Strongest Guard

There were both men and women in the small pavilion, old and young. There were those who came together with him, and there were also those who were single.    

    

Feng Yuntine quickly walked into the small pavilion. His face was filled with modesty and arrogance — — What did he mean by that expression?    

    

In short, this was the feeling he gave others.    

    

Since he couldn't even be bothered to check what these people looked like, Feng Dashao directly took out a stack of cash from his backpack. It looked like a whole five thousand yuan.    

    

Actually, he wanted to take the ten thousand yuan, but he was a little reluctant.    

    

Feng Dashao had always been a good young man who opposed wasting things.    

    

Suddenly, a young man with a face full of modesty and arrogance walked to the center of the small pavilion. Without saying anything further, he pulled out a stack of cash and slapped his hand a few times.    

    

More accurately, he was attracted by the cash in his hands.    

    

No matter how handsome or beautiful a man was, in front of a banknote, his charm value would plummet.    

    

With his eyes towards the sky, Feng Dashao's gaze was at a 45 degree angle. He said lightly: "All of you get out, this is yours."    

    

Look, the way Feng Dashao expressed his meaning, how simple and concise was that?    

    

This small pavilion, this young master will requisition it, but I will not tell you to scram for free, it will be beneficial.    

    

A dozen people, five thousand in cash, each worth at least three or four hundred dollars.    

    

The ticket price of Cloud Pavilion Mountain was only a few dozen yuan. Besides, everyone didn't necessarily have to rest here. There wasn't a lot of opportunities to earn money while enjoying the scenery.    

    

Those who were more intelligent stood up without saying anything. They first counted the number of people on their side with their fingers, then multiplied by four. After taking a dozen or so, they happily left.    

    

The charm of money to ordinary people was far greater than the dignity that usually hung on the lips of others.    

    

Only a fool would give up his easily obtainable four hundred yuan for the sake of so-called dignity.    

    

Yue Zitong, who was standing outside, looked at Feng Dashao, who was looking up at the sky, and sighed in her heart.    

    

All of a sudden, he felt as if the mountains had lost all color.    

    

Everywhere, the stench of copper filled the air.    

    

She squeezed her leg with her fingernails.    

    

It was already so painful, why did he still think of Lee Nanfang?    

    

He compared him with Feng Yuntine from all aspects.    

    

In all honesty, Feng Yuntine was much stronger than Lee Nanfang in terms of bearing, attire, and speech.    

    

At most, she, Little Nephew, was a bit more manly than Feng Dashao.    

    

But no matter how handsome her face was, how could it be used as a bank card to swipe around? How could one turn into a gentleman and understand how to take care of women?    

    

She could guarantee that Scumbag Lee would never give her the treatment she received from Feng Yuntine in her life.    

    

That bastard, other than pretending to be a dog slave when he was trying to please his aunt.    

    

However, once they obtained the map, they would immediately reveal their true, repulsive appearances. Whoever was to wash the dishes would be the one to wash the dishes. There was no room for negotiation.    

    

Therefore, Yue Zitong felt that as long as it was a normal woman, they would have to choose between Lee Nanfang and Feng Yuntine.    

    

Especially Director Yue, who was completely disappointed in him and wanted to take revenge for hurting him.    

    

But why, after seeing Feng Yuntine's diligent performance, Yue Zitong's stomach showed signs of rumination?    

    

Then, she began to question her decision.    

    

Was the decision to hand him over to Feng Yuntine sloppy today?    

    

Stupid?    

    

You're destined to regret it afterwards?    

    

If it was Lee Nanfang, he would have suggested to find a place to sit after Director Yue got tired. Why did he have to squeeze together with those common people?    

    

If Director Yue insisted on resting in the small pavilion, Lee Nanfang wouldn't pay for it either. He would only open his arms, revealing his full chest full of tattoos. He walked inside without a single fart and just stared down at them.    

    

No one who had the money to come to the Cloud Pavilion Mountain would argue with an unfriendly bastard for the sake of sitting there. Thus, they would only obediently leave after being stared at.    

    

Thus, this aunt will laugh. Little Nephew, who has been bragged about how great he is, will hold hands and walk in. He will occupy the entire pavilion as if no one is around.    

    

Obviously, that kind of behavior was shameful. It was immoral and immoral.    

    

However, that was Yue Zitong's favorite.    

    

God knows, the more knowledgeable a girl was, the more she liked unreasonable hooligans.    

    

"I don't want to think about Lee Nanfang, I don't want to think about him. I shouldn't have thought about him from the moment I got out of the car. "    

    

Yue Zitong bit her lips. Just as she was about to shake her head and throw Scumbag Lee's shadow away, the phone in her bag rang.    

    

It was Helan Xiaoxin.    

    

She didn't want to answer it.    

    

However, just as he was about to refuse, he couldn't help but click the answer button.    

    

As soon as he clicked on it, a woman's scream came from inside.    

    

Along with this, he shouted intermittently: "S-Nanfang, D-you … kill me! I, I love you, I love you, I love you! "    

    

No matter how foolish a person was, they would be able to hear what Helan Xiaoxin was doing through her screams.    

    

A woman who forgets her emotions, why would she call someone else?    

    

Never tell Director Yue that Sister Xin accidentally touched the dial button.    

    

She did it on purpose.    

    

When Helan Xiaoxin saw what Yue Zitong was going to do, she guessed that Yue Zitong would hesitate. In order to help her make up her mind, she pretended to be careless and dialed her cell phone, asking her to listen to the intense "live broadcast" with her own ears.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin had already been dealt with by Scumbag Lee.    

    

I can't do it again.    

    

Yue Zitong knew.    

    

She even had the illusion that she would blush when she shared a room with Sister Xin and Sister Xinng.    

    

Therefore, deep in her heart, she'd long since accepted Helan Xiaoxin's idea of sharing a man with her.    

    

However, her thoughts were just thoughts. When she heard what was being done, her hesitant heart hardened. She suddenly raised her head, cursed the slut in a low voice and ended the call.    

    

She had nothing to live for.    

    

No, she had finally made up her mind.    

    

Although Yue Zitong was determined to hand her over to Feng Yuntine today, she kept checking her phone on the way here.    

    

She hoped that Scumbag Lee would give her a call and use a vicious tone to order her to scram immediately!    

    

Otherwise, he would threaten to do something to her.    

    

Then, whether Yue Zitong would be threatened by him and obediently return, or whether she would be able to walk the mountain with Feng Dashao, for the time being, she would definitely be happy.    

    

Pride.    

    

There was a sense of relief when she finally let out her anger.    

    

Unfortunately, his phone didn't ring along the way, and he didn't see Lee Nanfang driving over.    

    

Just as she was feeling depressed, her cell phone finally rang. It was urging her to make up her mind that she would do good with Feng Dashao tonight.    

    

"Perhaps we are not made for each other. He was just a passerby in my life. He tortured me for so long because of what I owed him in my previous life. But now, I've paid it off. "Hehe."    

    

After giggling foolishly for a while, Yue Zitong lowered her head and wiped the sweat from the corner of her eyes with her hand. Then, she lit up a Chinese Dazhong [1].    

    

"Why aren't you going out yet?"    

    

Yue Zitong heard Feng Yuntine's unhappy voice coming from the pavilion right after she took a puff.    

    

After picking up the money from Feng Yuntine, who was staring proudly at the sky, he finally lowered his proud head and was about to run out in a polite manner. When he invited Yue Zitong in, he realized there was another person sitting on the north side of the bench, looking out into the distance.    

    

Feng Yuntine didn't need to look at her face to know that she was a woman just based on her hair that was as black as the clouds and her slim figure.    

    

No, it should be a girl.    

    

Feng Dashao, known as the little sacred hand of the flower bush, had now practiced the "Goddess of the Goddess" to a superb level.    

    

He didn't even need to look at the woman's eyebrows. Just by looking at her back, he could tell that she was a virgin or a woman.    

    

Therefore, he was able to tell that Yue Zitong was no longer a girl.    

    

However, this was nothing. Compared to Kaihuang Group with great prospects, whether Yue Zitong was a virgin or not was not very important.    

    

Besides, how could there be a girl above the age of twenty?    

    

However, he didn't expect to see a pure girl in the Cloud Pavilion Mountain today.    

    

While he was astonished, he didn't think much of it.    

    

However, when the girl slowly turned around, Feng Dashao had to take her seriously.    

    

He swore that in her entire life, she had never seen such a beautiful girl before!    

    

Especially when the girl looked back, she emitted a certain temperament, which made Feng Yuntine feel like the whole world lit up. In his mind, there was a pure white snow lotus which bloomed proudly at the top of the cliff.    

    

Actually, there were no absolute beauties in this world.    

    

All beauties were more or less lacking in some way. They perfectly followed the God's great principle of "the incomplete is the beautiful" and "the evil interest."    

    

Take Yue Zitong for example.    

    

Her facial features were very exquisite, she was definitely a first-rate beauty.    

    

However, there was a small mole on the top left side of her forehead, where her hair was hidden.    

    

It was the existence of this small black mole that had destroyed her entirety. It was the wicked taste of beauty that satisfied the incomplete nature of the heavens.    

    

The girl that Feng Dashao was staring at blankly did not.    

    

This face was really like the most accurate computer in the world. After hundreds of millions of calculations, it finally managed to piece together a face.    

    

Perfect.    

    

Especially her eyes, which were as deep as a thousand-year-old well, which made it so that people would be unable to struggle out of it even if they looked at her face to face. They only wanted to stay inside for the rest of their lives.    

    

"You, what did you just say?"    

    

The girl turned around and asked Feng Yuntine in confusion.    

    

Just now, she was too lost in thought when she saw the distant mountains. It only took her two hours to arrive at the Green Mountain on the train from Beijing. Indeed, she didn't notice Feng Yuntine's arrival.    

    

He also did not hear what he was saying.    

    

"Hai, I was just saying. How can there be a perfect girl in this world? "    

    

After hearing what the girl said, Feng Yuntine immediately pulled himself out of the two ancient wells with an indescribable regret.    

    

When this girl didn't speak, her perfection was enough to cause one's heart to palpitate.    

    

However, her voice, which only rang out when the rusty iron tools collided with it, made people feel rather uncomfortable.    

    

Whether a woman's voice is pleasant to the ear is also an important factor in determining whether she is perfect or not.    

    

Imagine her screaming with a man and letting out a man's howl when she was with him — think, and you won't do it.    

    

Although he was disappointed, Feng Yuntine still maintained his manly demeanor in front of the absolute beauty.    

    

After patting the few bills in his hands, he amiably said, "Beautiful girl, can I ask you to go out and rest? To be honest, I want to be alone with my girlfriend in the kiosk, reminiscing about the sweetness of our first meeting. "Please, if you can help us two."    

    

"Is that your girlfriend? She's beautiful. "    

    

The girl stood up and lifted her hand to stroke her hair, revealing the skin behind her ears. It was as white as snow.