C650 You Can't Eat Hot Tofu in a Hurry
C650 You Can't Eat Hot Tofu in a Hurry
If she could push through the heavens, it would only scare her like a fiendish demon.
Sister Xin truly didn't mind.
Especially after he found the shackle key, took the damned thing, and turned his head towards the mirror to check the tattoo on his butt.
Helan Xiaoxin was shocked the moment she saw the cobra.
She really did not expect Lee Nanfang's tattoo skills to be so high.
Initially, she thought that after being grinded by the tattoo machine, she would be ugly to the point that she would faint from crying in the toilet.
In reality, the cobra was very lifelike. It raised its head and flicked its tongue. With a few gestures, it seemed as if it was about to come to life.
It was snow-white.
It was pitch black.
Sexuality.
Evil!
When these four factors were combined together, a fatal temptation suddenly exploded forth.
Taking off her tattered Altman uniform, Helan Xiaoxin walked two laps around the mirror with the tip of her foot. Her face was filled with infatuation.
She actually fell in love with his butt.
His hatred for Scumbag Lee, who had once destroyed flowers, vanished into thin air, turning into gratitude.
If it wasn't for him, how could her Charm suddenly increase by at least two grades?
It made her wish she could turn into two people. One of them had her hands on the table and her butt raised high. The other one, Helan Xiaoxin, was waving her whip behind her back, riding her horse without tiredness.
No one could understand what kind of thoughts this super narcissistic woman had when she had a problem with her sexual orientation.
In short, after Helan Xiaoxin was enchanted by herself, the stinging, burning feeling disappeared. She happily took a bath and found a special black qipao from the wardrobe.
While Yue Zitong was talking on the phone in front of the dining room, she had already hidden behind the door and heard clearly.
Compared to Lee Nanfang, Helan Xiaoxin's IQ in this area was so high that it could scare a person to death.
Especially when Lee Nanfang knew that his aunt was going to get married and have kids, he finally found out that the man she chose wasn't him. After being stunned for a moment, Helan Xiaoxin knew what she was going to do just based on Yue Zitong's expression and a few phone calls, as well as the car in front of the villa.
She admitted that Yue Zitong had been provoked by her foolish actions of hurting herself and taking revenge on Lee Nanfang.
However, Sister Xin would not blame herself for that.
Because she felt that Yue Zitong's excitement was child's play compared to the misfortune that had befallen her.
If, after the marriage, she had been determined to be a good wife, only to be discovered in the middle of the night by someone else, that person was not her husband at all, but instead a good friend sent by her husband to "serve" her, then Yue Zitong would definitely go crazy, destroy everything that could be destroyed, and commit suicide.
However, Helan Xiaoxin had survived. She was very strong.
In the end, she became the woman who controlled her own destiny.
Not only did Helan Xiaoxin not blame herself for hurting Yue Zitong, but she also secretly rejoiced in her heart.
In this way, she was even more confident that she would be able to "keep" Lee Nanfang for herself.
Helan Xiaoxin gazed at Yue Zitong, who had definitely thought of something else, then got into Feng Yuntine's car and drove away. Helan Xiaoxin took out her alcohol and cigarettes, shook off the high heels she had already put on, and tiptoed down the stairs.
She felt that her barefoot appearance was much sexier and more moving than her high heels.
And that was indeed the case.
After seeing her, the first thing Lee Nanfang looked at her was not her more flirtatious face, nor her gourd-shaped crotch, nor her long legs. It was her feet.
She was delicate, white and delicate. Her ten toes were painted in a bright yellow color. Against the black cheongsam, she was like a countless number of small hooks that could firmly grab onto a man's eyes and exude the greed unique to males.
Lee Nanfang rarely refused a beauty that came to his doorstep.
Especially when his mood wasn't too good.
He raised his hand and beckoned her over, not saying a word.
Helan Xiaoxin immediately put on her waist and gracefully walked to his side. With the cigarette in her left hand, she nimbly wrapped her arms around his neck and sat down on his chest with her knees bent.
The men all liked this tune, as if with a beautiful woman in his arms, he would become the king who could conquer the world.
However, he didn't know that this was the way women were conquering him.
Seeing that he didn't want to talk, Helan Xiaoxin didn't say anything. She opened her cigarette case, took out a cigarette, and put it in his mouth.
It was added.
Moreover, the materials inside far exceeded what Yue Zitong could absorb.
According to Helan Xiaoxin's calculation, Lee Nanfang, who was already addicted to drugs, could only smoke this kind of cigarette.
Helan Xiaoxin smiled when she saw Lee Nanfang obediently holding the cigarette and moving his right hand restlessly on her butt.
He was very proud.
And happy.
This was the Lee Nanfang she was going to meet. He was obsessed with her body and shared a "hobby" with her. They were the same kind of people.
Yue Zitong, this kind of prankster, should just scram.
He gently pushed away Lee Nanfang's Demon Claw and jumped off his leg onto the ground. Helan Xiaoxin bent down to grab a wine cup that Yue Zitong used.
The cigarettes she brought had been seasoned.
The fine wine was also flavoured. It was the type of wine that would cause a man's anger to soar to the skies if he were to drink a single mouthful.
She bent over the table and reached for her glass.
Just as her fingers touched the wine glass, there was a slight tearing sound — her black qipao suddenly split open.
A pitch-black cobra that was lying on the ground appeared in Lee Nanfang's line of sight without any forewarning, along with this slight rattling sound.
This was Helan Xiaoxin's special qipao.
On the surface, it seemed that the cheongsam was more strict than the one worn by the ceremonial girls in front of the hotel. However, the back of the cheongsam was actually sewn together, just a little sticky.
As long as the woman did a bending motion, just a little bit of force, she would be able to pull away.
It had to be said that Helan Xiaoxin's current attainments in the boudoir could be said to be on the level of a master. Even a seemingly casual movement could burst out in an instant, giving a man an irresistible charm.
Since he was unable to resist, why would Lee Nanfang, who was in an extremely irritable mood, resist?
When Helan Xiaoxin, who pretended not to know it, finally picked up the glass of wine and started pouring, Lee Nanfang had already wrapped his arms around her waist.
The man grabbed a plate of the woman's hair and pressed it against the table, sweeping it across the floor.
It fell into pieces.
When a piece of sharp porcelain fell, it stabbed into one of the beautiful feet, causing blood to flow out.
Just as the woman felt pain, her head was abruptly pulled up by the man, causing her to close her eyes in pain. She opened her mouth and let out a melodious scream.
Slowly, the sun climbed to the top of his head.
The sun at this time was much gentler than it had been in the summer. It felt warm and comfortable as it shone on one's body.
Maple leaves that covered the mountains and plains were currently blooming with their final beauty, burning silently like fire.
The scenery of Cloud Pavilion Mountain was like a painting.
But in Feng Dashao's eyes, no matter how beautiful the scenery was, it couldn't compare to the beauty beside him.
She was clearly only wearing ordinary sports clothes, but she was many times more beautiful than the women in the high-class banquets.
This could possibly be due to the appearance of a lover, right?
Feng Dashao thought like this as he raised his head to look at the sun in the sky and took out an umbrella from his luggage.
He opened it and held it up above Yue Zitong's head.
It was very comfortable to bask in the sun at this time. However, Feng Dashao gave the beauty Yue an umbrella. It was obvious that he was going overboard.
If he didn't, how would he have the chance to get along with the beauty Yue?
In his impatience, he would never be able to eat hot tofu.
Feng Yuntine, who was the little holy hand among the flowers, understood such a simple logic better than anyone else.
Especially before he could understand why Yue Zitong would suddenly call him in the middle of the night and stress that it was only the two of them coming here to play, he would definitely not offend her.
Don't say that they were like other young lovers, hugging each other as if no one was standing by the roadside and kissing. Even holding hands was something Feng Dashao would not do.
Some women, men who only admire the gentleman.
He could only move her with the grace of a gentleman, and when the time was ripe, he would reveal his wild side.
A man must become a beast, or a woman will leave you.
Feng Dashao longed for the day when he would turn into a wild beast to come sooner.
But he couldn't rush it.
He could only use that famous saying to calm his throbbing heart. Winter had already come, but would spring still be far away?
The scenery of Cloud Pavilion Mountain was really pretty good, and the air quality could not be compared to downtown. Even if the distance was too far, it would still take at least an hour to drive.
Actually, the Cloud Pavilion Mountain and the Thousand Buddha Mountain in the Qingshan City Region, as well as the Swallow Mountain and other mountain ranges, were both considered Mt. Tai's remnants.
In terms of feng shui, Mt. Tai was a dragon.
In that case, the Cloud Pavilion Mountain and the other mountains were the sea spray that the dragon had created when it was playing with the water.
Because it was too far away from the city and had just been developed, there weren't many visitors who came to the Cloud Pavilion Mountain.
If there were too many, it would be meaningless. The Great Wall was filled with people's heads. Whenever people thought of it, their hearts would palpitate.
"Are you tired?"
Feng Dashao asked considerately after arriving at a platform that had just been opened.
He wasn't being entirely considerate of Yue Zitong, he was being considerate of himself.
His body, which had been hollowed out by the alcohol and sex, was barely halfway up the mountain before he could barely hold on.
On the other hand, Yue Zitong was still flying at full speed. Her two long legs seemed to never tire of being able to catch Feng Dashao's gaze, causing him to be unable to help from daydreaming.
His wild pursuit for Yue Zitong was secondary to his beauty, the most crucial point was the Kaihuang Group behind the girl's back.
If he could successfully marry Yue Zitong, Kaihuang Group would be his dowry. Then, the Cloud World Group would be like a tiger adding wings, being able to become a well-known domestic company in the shortest amount of time.
"Not bad."
Yue Zitong, who didn't say anything along the way, glanced at Feng Yuntine and said, "Go to the small pavilion over there and have a rest?"
Without waiting for Feng Dashao to say anything, Yue Zitong frowned and said, "Forget it, there are too many people inside."
No matter how few visitors there were, the daily traffic rate would still be around one thousand.
As for this platform, it was specially created by the Development Zone for tourists to rest their feet. That was why there were around a dozen people sitting inside the small pavilion. Some of them were drinking water while others were taking photos with their cellphones.
Yue Zitong didn't want to be crowded with these people. It wasn't because she was tall, but because she didn't want others to see that she was intimate with Feng Dashao.
Feng Dashao did not know about this, and chuckled: "Hehe, that's not a problem, wait a moment." See how I make those people obediently walk away. "