Strongest Guard

With the cold wind blowing, Yue Zitong, who was already almost drunk, became much more clear-headed.    

A man's mind would always be sharp at times.    

At that time, other than that stubborn thought, there was nothing else in his mind.    

However, when she suddenly emerged from the corner of a bull's horn, she would suddenly discover that there were two words on each side of her head.    

On the left was regret.    

The one on the right was a fool.    

Congratulations, Yue Zitong found these two words on her forehead.    

Cold sweat broke out on his back as he stood on the steps of the hotel, completely drenched in his heavy shirt. He was in a daze for a long time.    

"It seems like this star is not the same as last night. Who would it be?"    

Just when Yue Zitong thought that if it wasn't for Feng Dashao's sudden illness, she would have made a mistake that she couldn't forgive for the rest of her life. Then she was so scared that she tightly rubbed the corner of her shirt, not knowing what to do next, a man's voice came from the shadow of a flower not far away on the left.    

She raised her head and looked in that direction. She saw a person walking out from that direction.    

Under the street lamp, this man was dressed in a navy blue middle collar and was casually strolling with his hands behind his back. The night wind blew by and his long black hair danced in the wind.    

There were many long-haired men in the modern world. Most of them had something to do with "literature". If he did not have a head of long hair, then he would be an ordinary person.    

Even though he was an ordinary person to begin with.    

However, this man with long hair didn't have the kind of literary style that made people feel nauseous.    

On the contrary, it made Yue Zitong feel that he should have long hair, just like the way he always had when he walked with his hands behind his back.    

A jade tree in the wind.    

For some reason, when Yue Zitong saw this man, this idiom appeared in her mind.    

When she was in primary school, she had known that this idiom was specifically used to describe handsome men who possessed an extraordinary and refined temperament. However, she had never seen a man who possessed such a temperament in all these years.    

She saw it tonight.    

Especially when the man walked into the light, Yue Zitong could clearly see his face.    

Handsome?    

Perfection?    

These two words could no longer describe a man's appearance.    

What should he use?    

Yue Zitong, who wasn't at a very high level of education, stared blankly at the man for a full ten seconds. She couldn't think of any words to describe his appearance.    

The young man was not surprised by Yue Zitong staring at him blankly. He smiled and asked, "In the most common of words, am I not handsome?"    

Am I handsome?    

Long ago, Lee Nanfang had asked Yue Zitong this question.    

What he gained was Director Yue's rolling eyes and the blow that he did not spare any effort to win. That's right, that's right, you're so handsome, much more handsome than the rats in the ditch, the toads in the pond, and the night owls in the trees.    

However, when the man asked the same question, Yue Zitong nodded sincerely, "Yes, you're very handsome." Even very handsome cannot describe you. "    

The man was still smiling as he raised his chin 45 degrees and looked at the stars in the sky. "Then, let me be your husband, your boyfriend, okay?"    

Yue Zitong was stunned. "What?"    

If he was a singer and stepped onto the stage, he wouldn't even need to sing. All he needed to do was to wear this outfit, raise his hand and stroke the hair behind his ear, and it would cause all the women in the audience to scream crazily.    

But, what did this have to do with her?    

Just because he was so handsome that he had dropped to the ground, was Director Yue going to agree to his request?    

Suddenly, she felt that this man was laughable.    

Then he laughed.    

He shook his head with a smile and said lightly, "No."    

The forty-five horned man was somewhat baffled. He lowered his head to look at her and asked, "Why? "Could it be that I am still not as good as that companion of yours who was just carried away?"    

"Feng Yuntine?"    

"Is his name Feng Yuntine?"    

The man frowned slightly and said, "This name is vulgar."    

Yue Zitong couldn't help but ask, "Then what's your name?"    

Director Yue didn't realize that when the man said Feng Yuntine was a vulgar name, there wasn't the slightest ripple in her heart. It was just like how he said that there were a lot of stars tonight. It was very natural and real.    

"Yang Xiao."    

"Yang Xiao?"    

Yue Zitong was stunned once again.    

This morning, on the way up the mountain, she had seen a girl who looked perfect in a small pavilion halfway up the mountain, but her voice made people uncomfortable.    

That girl seemed to want Yang Xiao as well.    

Now, she saw a man called Yang Xiao.    

If she wasn't sure that her eyes weren't blurred and that she could see the difference between Yang Xiao and the other Yang Xiao, she would have suspected that they were one person.    

In fact, other than those exceptional names such as "Shi Shaoxiang", everyone had more than one master.    

After all, China was a huge country with 1.3 billion people. There were countless people with multiple names, so it was normal for men and women to have the same name.    

Yue Zitong was stunned. That was because the girl in the day, Yang Xiao, had left a deep impression on her.    

She then saw a man named Yang Xiao, who was destined to make a deep impression on her. The two men and women who were equally outstanding had the same name, so it was normal for her to be stunned.    

"Yes, my name is Yang Xiao."    

Yang Xiao looked into Yue Zitong's eyes and saw a flash of evil charm. He asked with a smile that was not a smile, "Isn't my name a lot better than Feng Yuntine's?"    

Yue Zitong nodded and answered sincerely, "Yang Xiao, was originally the most elegant man's name written by Master Jin."    

Yang Xiao raised his hand and pinched a strand of hair that hung down from his shoulder and asked: "Then, can I be your boyfriend now?"    

Yue Zitong laughed. "You're going to be my boyfriend just because your name is outstanding?"    

"Yeah. Shouldn't it? "    

Yang Xiao said slowly: "Look at me, my name is brilliant and I'm handsome. "Being your boyfriend, I should still be very competent."    

When he said these words, his expression was completely calm. He was saying something that should have been said this way.    

The smile on Yue Zitong's face slowly faded as she walked down the mountain with quick steps. "Actually, your name isn't that brilliant. Your appearance is not too handsome. "    

Just like Yang Xiao, when Yue Zitong said this, her expression was as calm as ever.    

Of course, this had something to do with the change in her mood.    

If she hadn't crawled out of the bull's horn yet and was always blindfolded by Little Nephew's black cloth, then after Feng Yuntine was suddenly carried away due to illness, Yang Xiao, who was handsome to the point of losing his looks, would have recommended himself to her as her boyfriend.    

Even that fat chef called Big Dog Wang in the hotel, as long as he could muster up the courage to tell Director Yue, I want to sleep with you, Yue Zitong might really agree.    

But now, the black cloth that covered Director Yue's eyes had been blown away by the cold wind. It made her realize how stupid her revenge was. It was unforgivable.    

Therefore, if she agreed to be someone's girlfriend just because Yang Xiao's name was good and he was handsome, it would be a joke.    

Director Yue was always disdainful of joking when he didn't have the mood to.    

"Wait."    

She had only taken a few steps when Yang Xiao suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm.    

"Let go!"    

Director Yue was furious, he raised his hand and struggled.    

This aunt is a proper young lady from a good family. It is impossible for you to lay your hands on her in the middle of the night.    

Yue Zitong had been in the National Security Agency for six years. Even though she bragged about being a top secret service agent in China and had the suspicion that she was bragging, but her martial prowess was much higher than an average man's.    

Because he was angry that Yang Xiao would dare to mess with her, he almost used all of his strength to break free.    

However, she didn't break away from Yang Xiao.    

His hand, instead, went along her arm and gripped her wrist.    

Yang Xiao's shamelessness made Yue Zitong even more embarrassed and angry. Just as she was about to lift her foot to give him a kick, her wrist suddenly felt a sharp pain!    

It was just like when her left wrist was suddenly gripped by a table clamp. She was still exerting her strength and her bones were almost shattered. She couldn't help but let out a soft groan of pain. How could she have the strength to kick again?    

He was actually an expert!    

Could it be that my aunt's innocence will be lost tonight?    

Yue Zitong was both shocked and frightened.    

This was in the middle of the night on the Cloud Pavilion Mountain. He was worried that Feng Yuntine would die in the hotel, which would implicate the boss of the hotel.    

What made Yue Zitong even more terrified was that Feng Dashao had booked the entire hotel for the sake of enjoying his "wedding night" without hesitation.    

Therefore, other than Yue Zitong and Yang Xiao, not a single hair was left in the hotel.    

It was obvious that the heavens had created this great opportunity for her to be forcefully molested.    

However, Director Yue was definitely not the kind of weak girl to be slaughtered by others. Even if he was grabbed by the wrist and had his vision turned black from the pain and had no strength left in his body, he would never give up.    

She opened her mouth and was about to use the high decibels that could pierce metal and stone to scream for help, but Yang Xiao spoke first: "Only you can say which man's name is better than mine. He's even more handsome than me, so I'll let you go. "    

"Lee Nanfang!"    

Without even thinking about it, Yue Zitong blurted out Little Nephew's name. She shouted with her eyes closed, "Not only is his name better than yours, but he's ten times, a hundred times, ten thousand times more handsome than yours!"    

When she shouted these words with her eyes closed, she didn't notice the demonic look on Yang Xiao's face.    

He didn't notice that when Yang Xiao spoke again, his tone was even colder than the evening breeze: "Really?"    

"It's real, real, real!"    

Yue Zitong suddenly gained strength. Without any hesitation, she raised her leg and kicked Yang Xiao: "Go to hell, you bastard!"    

Director Yue's full strength kick could be said to be faster than thunder and lightning, capable of breaking stones —    

Yet, he kicked empty air.    

When he opened his eyes, he found that Yang Xiao had already retreated three meters away.    

He still had his hands behind his back as he looked at her with a calm and composed expression.    

Yue Zitong retreated in a flurry, and only after a full three meters did she ask with a trembling voice, "Wh-who the hell are you?"    

Yang Xiao did not answer her question. His gaze once again appeared at a 45 degree angle to the night sky as he lightly said, "You better not be lying to me. If I ask five people, there are three people said Lee Nanfang's name is not as nice as mine, and he is also not as handsome as me. Heh heh, then, he's dead for sure. "    

What the hell was this guy?    

The black queen in the fairy tale Snow White?    

Every morning he would ask his sunglasses who was the most beautiful woman in the world.    

If it was someone else, they would kill that person.    

Looking at Yang Xiao, who didn't look like he was joking, Yue Zitong felt that her hands and feet were cold as she slowly retreated.    

He took the opportunity to run away after staggering a bit: "You're a dead freak, no matter how much better you are by ten thousand times, you still can't compare to Lee Nanfang!"