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

Xiahou Huan'er's beautiful eyes suddenly widened, she looked at him in disbelief, picked up a piece of stuff that was so charred that she couldn't identify it with her chopsticks, and put it into her mouth.

Calm and calm.

His face didn't change color, and his brows didn't even frown.

Xiahou Huan'er and Love were stunned at the same time.

It was so quiet that you could even hear a needle drop on the ground, except for the crackling sound of him eating 'coke'.

Seeing his chopsticks sticking out towards 'coke' again, Xiahou Huan'er quickly stretched out her hand to hold his wrist, blushing: "Actually, if you waste a little food, you won't be struck by lightning, but it will ruin your stomach if you barely eat it."

Dongfang Xing squinted her eyes, her face was frosty, she slapped her palm away, and the chopsticks still reached out to 'Coke', picked it up, and stuffed it into her mouth.

What is this guy trying to do?

Xiahou Huan'er struggled for a while, and finally stretched out her chopsticks, grabbed the 'coke', and said proudly: "We share the difficulties."

Before her chopsticks touched the plates, he slapped them away, and he moved the two plates of 'coke' to a place where she couldn't hold them.

Under the terrified eyes of the two women, Dongfang Xing silently and coldly killed the two plates of 'coke'.

In the end, Xiahou Huan'er concluded with a sigh: So he likes to eat different foods, and the corpse king is indeed the corpse king, with unique taste, and he cannot be generalized with others.

But is this really the case?

one by one

It was getting dark, Dongfang Xing went to the study, Xiahou Huan'er and Love were watching TV in the hall.

Unexpectedly, in the TV series 500 years later, the scale of ambiguity far exceeds her imagination. Looking at the men and women who wanton sex on the big screen, and listening to the groans and groans of death, Xiahou Huan'er suddenly said: His tongue was dry, his body gradually became hot, and his body was restless.

And Love watched with relish, eating snacks, without blinking his eyes, for fear of missing a certain action detail.

Xiahou Huan'er couldn't help sighing that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and the waves before rush to die on the beach, each generation is more bold and unrestrained.

She struggled for a while, and said, "Love, I'm tired and go back to my room to rest, you can see for yourself."

Love didn't even raise his head, nodded, mouth full of snacks, and said vaguely: "Miss, good night."

Xiahou Huan'er almost escaped back to the bedroom.

Leaning his back against the door, he reached out to cover his beating heart.

Her face was so hot, her breath was short of breath, her heart was beating so fast, her body was constantly heating up, and the commotion in her body became more and more intense.

The blending and lingering body on the screen, the groaning and groaning in my ears, I can't get rid of it.

The more entangled she was, the stronger her desire and desire became, the more she wanted, she wished she could run into the study, throw down the only man in the room, and ruthlessly ravage her.

"Damn it, it's coming again." It must be the beast gene in her body that was at work, Xiahou Huan'er quickly picked up the pill on the bedside table and swallowed it, then poured a large bathtub of cold water into it and jumped in to soak.

I don't know whether it was the pills that worked or the cold water. The body temperature gradually dropped and the commotion calmed down.

It wasn't until she felt cold that she got up from the bathtub, wrapped a towel around her body, and walked out of the bathroom with weak legs.

When her eyes fell on the tall and steep figure on the sofa, her head exploded with a bang.

A masculine aura of pure masculinity floated in the air, and the temperature that had just dropped immediately rose slowly.

She stood at the door of the bathroom, her heart trembling violently: "Why are you here?"

Wronged Lord Xing swallowed 'coke'.