stagnates, ah, this beast, it was so brave last night, it still can't eat enough.

But she still settled down, and if he continued to torment her, she would not have to get out of bed for a few days.

She pouted, and asked a little unwillingly, "Why are you so free today, don't you need to go to work?"

He tightened his arms around her, and said lightly, "I just want to be with you now."

Xiahou Huan'er looked at him in surprise when he heard the words, and sneered: "Oh, the king is late, this time, I'm sure I'll be in trouble."

Dongfang Xing glanced at her proud little face, and fell silent.

"Since the king won't go to court early, let's talk about something serious." Xiahou Huan'er lay on his chest, looking up at him.

He just hummed coldly, waiting for her to ask a question.

Xiahou Huan'er bit her fingertips: "Let me guess, the Persian cat is not dead, right?"

Dongfang Xing looked at her in surprise.

Xiahou Huan'er was so small, she was startled: "Sister, you're smart, haha, don't worship your sister, she's just a legend."

Dongfang Xing stared straight at her with cold eyes: "Small, stinky."

Xiahou Huan'er sneered, and stared at him with ambiguous eyes: "Tell me, where did you hide that Persian cat? Could it be because you were reluctant to kill her and wanted to keep it for yourself in the future?"

Dongfang Xing's face darkened suddenly, and he stared at her fiercely: "Nonsense, if I want to cherish her, can you stay here?"

Xiahou Huan'er immediately laughed dryly and comforted her: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I'm just kidding you."

Dongfang Xing looked at her coldly, and then explained for the first time: "She told you about the pathogen poisoned in your body, and I promised to save her life, that's all."

"So, you already knew what kind of virus I had. What you said about going to the planet Modar was just a pretense to make Hanhai relax, you damn, a conspiracy." Even she took advantage of it, although she felt that this matter There is nothing wrong with it, but I still feel a little uncomfortable.

Tomorrow I have to go home and do all sorts of trivial things. This book is estimated to be updated once or twice a day, and the new book will be updated every day. "The Wild Prince is a Rascal: The Pillow Princess Does Not Accept Love" Suddenly, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he smiled lowly Speak out, that thick and deep smile, as if oscillating from the chest, like gurgling water, revealing the penetrating coolness, slid straight into the bottom of my heart, lingering for a long time.

Xiahou Huan'er's expression froze, leaving only a pair of eyes that were desperately wide open, not blinking for a moment, reluctant to blink.

He smiled, he finally smiled in front of her eyes.

Her mind went blank, her little universe exploded.

She couldn't see anything but his rare smiling face.

She had fantasized about countless ways of his smiling, but none of them were as shocking as what she saw with her own eyes.

His smile came suddenly and went quickly.

In just a few seconds, his calm expression returned.

Xiahou Huan'er held his arm tightly and shook him greedily: "I haven't seen it clearly yet, show me a smile."

Master Xing squinted his eyes lazily, stared at her, and said lightly, "You are not nearsighted. It is your loss that you can't see clearly with your eyes so wide open."

Master Xing's smile is so precious, it can't be just smiled.

"Stingy." Isn't it just a smile, like she can't close her mouth from ear to ear all day long, and he can't laugh when he scratches her. How could she provoke such a hypocritical and sullen man, and want to see him? A smile is more difficult than picking a star, she writhed on him heartbrokenly.

The unsatisfied desire swelled up again under the nephrite body she rubbed back and forth.

He quickly stretched out his hand to hold her wriggling delicate body, and warned in a deep voice: "Be quiet, don't move."

Xiahou Huan'er's breath stagnates, ah, this beast, it was so brave last night, it still can't eat enough.

But she still settled down, and if he continued to torment her, she would not have to get out of bed for a few days.

She pouted, and asked a little unwillingly, "Why are you so free today, don't you need to go to work?"

He tightened his arms around her, and said lightly, "I just want to be with you now."

Xiahou Huan'er looked at him in surprise when he heard the words, and sneered: "Oh, the king is late, this time, I'm sure I'll be in trouble."

Dongfang Xing glanced at her proud little face, and fell silent.

"Since the king won't go to court early, let's talk about something serious." Xiahou Huan'er lay on his chest, looking up at him.

He just hummed coldly, waiting for her to ask a question.

Xiahou Huan'er bit her fingertips: "Let me guess, the Persian cat is not dead, right?"

Dongfang Xing looked at her in surprise.

Xiahou Huan'er was so small, she was startled: "Sister, you're smart, haha, don't worship your sister, she's just a legend."

Dongfang Xing stared straight at her with cold eyes: "Small, stinky."

Xiahou Huan'er sneered, and stared at him with ambiguous eyes: "Tell me, where did you hide that Persian cat? Could it be because you were reluctant to kill her and wanted to keep it for yourself in the future?"

Dongfang Xing's face darkened suddenly, and he stared at her fiercely: "Nonsense, if I want to cherish her, can you stay here?"

Xiahou Huan'er immediately laughed dryly and comforted her: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I'm just kidding you."

Dongfang Xing looked at her coldly, and then explained for the first time: "She told you about the pathogen poisoned in your body, and I promised to save her life, that's all."

"So, you already knew what kind of virus I had. What you said about going to the planet Modar was just a pretense to make Hanhai relax, you damn, a conspiracy." Even she took advantage of it, although she felt that this matter There is nothing wrong with it, but I still feel a little uncomfortable.

Tomorrow I have to go home and do all kinds of trivial things. This book is estimated to be updated once or twice a day, and the new book will be updated every day.

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