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

"Fuck." Tie Nu swears, but dare not say anything more.

"Your subordinates understand." Han Hai's face darkened, and he immediately left the meeting room, followed by Tie Nu indignantly, and the other subordinates also dispersed.

The huge and quiet hall was gloomy and cold, only Dongfang Xinghe was left unbroken.

"King." Wan Bupo looked at the aloof and solemn man with some worry in his eyes.

"Order, step up the research and development of genes." Dongfang Xing ordered lightly.

Wan Bupo nodded, turned around, and left.

Dongfang Xing took off a ring with a simple design on his hand, which was actually a miniature receiver, and the necklace hanging around Xiahou Huan'er's neck was inlaid with the most advanced and smallest bug.

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From the receiver came a woman's voice that made his heart tremble, sometimes sweet and cute, sometimes hooligan...

Listening to her rogue-like conversation with Long Qiao, her fists were clenched suddenly, and her cold face became even more sinister and frightening.

[-]-[-]

In the hospital, Long Qiao was dedicated to the corpse king's entrustment, and stayed by Xiahou Huan'er's side every step of the way.

Xiahou Huan'er originally wanted to keep his secrets, but who knows, except for knowing that he loves mechanical ammunition and transforming high-end weapons, he has pushed aside everything else, but she knows that he is not such a simple person, her intuition has always been Very accurate.

In the evening, knowing that Dongfang Xing was coming soon, Long Qiao reluctantly left, and met the real master at the entrance of the hospital.

There was a seductive evil in the evil eyes, Long Qiao stepped forward, smiled shamelessly and said, "Dongfang Xing, can we discuss a business?"

"Huh?" Dongfang Xing, who exuded a cold aura all over his body, squinted at him.

Long Qiao said with a smile, "How about replacing the battleship with rocket launchers for Xiahou Huan'er?"

The bright black red eyes suddenly seemed to be quenched, and the corners of the lips curled up coldly. In the eyes of the cyborg man's eager anticipation, a fist that was faster, more precise, and more ruthless than lightning and flint slammed into his cheek. handsome face.

"Ah..." Poor Long Qiao was sent flying a few feet away by his fist that had brewed up a lot of anger, and fell to the ground gorgeously and seriously injured.

Feeling slightly relieved, the corpse king went straight into the hospital without looking at him.

"Dong-Fang-Xing." Long Qiao spat out three words fiercely, struggling to stand up from the ground, nosebleeds pouring down.

Stretching out his hand to cover the crooked nose, his perfect nose was ruined, and it would take at least a day to refine a perfect nose.

Damn, it's really ruthless, and it doesn't show mercy at all, but it's not the corpse king who is merciful.

In the ward, Xiahou Huan'er knew who was coming when she felt the temperature drop instantly.

The tall and steep figure pushed the door and walked in. With an iceberg-like face, Dongfang Xing approached the hospital bed, condescendingly looking down at the little woman who was lazily leaning on the bed like a kitten, her Adam's apple moved, and her voice was low and magnetic. It rang: "Have you eaten?"

Xiahou Huan'er rested her chin on her palm, her face had returned to blood, and her dark eyes flashed with ruffian jokes: "Master, do you want to ask me what I ate? Dinner? Medicine? Or a man?"

Dongfang Xing's face visibly froze, the corners of his mouth twitched severely, and he spat out three words coldly: "Young rascal."

"Master, what you said is slandering me. The language of our country is profound and profound. Whoever tells you to speak so eloquently will easily cause disagreements. Besides, I am not a roundworm in your stomach. Who knows what you mean." Fuck." Tie Nu burst into a foul mouth, but didn't dare to say anything more.

"Your subordinates understand." Han Hai's face darkened, and he immediately left the meeting room, followed by Tie Nu indignantly, and the other subordinates also dispersed.

The huge and quiet hall was gloomy and cold, only Dongfang Xinghe was left unbroken.

"King." Wan Bupo looked at the aloof and solemn man with some worry in his eyes.

"Order, step up the research and development of genes." Dongfang Xing ordered lightly.

Wan Bupo nodded, turned around, and left.

Dongfang Xing took off a ring with a simple design on his hand, which was actually a miniature receiver, and the necklace hanging around Xiahou Huan'er's neck was inlaid with the most advanced and smallest bug.

Access information.

From the receiver came a woman's voice that made his heart tremble, sometimes sweet and cute, sometimes hooligan...

Listening to her rogue-like conversation with Long Qiao, her fists were clenched suddenly, and her cold face became even more sinister and frightening.

[-]-[-]

In the hospital, Long Qiao was dedicated to the corpse king's entrustment, and stayed by Xiahou Huan'er's side every step of the way.

Xiahou Huan'er originally wanted to keep his secrets, but who knows, except for knowing that he loves mechanical ammunition and transforming high-end weapons, he has pushed aside everything else, but she knows that he is not such a simple person, her intuition has always been Very accurate.

In the evening, knowing that Dongfang Xing was coming soon, Long Qiao reluctantly left, and met the real master at the entrance of the hospital.

There was a seductive evil in the evil eyes, Long Qiao stepped forward, smiled shamelessly and said, "Dongfang Xing, can we discuss a business?"

"Huh?" Dongfang Xing, who exuded a cold aura all over his body, squinted at him.

Long Qiao said with a smile, "How about replacing the battleship with rocket launchers for Xiahou Huan'er?"

The bright black red eyes suddenly seemed to be quenched, and the corners of the lips curled up coldly. In the eyes of the cyborg man's eager anticipation, a fist that was faster, more precise, and more ruthless than lightning and flint slammed into his cheek. handsome face.

"Ah..." Poor Long Qiao was sent flying a few feet away by his fist that had brewed up a lot of anger, and fell to the ground gorgeously and seriously injured.

Feeling slightly relieved, the corpse king went straight into the hospital without looking at him.

"Dong-Fang-Xing." Long Qiao spat out three words fiercely, struggling to stand up from the ground, nosebleeds pouring down.

Stretching out his hand to cover the crooked nose, his perfect nose was ruined, and it would take at least a day to refine a perfect nose.

Damn, it's really ruthless, and it doesn't show mercy at all, but it's not the corpse king who is merciful.

In the ward, Xiahou Huan'er knew who was coming when she felt the temperature drop instantly.

The tall and steep figure pushed the door and walked in. With an iceberg-like face, Dongfang Xing approached the hospital bed, condescendingly looking down at the little woman who was lazily leaning on the bed like a kitten, her Adam's apple moved, and her voice was low and magnetic. It rang: "Have you eaten?"

Xiahou Huan'er rested her chin on her palm, her face had returned to blood, and her dark eyes flashed with ruffian jokes: "Master, do you want to ask me what I ate? Dinner? Medicine? Or a man?"

Dongfang Xing's face visibly froze, the corners of his mouth twitched severely, and he spat out three words coldly: "Young rascal."

"Master, you are slandering me with your words. The language of our country is already extensive and profound. Whoever tells you to speak so eloquently will easily cause disagreements. Besides, I am not a roundworm in your stomach. Who knows what you mean."