My husband is a wife

Chapter 1182 Want to have a complete home

Xiahou Huan'er burst into tears in her heart, and said with a bitter face, "My foot is really troubled, I don't know if I will be lame this time."

Love couldn't help chuckling and said, "Miss, your leg is only fractured, not amputated. Within a week, knock off the plaster, so you can still walk like flying."

In this advanced century, even if a limb is amputated, it can still be fitted with a mechanical foot that is no different from a real leg. Fractures are just a trivial matter.

Xiahou Huan'er looked at her in surprise: "Really?"

Love nodded: "As long as there are no accidents, it will be fine."

A week, right? Well, she endured it.

"Okay then, help me to the backyard, I want to develop a relationship with the winged beast."

The setting sun hangs above the West Mountain like a goose egg. In the delicate and lush forest, it does not have the vastness and magnificence of a desert sunset, but it has a different kind of beautiful style. Strands of golden light inlaid the verdant forest with dazzling Phnom Penh.

Shining, dazzling, and blooming with the same charming brilliance.

The winged beast was lying on the grass, half-closed its eyes, lazily and comfortably.

Xiahou Huan'er brushed it excitedly, and it occasionally pushed its head against her shoulders, like a child acting coquettishly to her, which made her laugh like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley.

This scene of a man and a beast playing together is so harmonious, forming a perfect landscape in the setting sun.

Dongfang Xing, who had just returned from the zombie camp, put one hand in his pocket and put the other behind his back, squinting, looking at the scene in front of him very strangely.

A warm picture could not help but emerge in my mind.

In the picture, Xiahou Huan'er is playing and playing with three or two children who look like them.

When they saw him coming back, they couldn't wait to fly over, yelling at Dad to hug him.

Is this what home feels like?

Gives a warm and happy feeling.

Ever since he turned into a zombie, this word has long been wiped out in his heart.

At this moment, it vividly appeared in his mind.

He longed, longed to have a complete home.

A family composed of him and Huan'er.

Feeling his burning gaze, Xiahou Huan'er turned her head inadvertently, and saw the tall and steep figure standing under the setting sun, the light and shadow formed a cold but deadly silhouette on him, a smile could not help but appear on the corner of her lips, as if The wife, who was waiting for her husband to come back from work, waved to him: "You are back."

He walked towards her with steady and unrestrained steps, with the corners of his lips slightly hooked, looking at her, and replied naturally: "Well, I'm back."

He seems a little different today.

Xiahou Huan'er looked at his approaching figure in surprise, but couldn't tell what was different, it was strange anyway.

Dongfang Xing came in front of her, his handsome sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, and a tinge of red appeared on his handsome face.

Xiahou Huan'er blinked her beautiful eyes in astonishment, it must be because of the setting sun, how could the cold and majestic corpse king blush?Isn't this a miracle?

Being stared at by her, Master Xing's face was slightly hot, and he hesitated a little.

Why does this atmosphere feel weird to her?

She asked tentatively, "Do you have something to tell me?"

Dongfang Xing nodded and hummed.

Xiahou Huan'er twitched the corners of her lips: "Speak directly if you have something to say, can you be more straightforward?"

The heart is beating violently, what is this man doing hypocritically?

(End of this chapter)