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

Playing a proud hooligan: "In order to repay your kindness of not betraying me, I threw myself into my arms and promised you with my body. You still despise me, cut it, stop being hypocritical, I know you are very coquettish inside."

"What exactly do you want?" The palms hanging beside him were clenched into fists, the steep body was tense, and the blackened red eyes were quenched, faintly pulsating.

The corpse king who commanded hundreds of thousands of zombies, but this meeting has no way to deal with a little girl.

"I want you not to be so cool, talk to me more." Xiahou Huan'er turned his head around, saw the dangerously jumping flames in his eyes, and took a breath, Damn it, even the movement of his eyes didn't stop. So sexy, if he wasn't a zombie, she could hardly control her desire to throw him down.

"Boring." It seemed to be an inadvertent temptation, but it had a fatal impact on him, and he looked away again.

"It's boring if you don't say a word all day, Dongfang Xing, you said, that night, you bit my shoulder, and your blood seeped into it, didn't you?"

Dongfang Xing hummed in a nasal voice.

"So, the zombies outside saw me and ran away from me because I have your blood in my body?" Just a drop of blood is so powerful, how powerful is he?

Xiahou Huan'er's curiosity jumped up.

Dongfang Xing hummed coldly again.

"Then will I become a zombie?" This is the key point.

With deep and cold eyes, staring at her nervous little face, the corners of her lips slightly curled up: "No."

Xiahou Huan'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to ask the question in his heart: "Do you still remember what happened 500 years ago?"

Dongfang Xing's eyes dimmed suddenly, his face was tense, and a touch of sadness spread from his heart.

Her breath stopped, and her heart throbbed slightly.

He didn't say it, but she could feel his sadness and pain.

She seemed to have raised a topic that shouldn't be mentioned, which touched his sore spot.

She stretched out her hand to caress his cold and tense handsome face, and sincerely apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Dongfang Xing's fists were clenched and loosened, and then clenched again. He narrowed his deep eyes and remained silent.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." At this moment, apart from apologizing, she no longer knew how to comfort him.

He was once the greatest spiritual leader of the human army, but now the past is unbearable.

How can she make up for the torture and pain he has suffered in the past 500 years?

The rough palm suddenly supported her chin, and the cold lips pressed hard against her mouth, sealing her guilt-ridden apology. A dull hum came from her throat, and the emotion in her body was surging.

She looked at him with wet eyes, his face was a little red, and the half-closed eyes seemed to be quenched, burning violently, as if he wanted to destroy her together.

I can't understand, it's like a hungry and ferocious beast living in my body.

She actually wanted it very much, wanted him to plunder and ravage herself fiercely, like swallowing extremely powerful aphrodisiacs and medicines, and couldn't hold herself back.

She felt that she must be crazy, otherwise how could she have such shameless thoughts of lust?

She was pushed down on the bed by him, his cold fingers tore off the clothes on her body, and his lips and tongue frantically dropped domineering kisses on her delicate and trembling body.

The flames of desire continued to ignite under his fingertips and lips.