Strongest Guard

When he looked at the white ceiling, the glass chandelier, the white cloth sofa and the wine cabinet at the bottom of the west wall, Lee Nanfang suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.    

What was home?    

For a grown man, the home of his parents and sisters was not his home.    

From the moment she stepped into the house, she would feel warm in her heart and relax with all of her heart. After taking off her Stinky Sock, she sat down on the sofa and bent over her feet as she watched her wife busy herself in the kitchen. When the children played around by her side, they would feel proud and proud.    

Of course, Yue Zitong didn't like being the person Lee Nanfang wished for. This home wasn't his real home, but so what, he didn't forget the feeling of being in someone else's warm embrace in the city police station.    

It was so warm that it made him feel nostalgic. He wished that he could be like that in the future. How nice it was for every strong man to have a fragile heart that needed a woman's gentleness to comfort him.    

"My heart is actually very weak."    

Lee Nanfang glanced around the living room affectionately before he murmured as he pushed open the door, "Hopefully, in the future — Yue Zitong, can you not ruin my beautiful expectations by being so despicable and ridiculous?"    

The sickening gentleness on Li Jun's face was shattered after she pushed open the door. She wondered if there was something wrong with her eyes. She subconsciously raised her hand to rub it a few times before turning back to look at the living room and his room.    

There was nothing wrong with his eyes. Everything he saw was real.    

The living room outside the door was magnificent, and the bedroom inside the door was so clean that it made one's hair stand on end.    

It was so clean that only this word could describe the bedroom Yue Zitong had meticulously prepared for Lee Nanfang. It was just a single bed, and it was the kind of old single bed.    

Other than this wooden bed, there was not a single piece of furniture in the guest room.    

There was a hanging air conditioner on the wall, but Lee Nanfang was sure that even if the Great Firmament had arrived, he wouldn't be able to turn the air conditioner on.    

Even more outrageous was the cleanliness of the wooden bed. There wasn't even a pillow on it. Let alone the sheets and other things, it would be good to use some straw to cover the bed, right?    

There were villas outside the door, and inside the door was the slums.    

Yue Zitong must have put in a lot of effort to clean up the room.    

The good mood Mr. Lee had just been in was instantly ruined. Anger rose from the bottom of his heart as he turned around and shouted towards the bedroom on the second floor, "Yue Zitong!"    

Yue Zitong must have been waiting for Mr. Lee's call. Before he finished his sentence, he appeared in the corridor outside the door. She frowned in dissatisfaction. "It's so late at night, what are you screaming for?"    

This woman has definitely already thought of which sharp and harsh words to use in order to refute my protest. Hehe, how can laozi allow you to do as you wish?    

Seeing the hidden evil interest in Yue Zitong's shining eyes, Lee Nanfang sneered in his heart, but on the surface, tears of gratitude quickly surfaced: "How do you know I love sleeping on a wooden bed the most? "Aunt, you are just like a worm in my stomach, twisting around and around in my intestines, not fearing to be digested by my gastric juice in the slightest …"    

"Lee Nanfang, you are courting death!"    

Yue Zitong began to feel nauseous. She raised her hand and slapped the railing of the corridor, then rushed down quickly. As she ran, she rolled up the sleeves of her nightgown. She gritted her teeth in a terrifying manner.    

It was definitely due to Lee Nanfang's disgusting words that Yue Zitongfeng lost her mind. When she was rushing down the stairs, she accidentally stepped on the corner of her robe and stumbled onto the stairs, screaming as she rolled down.    

"Ha, ha, ha!"    

Lee Nanfang started to laugh maniacally: "This is what you call being able to live even if you have done something wrong. You can't live if you have done something wrong!"    

Bang! Yue Zitong's forehead slammed into the handrail of the mahogany staircase before she finally managed to roll down the last flight of stairs. The stars in her eyes were shooting up and she could still hear the scoffing bastard, "F * ck, you're only a special agent at this level? I think it would be better to be a model. Her long legs are so white. And this small waist, is it enough for two feet? Does little watermelon have 36 e? "He probably is …"    

"I will kill you, scum, I will kill you!"    

Yue Zitong yelled in anger. She raised her hand to lift the nightgown that was covering her head. When she got up, she saw that Lee Nanfang had disappeared and the door to the guest room was tightly closed.    

"You think you can just hide in the house? "Get out here, get out here right now!"    

Gritting her teeth, Yue Zitong rushed to the door of the guest room and kicked it, not caring about the pain in her forehead.    

Fortunately, the door was made of red wood, so it was sturdy enough. Lee Nanfang leaned against the door and let her kick it so hard that it sounded like a mountain.    

"Open the door!"    

Yue Zitong's voice came from outside.    

Lee Nanfang retorted, "Do you think I'm an idiot for opening the door for you to beat me up?"    

Yue Zitong no longer said anything, nor did she kick the door. Lee Nanfang looked vigilantly towards the window.    

As expected, Yue Zitong appeared outside the window a moment later. She opened the screen window and jumped on the windowsill with a baseball bat in her hand. It was a sign that she was going to murder her husband.    

When Yue Zitong rushed out of the guest room, Lee Nanfang had already ran out of the living room.    

She chased after him. Lee Nanfang jumped up to the window like a rabbit and jumped into the guest room.    

Yue Zitong was finally tired after repeated attempts. She held onto the door frame with her left hand and pointed at Lee Nanfang, who was standing at the living room entrance with her right. She panted heavily, "Scum, scum. If you have the ability, don't run."    

Lee Nanfang shamelessly said, "If you have the ability, don't chase after him."    

"Fine, I want to see how long you can hide from me."    

Yue Zitong was too lazy to bicker with him. She tapped him a few times with her fingers before walking towards the stairs.    

After watching her enter the bedroom and heavily close the door, Lee Nanfang curled his lips and also returned to the guest room.    

Yue Zitong returned to the bedroom, washed her face, and sat down at the dressing table. She examined her forehead in the mirror.    

Her forehead was a bit swollen, but it didn't matter. She believed that it would be cleared tomorrow morning, but the anger in her heart was still burning. If she didn't bring the scene back tonight and beat up that scumbag until his teeth fell all over the ground, then she wouldn't be able to sleep.    

After changing into a clean and crisp sports suit, she tied up her shoelaces tightly and did a warm-up exercise with her arms and legs stretched out in front of the window. When she was at the door, she slowly opened it a crack and observed her surroundings to make sure there was no movement, before picking up the baseball bat behind the door and sneaking out like a cat.    

He pushed the door of the guest room, but of course it wouldn't budge.    

Yue Zitong laughed silently. "Scum, you think I won't be able to get in just because you've locked the door? Don't forget that this is my home, I have the key to every room."    

Yue Zitong took out the spare key and slowly inserted it into the keyhole. She twisted it clockwise — It seemed like the scum had been prepared for her sneak attack in the middle of the night. He had done something to the lock in advance.    

If he used brute force to kick open the door, it would definitely cause a lot of noise, and that guy would definitely jump out the window and escape.    

Yue Zitong was a little depressed, but her eyes lit up as she turned around and walked out of the living room.    

It was the beginning of June and the sky was overcast tonight. She didn't believe that Lee Nanfang would be able to endure the heat and lock up the windows in a guest room without any air-conditioning or fans.    

Sure enough, the window was half open, only the screen was closed.    

Yue Zitong thought it would be better to poke a few small eyes in the screen so that the mosquito could get in and drink his blood.    

I don't believe that a dignified top secret service agent like me can't take care of a scum like you who got beaten up by a woman to the point of wetting his pants!    

Yue Zitong leaned under the window like a thief and listened for a while. Then, she quietly stood up and slowly opened the screen window.    

The room was dark, and there was nothing to be seen, but a sickening snoring sound could be heard.    

It seemed like he was exhausted after being cruelly beaten by that tigress in the city government. Only then could he quickly fall asleep.    

Scum, just die!    

Yue Zitong, who had stepped onto the windowsill, suddenly jumped as if she was a thief who was about to commit a crime for the first time. She was so excited that she was scared, as if someone was going to catch her at any moment.    

Tsk, this is my own house, why should I be afraid?    

Yue Zitong snickered inwardly. When the leopard cat slipped from the windowsill to the guest room, its snoring was still continuing. It was laughable that the kid still didn't know that bad luck had arrived!    

When she got down from the windowsill, her right leg seemed to have been blocked by something like a shoelace. But before she could react, she felt something fall from the top of her head. She subconsciously raised her hand to block it.    

Clang! Clang!    

Yue Zitong's right hand came in contact with the object. It was an iron basin with half a basin of water inside. Her right hand fended off the water, causing it to fall down onto the ground. The sound it made was quite ear-piercing in the dark night.    

He knew I would come through the window, so he put a basin of water on top of it!    

Yue Zitong was indeed an extremely intelligent person. Her brain worked quickly, and she figured out what was going on the moment she was doused in the water.    

The most important thing was that the water in the basin was still emitting a strong smell of Stinky Foot.    

This is foot washing water!    

"Li — — Nanfang!"    

At the same time Yue Zitong screamed, Lee Nanfang's surprised voice came from the darkness, "Ah, who, who, is that little thief!?"    

Alright, as long as you are still in the room, I will have the chance to repay you with interest!    

Yue Zitong was so flustered that her teeth were about to shatter. She took a big stride to the bed and turned on the lighting switch on the wall.    

This was her house, and of course she knew where the switch was.    

When the lights came on, Yue Zitong had already raised her baseball bat high in the air. Just as she was about to swing it down like a thunderbolt, she froze.    

Lee Nanfang was indeed lying on the bed.    

However, this shameless, despicable bastard, whose bones were turned into ashes after a thousand cuts, was now naked. He was sprawled on the bed with an evil smile on his face, looking at some stunned girl.    

Yue Zitong really wanted to knock herself out. She didn't even know how she got out of the guest room and into her bedroom. All she knew was that when she fell down on the bed and covered her head with the blanket, the ugly thing was still there, swaying in front of her eyes.    

Yes, she had that sort of relationship with scum a long time ago, but when she was in the water, she didn't see how disgusting that thing was.