Strongest Guard

This was Lee Nanfang's point of view. Sometimes, he would even think about it in a dirty way. The more he liked women, the more demanding he would have on the aspect of men.    

Using this point of view, Lee Nanfang discovered that Helan Xiaoxin's gluttony far surpassed Yue Zitong's. Seems like this woman was over sixty years old, she would also be the kind of woman that gets married every night. Any man who marries her would be very likely to die young.    

Helan Xiaoxin had no idea that Lee Nanfang, who was peeking at her, was actually so despicable that he could even gnaw on a phoenix claw.    

Actually, in public, Sister Xin's manner of eating was still very graceful. She looked like she couldn't endure the hunger and thirst in her current state. It was simply because she had no one by her side.    

One was a close friend who knew her character, and the other was a man who had tortured her most of the night. He was already considered to be someone on his own, so he really didn't need to care about her so-called manners.    

Seeing her eating posture, Lee Nanfang's Adam's apple rolled. Thinking back to the day when he cured her of the poison, it didn't seem like — thinking about how wonderful it was, he suddenly felt his left leg being pinched by a pair of pliers. It really hurt.    

Lee Nanfang's mouth twitched. He picked up his bowl of soup and looked down. He saw a small, white foot using its toes to twist the flesh of the leg. It was twisting it back and forth very hard, just like a pair of pincers.    

After seeing a beauty, one would first look at her legs before truly understanding how to appreciate beauty.    

When Lee Nanfang first came into the living room, his eyes swept across the legs of the two women. Helan Xiaoxin was wearing black silk, while Yue Zitong was not.    

Then, who else could it be other than his aunt, who was it that had grabbed his leg?    

F * ck, aren't we just watching Helan Xiaoxin suck her fingers? We are thinking how great she would feel if she were to blow on us.    

The ancients had already said that they were wrong and innocent. What right did you have to meddle in other people's business?    

Oh, she's cutting off my welfare. If that's the case, then don't let her live in your house.    

After Lee Nanfang felt that his foot was getting more and more forceful, he felt very unhappy. On the surface, he pretended not to have any expression, but the bowl's mouth slowly tilted and the seaweed egg soup turned into a line and dripped down.    

This fellow was truly black-hearted. The soup in his bowl was still very hot. Once it dripped onto that white and tender foot, even if it did not immediately bubble, it would definitely heat up.    

My dear aunt, you wait and jump up screaming as if you have been stung by a scorpion.    

"You can't blame me for that, I accidentally spilled some soup." Lee Nanfang smiled darkly in his heart, but just as the soup was about to fall on him, he quickly retracted his foot, causing his scheme to fail.    

Damn, this little slut's reaction speed is pretty fast.    

While Lee Nanfang was cursing in his heart, Yue Zitong spoke: "Sister Xin, what do you think I hate the most?"    

Helan Xiaoxin, who was eating heartily, was momentarily stunned. She asked casually, "What is it?"    

"What a waste."    

"What's a waste?"    

Helan Xiaoxin directly took action. Picking up another phoenix claw, she asked vaguely while chewing on it.    

She was enjoying her meal and didn't notice what the man and woman beside her were doing.    

"What a waste of food."    

Yue Zitong picked up a stalk of ginger root and said slowly, "Some people forget that they had starved just a few days ago and purposely waste food when they eat. "Sister Xin, you're smart enough to think of an idiom for me to describe a fellow who deserves to be struck by a thousand blades of lightning."    

"Simple."    

Helan Xiaoxin bit down on the chicken claw and said, "Pig is worse than dog."    

Pig and dog are not as good as this idiom. It was originally meant to describe a person as having a low personality and an extremely bad character.    

"Is he worse than a pig or dog?"    

Yue Zitong was a little puzzled. "This idiom doesn't seem to have anything to do with wasting food, does it?"    

"Why is it okay? Listen to what Sister Xin has to say to you. "    

Helan Xiaoxin explained, "You have to understand it that way. When the pigs and dogs were eating, they did not care about the fact that food was not easy to come by. But after it had finished eating the food in the trough, it would lick the food that had spilled onto the ground with its tongue. But humans wouldn't. They would only let their food be wasted in vain. If he's not inferior to pigs and dogs, then what is he? "    

"Wonderful, wonderful."    

Yue Zitong was suddenly enlightened. She looked at Lee Nanfang and said, "Sister Xin's new solution for being inferior to a pig and a dog is simply too wonderful. It has gone down to the third level."    

"Of course, who am I, Sister Xin?" My mouth can talk about dead people — eh? "    

While Sister Xin was proudly showing off, she suddenly stopped moving and opened her eyes wide.    

"What's wrong?"    

When she realized that something was wrong with her, Yue Zitong stopped picking up the Lotus Root Starch.    

"Nothing, nothing, just that my throat was stuck with chicken bones." Cough, cough! "    

In order to prove that the chicken bone had indeed choked her throat, Helan Xiaoxin raised her hand to cover her mouth, bent over and violently coughed.    

"It's okay, right? Have you spat it out? "    

Yue Zitong raised her hand and patted her back with concern.    

"No, no, cough!"    

Helan Xiaoxin waved her hand and continued coughing.    

The chicken bones stuck in her throat. That could kill her. Yue Zitong didn't dare to slack off and hurriedly stood up and walked towards the kitchen, saying that she was going to get the vinegar.    

People always say that when children eat fish, they inadvertently choke their throats. They have to drink vinegar quickly to melt it. Yue Zitong heard it from somewhere and felt that vinegar could also deal with chicken bones.    

"Kid, what is this?"    

The moment Yue Zitong walked into the kitchen, Helan Xiaoxin, who had an annoyed expression, raised her head and asked in a low voice while glaring fiercely at Lee Nanfang.    

"About that, it's a misunderstanding, a pure misunderstanding." Can you let go of your leg and let her see that it's not good? "    

Lee Nanfang explained with great embarrassment. He raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, not daring to look at the other party.    

Lee Nanfang wasn't satisfied with not being able to boil Yue Zitong's feet into the shape of a pig's hoof with hot soup. He secretly removed her socks and, like her, secretly reached under the table. No matter where he was, he directly pinched a piece of her flesh.    

Lee Nanfang's toes were much more powerful than Yue Zitong's. It was no less than a pair of pincers. He reckoned that he could turn Aunt Yue's tender flesh into purple and green meat. And this was all due to the mercy of his feet.    

He was sure that even if Yue Zitong was strangled to death in front of Helan Xiaoxin, she wouldn't dare to show it on the spot.    

Lee Nanfang was observing Yue Zitong from the corner of his eyes when he saw that her body suddenly became stiff. What kind of cute reaction would she have?    

F * ck, I twisted the wrong person.    

Lee Nanfang immediately knew he twisted his target. Just as he was about to retract his leg, he was caught by two legs.    

If he tried to pull back, it would definitely cause Helan Xiaoxin to fall back and be discovered by Yue Zitong. That wouldn't be good.    

"Release your legs? Kid, you sound very simple. "    

Helan Xiaoxin sneered and whispered, "You've already plucked quite a few hairs off Sister Xin's lower body, and you want me to let you off so easily?"    

F * ck, how could he say that?    

The rudeness in Helan Xiaoxin's words made Lee Nanfang speechless. He smiled in embarrassment: "T-you can't just pick me up, can you? If she finds out, she'll think we -- "    

"What do you think we are?"    

Helan Xiaoxin asked, "Were we having an affair in front of your aunt and fiancee?"    

Lee Nanfang didn't say anything, so it could be considered as tacit agreement.    

Although he had that kind of relationship with Helan Xiaoxin and Yue Zitong also knew about it, it was from the perspective of 'healing people'. No matter who knew, they had to give a thumbs-up to Mr. Lee and say he was a good man.    

However, if Yue Zitong knew that his Stinky Foot was about to take another step forward, it would be a humiliation to her.    

Lee Nanfang could humiliate Yue Zitong in other ways, but not in this way.    

"Sister Xin, come quickly and drink some vinegar."    

Just as Helan Xiaoxin was about to threaten Lee Nanfang's agreement to a certain condition, Yue Zitong ran out of the kitchen with a vinegar bottle in her hand.    

"Cough, cough, no need. It's much better now. "    

Helan Xiaoxin was also worried that Yue Zitong would find out about this. She released her leg, coughed a few times, and waved her hands repeatedly, saying that there was no need.    

Yue Zitong was still worried. "There's really no need for that?"    

"There's really no need."    

Helan Xiaoxin shook her head.    

"That's good. Now I announce that chicken feet will be blacklisted in our family's recipes. Lee Nanfang, did you remember that? "    

"Got it."    

Lee Nanfang, who loved to eat chicken feet the most, replied in a muffled voice. Then, he lowered his head and looked at his right foot.    

Helan Xiaoxin didn't lie — indeed, there were a few curving hairs in the middle of his big toe on his right foot.    

Mr. Lee's appetite was instantly reduced by half when he thought about how he got a few of these things while he was eating.    

"Little Nephew, bring the vinegar back to the kitchen."    

Yue Zitong set her aunt's shelf again, put the vinegar bottle down in front of Lee Nanfang with a "dong" sound.    

Lee Nanfang felt that his right leg was a bit coquettish — Lee Nanfang was just about to fetch some water to wash it, so he was naturally willing to help when he heard Lee Nanfang's words. He picked up the vinegar bottle and walked into the kitchen.    

"Helan Xiaoxin's place must be swollen, right? It's all your fault. "Damn, don't tell me he got a foot infection?"    

Lee Nanfang patted on his right thumb and rubbed it a few more times before feeling that the smell had disappeared.    

Helan Xiaoxin's calmness was definitely worthy of praise. When Lee Nanfang walked out of the kitchen, she smiled and whispered to Yue Zitong. She stared into his eyes with obvious mischief.    

Lee Nanfang wasn't worried that she would tell Yue Zitong about what happened just now, so he naturally ignored her. He picked up his bowl and took a big gulp — his entire body froze as his cheeks puffed out and he was trying his best to hold it in.    

"Sister Xin, please explain the new solution that is worse than pigs and dogs. I think it's better not to be premeditated."    

"Okay, this pig is not as good as the dog. It's just like the pig and dog that are eating —"    

When Helan Xiaoxin gave her vivid explanation again, Lee Nanfang swallowed the rice in his mouth with difficulty.    

He would rather die than be a pig or dog.    

No wonder Yue Zitong took so long to get a vinegar just now.    

No wonder when she came out, her left hand was clenched into a fist. It turned out that she was holding a handful of salt in her hand.    

Lee Nanfang couldn't be bothered to tell others what it would feel like to pour salt into half a bowl of seaweed soup. He picked up his bowl, stood up silently and walked towards the kitchen.    

As soon as he walked in, he heard two women's laughter coming from the restaurant, as if they had just been tricked by a man.    

"Sigh, tonight's dinner tastes really good. Lee Nanfang, you have received heartfelt praise from the two great beauties. Do not be arrogant and continue to work hard. "    

Yue Zitong spoke in an official tone. When she pushed the bowl away, Lee Nanfang took out a coin.