C637 Is This a Lagoon or a Tiger Cave
C637 Is This a Lagoon or a Tiger Cave
After that, he would plant a peony flower, and the next year, it would definitely be very exuberant.
But she didn't dare.
Helan Xiaoxin was not only her parents, but also Lee Nanfang's message.
I'll be back, wife.
Yue Zitong firmly believed that since he had already said so, even if he was old and toothless, unable to walk and could only crawl, he would still crawl back and call her his wife.
Wife.
In the past, when Yue Zitong heard others speak or thought of this most popular term, she had always found it vulgar.
What kind of shitty wife is this?
The young girl had been called old.
It was simply too vulgar. It was nothing like calling someone 'Madam' in ancient times.
However, when she thought about the term again, she felt that apart from this word, there was no other word that could accurately describe the deep love a man felt for a woman.
For this wife.
Yue Zitong had to endure it just to hear Lee Nanfang call her his wife in front of her.
Helan Xiaoxin hugged Dragon Ball to her chest and sat on the sofa. She caressed it as if she was caressing her lover, "Dragon Pearl, Dragon Pearl, you really are a good person. I'm sure you exist for me. "He only came to see me because he pretended to be using someone else's hand."
Yue Zitong suddenly felt nauseous. Because of Helan Xiaoxin's extreme narcissism, she couldn't help but ask, "You should ask it. Dragon Ball. Who is the most shameless woman in the world?"
In the fairy tale "Snow White," there is an evil queen who has a magic mirror, and every morning when she wakes up, she asks her who is the most beautiful woman in the world.
Now, Yue Zitong had applied this information that was well-known to both young and old to Helan Xiaoxin.
Helan Xiaoxin, however, did not care. She smirked and asked seriously: "Dragon Ball, tell me, who is the most shameless woman in the world? What? Who do you think it is? Louder. Oh, it's Yue Zitong. How could my Tongtong be so shameless? "Oh, so she was willing to lie under my skirt."
Yue Zitong turned around and ran. She covered her face with her hands and stumbled up the stairs, slamming the door to her bedroom.
The strength needed to close the door was so great that it almost shook the entire villa.
"Ha, ha, ha!"
Helan Xiaoxin raised her head to look at her bedroom and laughed coquettishly, "Tongtong, why did you run away? Run, run, and cover your face. This was the rhythm of being ashamed to meet others. "Ha, ha, ha."
Helan Xiaoxin had never felt that life was so fulfilling.
She had committed an unforgivable sin. As long as she shed a few drops of tears on a beautiful woman, she would be the scapegoat for her foolishness.
Her sexual orientation had gone wrong. As long as she let nature take its course, she would be at the mercy of her pride, Yue Zitong.
When she saw the Dragon Pearl, the Dragon Pearl that could be said to be a priceless treasure became hers.
She wanted to live five hundred years — well, why so long?
She wasn't a b * tch, she was a lively and fragrant beauty. 16 years of time was already more than enough for her to close her eyes without any regrets.
For the whole afternoon, Helan Xiaoxin sat on the sofa, fondling her dragon pearl in a daze. Her face was brimming with satisfaction as she immersed herself in her happy world.
It was only when a man's voice suddenly rang in her ears that she asked, "Excuse me, are you Yue Zitong?"
Helan Xiaoxin's long eyelashes fluttered as she slowly raised her head.
A man had appeared in front of her without her knowing.
The man looked to be fifty years old — no, forty.
No, he was thirty years old.
That's not right!
Damn it, who was this man who was even more handsome than women but had a stubble on his chin?
"Who are you?"
Helan Xiaoxin stared at the man blankly for a full ten seconds before opening her mouth and smiling. Her voice was filled with sweetness as she asked.
As she asked this question, her right hand had already secretly extended under the table, using her body as a cover.
Under the table, there was a button the size of a soybean, red in color.
If an accident happened, she only needed to press this red button, and the bodyguard responsible for protecting her would appear in front of her as fast as she could.
There were a total of thirty-two such red buttons in the Yue Family's Villa.
Upstairs in her bedroom, on the banister at the top of the stairs, under the toilet, in the brick dent in front of the parking space in the yard.
No matter when she pressed a button, those bodyguards would appear within the allotted time.
Not appearing?
Didn't you hear it?
Well, good luck to you on your way to the hospital operating table.
In the days since her return to the country, she had already had three bodyguards who were placed on the operating table of the hospital.
She had spent money to train these bodyguards, and had not recruited them from Beijing when she went to Golden Triangle.
It was better to say that it was a bodyguard, but it was more accurate to say that it was a personal servant.
She controlled their absolute life and death.
Similarly, before Helan Xiaoxin rang the bell, if any of these bodyguards dared to appear in private, their legs would have been broken.
This was also the reason why the villa complex's security guard, Lao LIU, didn't get into trouble after hearing the commotion in her bedroom a few days ago.
Whatever I tell you to do, you do.
You can come whenever I tell you to.
Now, I want you to come!
After Helan Xiaoxin had secretly pressed the red alarm button, the smile on her face became even more enchanting. When she saw the look in the man's eyes, her expression became even colder, as though she was looking at a dead man.
She did not care who this man was.
What are you doing here again?
She only needed to know that this man had appeared beside her without her permission, and only by sacrificing his legs could she obtain Sister Xin's forgiveness.
"My surname is Hu."
The man didn't seem to notice that Helan Xiaoxin's eyes were filled with the ice-cold excitement of "you're going to be in trouble soon". After she answered her question truthfully, she thought for a moment and then said, "I'm from Russia, let me …"
Helan Xiaoxin had no time to listen to where he came from.
No matter where he came from, what did it have to do with his legs being broken?
Interrupting him, he asked, "You barged into my house without permission. What are you planning to do?"
"Your home? "You're really Yue Zitong?"
The man didn't answer her, but his pretty eyebrows creased as he studied the face. "That's not right. I was told that Yue Zitong was only twenty-two years old this year. Just a little girl without a bud. But you should have bloomed for a long time. And, from the corner of your eye, you already have two men. "How can this be …"
Before he could finish his words, Yue Zitong's voice came from upstairs, "Who are you?"
"You're Yue Zitong, right?"
The man raised his head and looked at Yue Zitong who had walked out of the bedroom. With a slight frown, he nodded with a smile. It looked like a Small Yellow Flower. "If you pinch it with your fingernails, water will come out."
No one had ever praised Yue Zitong like this before.
Scumbag Lee didn't either.
No matter how beautifully she put on her makeup, even if that bastard was shocked by her beauty, he would only say something along the lines of "Old Cucumber Paint Green Paint" to hit her hard in the heart.
This was especially so for this man. From the first impression he gave her, he was definitely in his fifties.
A 50-year-old man was already an old man.
Yue Zitong just called her uncle, calling him a young man.
Yet, such a man said these words to her.
Her eyes were filled with endless admiration, as if she had met a bumpkin of the Seven Fairies.
However, there was only appreciation and appreciation for beauty in his eyes, not any shenanigans.
Therefore, Yue Zitong only felt her face turn red, but she did not get angry. She closed the door and quickly walked down the stairs, "Yes, I am Yue Zitong. Is there something you need from me? If there's anything else, you should have called me in advance. My home is not a place where outsiders can come to. "
"It's not something an outsider can come here for?"
The man looked confused and asked, "Is this the den of a dragon or a tiger?"
Before Yue Zitong could reply, she saw three men quickly leap over the iron fence of the villa.
The man also seemed to have sensed something and turned around to look.
The three men rushed to the door of the living room and stopped at the same time to look at Helan Xiaoxin.
The man still asked in a strange tone: "Small Yellow Flower, tell me, your family is not a place where outsiders can casually come to. So how can they? "
As the man spoke, he first pointed at the three people outside the door, then pointed at Helan Xiaoxin.
Helan Xiaoxin laughed. "Because this is my house. The three people outside are my people. "
"It can't be?"
The man was a little shocked. "All three of them were your men? Impossible, absolutely impossible. I can't be wrong. "
This person was acting cool.
Go on, go on, you can't keep your hands.
Helan Xiaoxin sneered in her heart. She placed the dragon pearl on the sofa, picked up a glass of red wine from the table, and slowly swirled it around as she asked, "How could it not be possible?" This time, you're really mistaken. "
"Could it be that these eyes of mine should be dug out and stepped on like glass?"
"Good idea."
Helan Xiaoxin put down her wineglass and pretended to be a child. She clapped lightly and said in an innocent tone of negotiation, "Wait a minute, after you dig out your eyes, will you let me step on them?"
The man acted like he was deaf and didn't hear what she said. He just looked at her and shook his head. "That's not right. I can't be wrong. So far, you've only been slept in by two men. How could those men outside be yours? "
The smile on Helan Xiaoxin's face froze.
According to the common speaking habits of the common people, if a woman said to a person that a certain man was hers, then it meant that the person had slept with her, or was in the midst of sleeping.
However, Helan Xiaoxin was no ordinary person. She said that the three bodyguards were her men, and were definitely servants that could obey her orders.
There was a huge gap between his explanation and the man's.
You are courting death, don't blame me.
Helan Xiaoxin bit her lips and was about to instruct her bodyguard on what to do when Yue Zitong spoke first, "Helan Xiaoxin, wait."
Helan Xiaoxin looked up at her.
Yue Zitong looked at her and said seriously, "I hope you understand that I am the master of this family. Whoever he is, whoever he is, he's my guest. "So, you can't --"
"Nothing is impossible."
Helan Xiaoxin was too lazy to listen to what she had to say. She raised her wine cup once again, "Drag him out. Wait until night, then we'll bury him alive under the tree opposite us. "
Hearing this, the three bodyguards immediately rushed into the living room.
Judging from their movements, they were all experts.