C410 Midnight Visitor
C410 Midnight Visitor
You dare to touch my fiance? You must be tired of living.
Because of an unfortunate marriage, she was doted upon by the Helan Family, and any man who dared to provoke her would end up in a terrible situation. Forget about Yue Zitong, even if she was still the young miss of the Yue Clan, she had to be cautious in order to protect Lee Nanfang.
Lee Nanfang understood the meaning behind Yue Zitong's words and was slightly touched. He didn't want to go against her good intentions anymore, isn't it just accompanying that woman to go to the Southern Frontier?
Why did Helan Xiaoxin want to go to Southern Frontier, and why did she ask him to go with her? Lee Nanfang didn't need to spend too much effort to think of the reason.
It seems that she already knew who was behind the Death Killing. Others would already be thankful if a domineering woman like her did not provoke others. Now that there was actually someone who provoked her, it would be weird if she could take this lying down.
As for her request to Lee Nanfang to go with her, it was for two reasons.
One of them wanted to use his trip as an opportunity to be nourished by a man, while the other wanted to take him under his skirt as she knew he was not an ordinary man.
If it was the former type, Lee Nanfang would feel a sense of accomplishment just by imagining that he was able to make the big miss of Helan Family, Holan Fusu's own sister, want to die.
However, if it was the latter, Lee Nanfang, who was loyal to love, refused her righteously, then his fate would not be too good.
Lee Nanfang didn't care. After all, he had experienced too much. The conceited Helan Xiaoxin was just a small ditch in his eyes. He could walk through it by tiptoeing.
Thinking of the word "small sewer", Lee Nanfang, who walked to the door of the guest room, subconsciously looked down at his right thumb, and a wave of hot air rushed up from his lower abdomen.
It seemed like he would have to face the wall or something tonight.
There were two top class beauties at home, and both of them had had relationships before. However, Lee Nanfang didn't expect that someone would sneak up on his bed and stay there until daybreak.
The legend of two monks carrying water and three monks not drinking water was very appropriate under the current circumstances.
After switching on the lights in the guest room, Lee Nanfang sighed.
Although Director Yue said that he had cleaned up the room for him, he didn't dare to hope that she would be that virtuous.
It turned out that Lee Nanfang was right. The guest room was still as clean as it was when he first arrived.
It was the same hard bed. Not to mention the pillow, there was not even a single sheet on it.
When Lee Nanfang came to the Yue Clan last time, it was July, so sleeping on the wooden bed wasn't much of a problem. However, it was already mid-autumn, the temperature difference between day and night was huge, if he didn't cover himself with a blanket at night, he would definitely feel cold.
Looking at the empty wooden bed, he felt a little bored, but he also felt that Yue Zitong was too childish. Did she really think that he was still the same as before and had to live in this house and accept all of her ravages?
However, there was no problem for one night. Tomorrow night, Lee Nanfang would definitely not stay here anymore.
No matter what, he was already the boss worth tens of millions and was qualified to stay in a Star hotel.
He turned his head to look outside, and coincidentally, Yue Zitong was also looking in his direction. The instant their gazes met, his aunt hurriedly lowered her head. This was the expression of a guilty conscience.
It seemed like this child knew his own limits and knew that doing such a thing was too petty.
"Good night."
After forcing Yue Zitong to be unable to face her conscience, Lee Nanfang smiled in satisfaction and closed the door.
It was only around 9 pm, so Lee Nanfang wasn't used to sleeping so early. However, he was a bit tired after being abused by the ghost woman last night and having to resist. He forgot to play around and quickly fell asleep.
After an unknown period of time, Lee Nanfang felt a little cold and opened his eyes while curling up his legs.
A chilly wind blew over, and the hands of the female ghost that seemed to be magnified by tens of times gently caressed his body.
Alright, there's no need to describe it as literary or artistic. It's just that the windows were left open and the temperature after midnight was even lower. Damp cold air was drifting in from the windows.
Lee Nanfang was obviously cold, but he was too lazy to get up. He once again curled up his legs, hugged his chest and closed his eyes. This was also the normal reaction of many people.
Just as he was about to fall asleep again, he opened his eyes once more, completely devoid of sleep.
He heard light footsteps.
It was like a cat stealthily approaching its prey. It stopped every step of the way and was very careful.
The footsteps came from the stairs on the second floor. It was probably one of the two women who came downstairs.
Since they weren't strangers, Lee Nanfang didn't need to pay any more attention to what was going on. That way, it would hinder his rest. He yawned and closed his eyes again.
However, the footsteps were getting closer and closer to his room.
Could it be that Lee Nanfang's conclusion that the three monks were not capable of drinking water was wrong? Were these two women going against the fable and challenging the common sense?
The one who came was most likely Helan Xiaoxin. This woman couldn't stand the loneliness any longer, so she secretly ran over in the dark of the night to try tasting the taste of life and death once again.
With this thought in mind, Lee Nanfang's heart burned up and his throat started to dry up.
When a man does that, he won't feel cold even in a world of ice and snow.
However, Lee Nanfang was disappointed when he heard a slight movement from the keyhole.
The only one who could open the door with the spare key was Yue Zitong.
He didn't mind being 'filial' to his aunt, but Yue Zitong was more attractive to him than Helan Xiaoxin.
Conquering a woman with the pleasure of revenge was far more stimulating than living a legal life for the couple.
During the day, the sound of the door opening could not be heard, but in the middle of the night, the faint creaking sound was very ear-piercing.
The door was slowly pushed open. Borrowing the starlight from outside the window, Lee Nanfang, who was slightly squinting, could see a blurry white shadow. Instead, it was a delicate fragrance.
What was she doing here?
Could it be that Helan Xiaoxin's stay here gave her a sense of crisis, so she decided to bring out some real materials to help stabilize the situation, so that I can have a taste of the sweetness first?
While Lee Nanfang was thinking this, Yue Zitong walked in barefooted and tiptoed to the window. She bent over and covered him with a soft quilt.
Lee Nanfang was overthinking it.
Her aunt had sneaked in at midnight not to improve their personal relationship, but to deliver quilts to him due to the cold weather.
The discovery of conscience, not bad.
Lee Nanfang felt warm. It wasn't just from the quilt. After you deliver the quilt, you should hurry up and leave, or else you should just sneak in. I dare to guarantee that under your nightgown, it should be a vacuum.
I don't go, and don't get into bed, always standing in front of the bed bent motionless, cool as jade hand, really like an elder stroked my face, what is this?
He waited for a long time, but didn't see Lee Nanfang, who took the initiative to crawl into bed. He was a bit unhappy, so he pretended to mutter "yes" in his sleep and turned his back to her, snoring softly.
I want it, I want it!
Do you hear me?
Do you want to, say it again?
The brothers sensed it, but the Black Dragon did not move at all. It seemed like the shadow left by the ghost girl was too scary. It did not dare to show itself again, trying to bewitch Lee Nanfang into doing something bad.
Just when Lee Nanfang was about to remind Yue Zitong again, a dull thud was heard coming from the living room outside the door. It must have been something that hit the stairs.
It was too quiet in the middle of the night. He could clearly hear the hiss and hiss of cold air coming from the other side of the stairs.
Yue Zitong immediately straightened herself up and quickly walked to the door and looked outside.
Then, she turned around and looked around. She extended her hand to pull down the brocade blanket that was just covering Lee Nanfang's body. Her body bent down like a grandson and with a flash, the White Shadow disappeared.
Lee Nanfang opened his eyes and wanted to laugh.
His aunt, who was so icy cold and Yu Jie, had actually snuck under his wooden bed.
When he was under the drill, he finally remembered to place the blanket on the ground. This prevented others from seeing that Lee Nanfang had already been covered by the blanket.
The creaking of the door opening sounded out once more.
Lee Nanfang, who was lying flat on the bed, slightly opened his right eye. Before he could see the figure of the person, the sweet smell that was the favorite of the imperial concubine rushed in.
Unlike Yue Zitong, who always thought she was a snow lotus, the nightgown in the cupboard in her room was clean and white. Sister Heran really liked black.
In this respect, white represents purity, while black represents sexuality.
Actually, Lee Nanfang also really liked women wearing black pajamas. When the black and white mirror each other, it would emit more enchanting and irritating than the other. This was the main reason why women wearing black attracted more attention than wearing white.
After opening the door, Helan Xiaoxin did not immediately enter. Instead, she stood motionlessly in the doorway, slightly tilting her head and pretending that she was listening attentively.
She was listening.
When they were walking down the stairs, Sister Xin's left knee had accidentally hit the stairs because of the poor lighting and the unfamiliar terrain. Her intuition told her that the pain must have been excruciating, especially in the dark.
She was afraid that she would shock Yue Zitong.
Actually, Helan Xiaoxin, who was half dead tired from washing the pots and pans, didn't plan to look for Lee Nanfang.
One reason was that it was possible for Yue Zitong to find out about it and affect their sisterhood.
Secondly, she was afraid that her irrational actions would disrupt her plans.
However, after lying down, although he was tired to the point that his bones ached, he just couldn't fall asleep.
Stealthily doing this kind of thing, compared to doing it openly, it was even more fun, it was definitely an unforgettable thing for a lifetime.
In the end, her physical needs overcame her rationality. It was as if she had raised a cat and kept scratching her heart with its claws. She couldn't hold it in any longer.
Sister Xin had specifically visited Lee Nanfang's room before and even praised Yue Zitong's ingenuity — how great. Even if she found out, she would have an excuse saying that he couldn't bear the cold and went to deliver the blanket to her.
Sister Xin was a scheming woman. Even if she couldn't resist the thirst, she still had to think over and over again to find the best solution.
Before she carried the quilt out, she taped her mouth shut …
This way, when she couldn't help but scream, there was no need to scream anymore.