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

The corners of his lips curled slightly, although he didn't say anything, but the rareness that flashed in his eyes couldn't be concealed no matter what.

She leaned back on his chest and asked curiously: "Don't you know Long Qiao's origin?"

He frowned and shook his head: "I only know that he used to be a human and lived in the imperial capital."

Xiahou Huan'er was confused: "Then is he trying to avenge the emperor, or is he trying to gain some benefit?"

This matter is really mysterious, Han Hai wants to be the corpse king, and he wants to attack the imperial capital, so these two bitches really hit it off.

Dongfang Xing lightly pinched her waist, and said lightly: "Whatever he thinks, it's none of your business."

Xiahou Huan'er immediately frowned, a little upset: "Why don't you close it, he is clearly targeting you, isn't your matter my matter?"

She didn't like the feeling of him excluding herself.

Dongfang Xing was silent, he was not good at explaining, this really made him unable to answer.

Xiahou Huan'er knew his temperament, so he didn't really care about him, and then asked: "The real owner of that Persian cat should be Long Qiao." Only that pervert can cultivate such a bewitching stunner .

He snorted softly.

Xiahou Huan'er then looked at him ambiguously: "That Persian cat is so attractive, you really don't care at all... um..."

Before she finished speaking, Dongfang Xing suddenly stretched out a big palm, clasped the back of her head, and kissed her fiercely, with that violent and raging force, devouring her breath wildly, as if It was as if he wanted to swallow her alive.

It wasn't until she couldn't breathe anymore and was almost suffocating that he stared at her fiercely with a sullen handsome face: "You little bastard, if you mention this kind of thing again, I will kill you."

Xiahou Huan'er was panting violently, the air in her lungs was almost evacuated by this man.

Damn, I can't afford to mess with a mad man.

She reached out and patted his chest lightly, aggrieved: "I'm just joking with you, do you need to lose your temper like that?"

Dongfang Xing snorted coldly: "I don't like to hear that." He didn't allow others to say it, let alone her, who was clearly looking for death.

So cool, so cool.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, I won't say anything in the future, in the eyes of Master Xing, a Persian cat is just a disgusting piece of cow dung, so you are happy." She didn't mind talking about it Now, he was really angry with her, cared about her, the stingy man really couldn't be provoked, but she complained, but in fact, her heart was too sweet, the corpse king is the corpse king, even the single-minded infatuation is shown So domineering, those words are obviously so fierce, but when they come out of his mouth, they seem very pampering and sweet.

Dongfang Xing snorted coldly.

Xiahou Huan'er smiled dryly, and quickly changed the subject: "I still can't figure out why Aopo is willing to send troops to help you." Didn't they beat you to death not long ago?

Dongfang Xing said lightly: "Ao Po knows who Long Qiao is, and he doesn't want Long Qiao to become big enough to threaten the imperial capital. Before the matter of the iron beetle is clear, the zombie camp and the imperial capital must not go to war, otherwise both sides will suffer. Locus and alien species have an opportunity."

Xiahou Huan'er blinked: "You didn't ask him about Long Qiao?"

Dongfang Xing lightly shook his head.

Fantuan is here to celebrate the New Year, dear friends, happy Chinese New Year!The corners of his lips curled slightly, although he didn't say anything, but the rareness that flashed in his eyes couldn't be concealed no matter what.

She leaned back on his chest and asked curiously: "Don't you know Long Qiao's origin?"

He frowned and shook his head: "I only know that he used to be a human and lived in the imperial capital."

Xiahou Huan'er was confused: "Then is he trying to avenge the emperor, or is he trying to gain some benefit?"

This matter is really mysterious, Han Hai wants to be the corpse king, and he wants to attack the imperial capital, so these two bitches really hit it off.

Dongfang Xing lightly pinched her waist, and said lightly: "Whatever he thinks, it's none of your business."

Xiahou Huan'er immediately frowned, a little upset: "Why don't you close it, he is clearly targeting you, isn't your matter my matter?"

She didn't like the feeling of him excluding herself.

Dongfang Xing was silent, he was not good at explaining, this really made him unable to answer.

Xiahou Huan'er knew his temperament, so he didn't really care about him, and then asked: "The real owner of that Persian cat should be Long Qiao." Only that pervert can cultivate such a bewitching stunner .

He snorted softly.

Xiahou Huan'er then looked at him ambiguously: "That Persian cat is so attractive, you really don't care at all... um..."

Before she finished speaking, Dongfang Xing suddenly stretched out a big palm, clasped the back of her head, and kissed her fiercely, with that violent and raging force, devouring her breath wildly, as if It was as if he wanted to swallow her alive.

It wasn't until she couldn't breathe anymore and was almost suffocating that he stared at her fiercely with a sullen handsome face: "You little bastard, if you mention this kind of thing again, I will kill you."

Xiahou Huan'er was panting violently, the air in her lungs was almost evacuated by this man.

Damn, I can't afford to mess with a mad man.

She reached out and patted his chest lightly, aggrieved: "I'm just joking with you, do you need to lose your temper like that?"

Dongfang Xing snorted coldly: "I don't like to hear that." He didn't allow others to say it, let alone her, who was clearly looking for death.

So cool, so cool.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, I won't say anything in the future, in the eyes of Master Xing, a Persian cat is just a disgusting piece of cow dung, so you are happy." She didn't mind talking about it Now, he was really angry with her, cared about her, the stingy man really couldn't be provoked, but she complained, but in fact, her heart was too sweet, the corpse king is the corpse king, even the single-minded infatuation is shown So domineering, those words are obviously so fierce, but when they come out of his mouth, they seem very pampering and sweet.

Dongfang Xing snorted coldly.

Xiahou Huan'er smiled dryly, and quickly changed the subject: "I still can't figure out why Aopo is willing to send troops to help you." Didn't they beat you to death not long ago?

Dongfang Xing said lightly: "Ao Po knows who Long Qiao is, and he doesn't want Long Qiao to become big enough to threaten the imperial capital. Before the matter of the iron beetle is clear, the zombie camp and the imperial capital must not go to war, otherwise both sides will suffer. Locus and alien species have an opportunity."

Xiahou Huan'er blinked: "You didn't ask him about Long Qiao?"

Dongfang Xing lightly shook his head.

Fantuan is here to celebrate the New Year, dear friends, happy Chinese New Year!