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

He stretched out his hand, pinched her chin, stared at her intently, and said word by word: "I want you to stay by my side, so I proposed marriage."

Xiahou Huan'er snorted immediately: "Hey...why didn't you propose to me before going to bed?"

Yeah, why didn't you propose to her before going to bed?Just the day after they had sex, he couldn't wait to propose. What did he mean?

Judging by her appearance, she seemed to really disdain his proposal.

Dongfang Xing was silent.

The two stared at each other.

Looking at her for a while, Dongfang Xing withdrew his hand, said with a sullen face, "Withdraw the proposal just now."

What? !

Xiahou Huan'er was in a mess, and stared at him, even the proposal can be withdrawn?Ah, does he really want to propose marriage?

Master Xing stood up, sat down beside her, put his arm possessively on her shoulder, and said flatly: "When you want to get married, then propose."

What does it mean to propose when she wants to get married?

Is his subtext trying to tell her, when she wants to get married, tell him, and then he proposes?

Xiahou Huan'er has the urge to vomit blood, does she hate marriage so much?Ask him to propose to you yourself.

She kept silent, which made him a little unaccustomed, so he called out in a low voice, "Huan'er."

Xiahou Huan'er was still struggling to respond, and muffledly replied: "What are you doing, you're called a soul."

Squinting at her, he asked in confusion, "Are you unhappy?"

Anyone who is not blind can see three words written on her face: unhappy.

Xiahou Huan'er rolled her eyes, and was about to say something when she suddenly thought of a very professional question, her eyes froze.

"What's wrong?" Dongfang Xing asked with concern.

Xiahou Huan'er had a look of despair on his face, and said in mourning, "It's over, it's over..."

Dongfang Xing was intimidated by her expression as if the sky was falling, and hurriedly asked: "What's the matter?"

Xiahou Huan'er stared at him, flattened her small mouth, raised her small fist, beat him, and said angrily, "Dongfang Xing, you didn't wear a condom last night, what if someone dies?"

God, she's still so young, and in the Mood for Love, just thinking about having a big belly for ten months, and then confinement, and then having to take care of the whole crybaby day and night, she's fucking crazy thriller.

Dongfang Xing's eyes lit up immediately, a look of surprise appeared on his face, the corners of his lips curled up, and he touched her belly with his palm.

Xiahou Huan'er quickly pushed his palm away and scolded: "You are crazy, what are you doing, don't touch it."

Master Xing's complexion suddenly sank, his deep eyes were cold and edgeless, and he said angrily: "I'm sorry, do you dare not let me touch you?"

Xiahou Huan'er worked hard: "I won't give it to you, why should I touch it for you, why should I?"

"Only because I am the father of the child." These words are authoritative enough.

"Damn it, I haven't written my horoscope yet, do you think your son is crazy?" He really thinks that she already has his son in her belly, it's too beautiful.

Master Xing was very calm, and said solemnly: "I drew so many strokes in you last night, it's already done."

Xiahou Huan'er was horrified at once, the sullen Master Xing actually said pornographic jokes, after a man has sex, will he become this kind of virtue?

"I've worked so hard to sow seeds, so one seed will germinate. I have to ask San Niang to prepare tonics and stew them for you." Dongfang Xing said, pinching her thin face with his fingers, and said with disgust, "There is no such thing as a face. , I have to gain weight, I am too thin, and it is very hard to give birth to a child."