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

Obviously, the corpse king has a particularly stubborn temper.

After waiting for a while, there was still no reaction inside, Xiahou Huan'er was even angrier: "It won't open, right, I smashed the window."

There was a clicking sound from inside, and her threat had worked.

Xiahou Huan'er was overjoyed, and immediately opened the window and jumped in.

The huge room was dimly lit, eerie and eerie, with a creepy chill.

He stood in the distance wearing a black cloak, his tall and steep back revealed a touch of distressing desolation and aloofness.

Xiahou Huan'er walked around in front of him, the hat on the cloak covered more than half of his face, only showing his resolute chin.

She reached out suddenly, trying to lift the hat off his head.

The wrist was held by his big grasp in mid-air, and under the faint light, the slender and sharp nails seemed to be stained with ink.

Xiahou Huan'er took a deep breath, and sure enough...

Hearing her gasp, his body froze, he withdrew his hand suddenly, and turned around quickly.

He wanted to run away again, but Xiahou Huan'er yelled angrily: "Dongfang Xing, try hiding again?"

After a pause, a cold and hoarse voice sounded slowly: "What do you want?"

She pursed her lips and said firmly, "I want to see you."

He suddenly let out a deep sneer, sarcastically: "Aren't you afraid of having nightmares?"

"I like to have nightmares, can you control me?" Xiahou Huan'er replied arrogantly.

The fist hanging under the robe was clenched suddenly, and the obscure eyes fell through the shadows on her domineering pretty face.

Xiahou Huan'er looked at him, deliberately sneered and said in a provocative tone: "I've kissed and touched you, are you still afraid that I will despise you?"

The corpse king's body suddenly stiffened like a stone.

She raised her eyebrows, seeing that he was silent, she reached out to him again.

He raised his hand to stop her, and raised his hoarse voice, "I'll come."

"Okay, you come." Xiahou Huan'er withdrew her hand resentfully, staring at him for a moment with her black and shiny cat eyes, afraid of missing the slightest bit.

"No regrets?"

"Damn it, don't act like a mother-in-law..." Xiahou Huan'er's cursing words stopped abruptly.

Dongfang Xing's black-armored fingers that were as thick as iron claws slowly lifted the hat on his head. Under the dim light, his red eyes had faded to light gray. On both sides, two long and sharp fangs poked out obliquely.

At first glance, it's really scary.

Xiahou Huan'er stared at him for a moment, then suddenly, he burst out laughing.

Stretching out his soft fingers and pulling at his dry skin, he said suavely, "It's much better than I imagined, there is no rot, and there is no disgusting smell of rotting corpses. It's still cool and handsome."

Dongfang Xing's expression was a little dazed, he thought he would make her scream, but her reaction was beyond his expectation.

Somewhat unaccustomed to him, he pulled down her hand that was playing tricks on his face, and said hoarsely, "Don't make trouble."

"What's the trouble, I love you so much." Xiahou Huan'er pouted her lips with a playful tone.

This girl, at this moment, said such frivolous words, Master Xing had the urge to strangle her to death, lest she would tease him at every turn.

His face was sullen, his light gray cold eyes seemed to see ice, and he stared at her coldly: "I need to rest."

Rarely the relatives of Lord Xing and Huaner, please bookmark, share, share and rate five points, and the more you leave, the more updates will be made!

Dear friends who add group and Q, readers who are not VIPs, please explain which website you read, otherwise ignore, thank you for your cooperation!