Strongest Guard

Lee Nanfang really wanted to laugh when he saw Loong Chengcheng clenching her teeth and opening her eyes wide.    

    

But he couldn't laugh.    

    

He wanted to laugh but was unable to do so. It was just like having a tummy but not being able to find a toilet. It was quite uncomfortable.    

    

But he had to endure the pain.    

    

Otherwise, this woman would fall out with him.    

    

But even so, one hand still quickly pinched a bit of flesh on his ribs and twisted it.    

    

The pain on Lee Nanfang's face quickly defeated his uncontrollable smile. His entire face was like a bitter gourd. He was so embarrassed that he wanted to scold a stinking woman like this. So what if he was fine?    

    

However, just as he opened his mouth, he closed it again.    

    

A distinct mist appeared in Loong Chengcheng's eyes.    

    

Women are really strange. She was clearly viciously pinching a man, but it was like pinching herself. It hurt so much that she was on the verge of bursting into tears.    

    

Lee Nanfang was most afraid of a woman crying. She had used her hand to grab onto a piece of meat, and a piece of that amazing piece of flesh had been cut off. However, this was far worse than letting her tears fall, causing his heart to ache even more.    

    

Therefore, facing Loong Chengcheng's evil claws, Lee Nanfang pretended to be unharmed and drank some water from his tea cup. Then, he picked up a piece of rice with his chopsticks and slowly chewed it.    

    

He even intentionally closed his eyes, as though he was tasting the taste of a beautiful life. That satisfied look of his made people feel nauseous.    

    

He was already like this, yet he still couldn't stop Loong Chengcheng's tears from falling onto the back of his hand.    

    

No pain under the ribs.    

    

The woman finally retracted her Demon Claw.    

    

Not only did he take back the Demon Claw, but he also lifted up his shirt, lowered his head, and his soft lips pecked at the purple-green skin.    

    

Lee Nanfang was very proud.    

    

Just by paying a small price, he had managed to make the woman's heart ache. He had displayed her extreme gentleness to pacify his injured skin.    

    

"Ordinary men wouldn't be able to see the Demon Claw as nothing, right? Next, shouldn't she ask me coquettishly, why isn't it screaming pain? Do I know that when she pinched me, it hurt me, but it hurt her heart. What should this bro say? "Didn't you say that as long as you're happy, don't even mention pinching my flesh, even if you pinching my head, I would still —"    

    

Thinking of this, Lee Nanfang suddenly screamed and jumped up from his chair.    

    

In the end, he had still underestimated Loong Chengcheng's vicious heart.    

    

While Lee Nanfang was gloating in his heart and enjoying the gentleness of her fragrant lips, this stinking woman suddenly opened her mouth and bit down on the piece of meat below his ribs that was already injured.    

    

A mouthful of blood.    

    

It was more painful than being bitten by a hound.    

    

At the very least, when a hunting dog bites your butt, it will shake its head vigorously.    

    

After Loong Chengcheng bit on Lee Nanfang's soft flesh, she didn't shake her head with force and just tightly hugged his waist.    

    

It was as if he would never stop until he tore off this piece of meat from his ribs.    

    

No matter how magnanimous a man was, he wouldn't be able to endure such brutal destruction. Furthermore, Lee Nanfang wasn't too magnanimous either.    

    

"F * ck, you f * cking let go of my stinky mouth!" "Do you believe that I won't wring out your flesh!?"    

    

Jack cursed and reached for Loong Chengcheng's shoulder, but then slid down it and, as she had done, grabbed a piece of flesh under her ribs.    

    

Due to the fact that she hadn't given birth for too long, the subcutaneous fat of the well-built Loong Chengcheng was much thicker than a man's. This made it convenient for Lee Nanfang to grab her and twist her body clockwise.    

    

Who would say that Lee Nanfang was not a man? He would definitely punch him like a woman trying to pinch someone else's soft meat, and that person's nose would be crooked: "You are so manly, then let's see if you can't let go when you are bitten by a woman!"    

    

Besides, the punishment for pinching a woman's soft flesh under her ribs was much higher than for spanking her buttocks.    

    

He couldn't break her neck just to make her loosen up, right?    

    

That would be cruel.    

    

Lee Nanfang, who was screaming and cursing, felt that when he was pinching Loong Chengcheng, he was using all his strength. He was definitely more cunning than a pair of pincers, but why didn't she let him go?    

    

Blood had already trickled down her chin.    

    

Just as Lee Nanfang was getting angrier, the door was kicked open.    

    

Seven or eight kids with their necks and tattooed arms crowded in the doorway, craning their necks and staring with wide, ignorant eyes.    

    

These rascals were the same people that Lee Nanfang saw when he saw Loong Chengcheng calling and wanted to go out to answer the phone.    

    

After being bitten by Loong Chengcheng who turned into a mad dog, Lee Nanfang's extremely painful screams attracted the attention of these children. They all ran out of the box and came out to watch.    

    

In front of these naughty kids, if Lee Nanfang continued to scream, it would be a mistake on his part.    

    

Why do you say that?    

    

This was because these rascals were all males. In another three to five years, they would have to find a wife and give birth to a child.    

    

Just like how a young girl would leave a deep shadow in her heart when she sees the young woman in pain while giving birth to a child, if Lee Nanfang continued to scream miserably, would these rascals still care about him after seeing him in such a miserable state?    

    

If he didn't love women, with whom would he reproduce?    

    

If they couldn't reproduce, then who could continue to pay for old age insurance after dozens of years? Who could shoulder the heavy responsibility of supporting a large number of old people and allow a scheming businessman like Boss Lee to exploit them?    

    

Therefore, in order to have a few decades of happiness for his peers, even if Lee Nanfang's bones were to go numb from the pain, his entire body would tremble and he would squeeze out a smile. He slowly sat on the chair, picked up the wine cup and took a sip before raising his head and saying: "Come in, have a drink?"    

    

None of the devilish children came in, and they only gave him a thumbs up in unison, praising him, "Bro, you're too awesome!"    

    

"Sigh, I can't not be awesome."    

    

After the group of well-behaved kids closed the door considerately, Lee Nanfang let out a heavy sigh, picked up his chopsticks, and specifically picked up the dishes that were red in color.    

    

Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to color complement.    

    

The main idea was that if a person's hair was black, then they should eat black food like black sesame seeds, which would make their hair even darker and brighter.    

    

If the blood is red, then eat more red food to replenish your blood.    

    

Now Lee Nanfang is in a state of blood loss and desperately needs blood.    

    

The pain was so unbearable that it was like his skin was being torn apart, causing him to scream in pain.    

    

But when the pain lasted more than a dozen seconds — that was all.    

    

The tomato stewed beef made by this restaurant tasted really good. It was almost as good as Lee Nanfang.    

    

Loong Chengcheng finally raised her head.    

    

His mouth was filled with blood.    

    

Just like a beautiful vampire.    

    

Lee Nanfang didn't even look at her as he continued to eat and drink with a calm expression.    

    

Very quickly, the beer glass ran out.    

    

All the beer bottles were empty. Luckily, when Chairman Chung asked for alcohol, he also asked for two bottles of white wine.    

    

However, after everyone drank beer happily, they forgot that there was a white wine under the table.    

    

Lee Nanfang bent over and reached out his hand, but Loong Chengcheng grabbed it first just as he was about to reach for the white wine.    

    

Lee Nanfang didn't look at her. He just treated her like air. He continued to eat and picked up his teacup.    

    

A burning pain came from under his ribs, but it was soon followed by a refreshing feeling spread from his wounds into his limbs and bones, making him feel rather comfortable.    

    

This was what Loong Chengcheng did to Lee Nanfang's wound after dipping a tissue into the white wine.    

    

This stinking woman was simply too inhumane.    

    

Although he didn't manage to bite off a piece of flesh from Lee Nanfang's ribs, it was still a mess of flesh and blood.    

    

After biting her, did she really think that Lee Nanfang would be able to forgive her after cleaning her wounds with white wine?    

    

It was simply a dream.    

    

Loong Chengcheng obviously hoped that her beautiful dream would come true. After cleaning Lee Nanfang's bite wound, she pulled out her cotton shirt, cut a cut with a nail clipper and soaked in white spirit for a moment before folding it carefully and applying the liquid to the wound.    

    

Lee Nanfang still ignored her and treated her like nothing.    

    

However, seeing that she removed her left shoe, Lee Nanfang, who didn't know what was going on, almost opened his mouth and asked her what she was doing as he raised his left leg sexy and started to take off his stockings.    

    

Fortunately, he didn't open his mouth.    

    

It effectively retains his cool man's style when he's really angry.    

    

Loong Chengcheng used practical actions to explain why she took off the black silk.    

    

The woman must have thought of using the toilet bowl and used the stockings as a bandage to wrap around the shirt on Lee Nanfang's waist.    

    

After wrapping the two black silk threads around Lee Nanfang's waist, Loong Chengcheng put down his shirt for him, held the bottle up high, took a big gulp, rinsed a few mouthfuls, and spat it back into the bottle.    

    

This was simply a waste of food. After death, he would go down to the eighteen levels of hell.    

    

Looking at the wine, which had turned light red, Lee Nanfang raised his eyebrows a few times. He couldn't stand the anger anymore and was about to smack the table with his hand, but he saw Loong Chengcheng standing up, tidying up her messy clothes, and picking up a small bag from the back of the chair.    

    

She actually left?    

    

After biting Lee Nanfang, he left without a word!    

    

Lee Nanfang really wanted to chase after her, grab her arm and fiercely ask her why.    

    

Why?    

    

Lee Nanfang thought about it and decided not to.    

    

Why?    

    

Wasn't it because Loong Chengcheng had put on a fierce front and said that her Dali was actually bullying her man? Lee Nanfang couldn't help but want to laugh.    

    

Oh, to be precise, to laugh at.    

    

Do you think you're still the big miss of Ming Zhu Loong Family?    

    

You have long been expelled from your family by the Loong Family, so don't look so arrogant in front of Lao Chang and his wife.    

    

Is she very strong?    

    

In front of a genuine noble like Dali, one simply did not have the ability.    

    

He clearly didn't have the right to argue with others, yet he acted as if he could destroy them at any time. Wasn't this pretending — how could Lee Nanfang not find it funny?    

    

Laugh if you want to, is that wrong?    

    

What's more, Lee Nanfang didn't laugh.    

    

Then why did she think that he had hurt her pride so badly? That was why she turned angry and turned into a puppy and bit him.    

    

Was there even a place to argue?    

    

It was really strange.    

    

Lee Nanfang was already strolling on the streets of Beijing. The more he thought about it, the more regretful he felt.    

    

He shouldn't have mocked Loong Chengcheng.    

    

Loong Chengcheng, who had lost everything because she was courting her own death, was now extremely sensitive, and was afraid that others would look down on her. Therefore, she put on an unapproachable attitude in front of others.    

    

In the past, she had been like this as well. However, she was not an act. Rather, she had been born with it.    

    

The things that were born and the things that were put into it were two completely different things.    

    

Especially if you put on an act in front of others for a long time, no matter how strong your mind was, you would still break down. That's why I hope to be able to take off the mask and have a good rest in front of my closest kin.    

    

Lee Nanfang was the person Loong Chengcheng trusted the most.    

    

However, he was actually mocking her. This was the equivalent of trampling on the last bit of dignity in her heart.    

    

How could she not be mad?    

    

Speaking of which, Lee Nanfang brought all of this onto himself.    

    

"Serves you right."    

    

Lee Nanfang's mood improved a lot after swearing at him in a low voice.