Strongest Guard

Earlier on, she came to the mainland from Golden Triangle in order to kill Sister Lian.    

However, he was stopped by Jinghong Ming.    

Chiang Morann had described these things to Lee Nanfang in detail.    

After Sui Yueyue left Beijing helplessly, she returned to Qingshan and stayed here for a few days, reminiscing about some of her blissful past.    

Before she left, she left the raft.    

These words were undoubtedly from the bottom of Sui Yueyue's heart.    

Lee Nanfang admired her attitude towards life.    

He didn't think that one day, when he was really dead, his women would be like Chiang Morann, haggard of the dead — and die.    

No one had the right to take someone else away after death.    

Even if they were deeply in love.    

"I hope your ambition will not lead you astray. Otherwise, I won't be able to save you. "    

Lee Nanfang stared at the raft for a long time before he took it off and tore it into pieces, placing it in the wastebasket behind the door.    

No one told Lee Nanfang that Sui Yueyue was very ambitious and would end up on the wrong path sooner or later.    

He saw it for himself.    

Sui Yueyue wasn't an existence within the pond.    

Through the days when they dated, Lee Nanfang could see that she was the kind of strong woman that she would seize as soon as the opportunity presented itself.    

Almost all of the strong women didn't want to be trapped by the rules and regulations of the secular world.    

They would do anything to make themselves stronger, no matter the cost. It would be best if they could become monsters like Wu Zetian.    

"Hai."    

After sighing again, Lee Nanfang shook his head, leaving Sui Yueyue's shadow behind and started to cook.    

The fast food provided on the plane was only fit to feed the pigs.    

Therefore, Lee Nanfang would rather go hungry than to eat pig food.    

However, it would not be in the middle of the night just to show off its culinary skills. Simply cooking two bowls of noodles would be enough.    

A big bowl and a small bowl.    

The noodles in the big bowl were more than three times the size of the small bowl.    

The vegetables in the fridge were fresh.    

Little rapeseed, eggs, shrimp noodle, it was definitely the best midnight snack.    

When Lee Nanfang carried the noodles out of the restaurant, the bathroom door opened.    

But no one came out.    

It seemed that the dumb woman who believed Lee Nanfang's bullshit was hiding in the bathroom, cheering herself on.    

"Come out for dinner and some ginger soup. Do you want me to bring you over? "    

Lee Nanfang's gloomy voice was like an invisible ghost in the dark living room. It stuck close to the ceiling and the walls silently laughed as it pounced into the bathroom.    

The dim yellow light from the bathroom illuminated Duan Xiangning's figure on the wall, making Lee Nanfang clearly see her body tremble.    

A few seconds later, she slowly stepped out of the bathroom, head bowed, hands wrapped in a red windbreaker.    

Lee Nanfang stood up and said in his usual cold tone, "Drink some ginger soup first. I'm going to take a bath — ghost. I'm also talking about hygiene."    

Of course, Duan Xiangning didn't say anything. She merely gave a soft "hmm" in response.    

When Lee Nanfang passed by her, he bent down in amusement and lifted a corner of his coat.    

"Ah!"    

The woman screamed in a low voice. She staggered and almost fell to the ground. When she turned around in a flurry, there was no one there.    

However, there was the sound of ghosts crying coming from the bathroom.    

In Duan Xiangning's panic, she obviously didn't notice the black robe that Devil Lee wore under his left rib cage.    

This was also something Sui Yueyuexin had set up for him.    

That woman seemed to have expected Lee Nanfang to come back, just like a virtuous wife who went on a business trip.    

Duan Xiangning didn't know that Devil Lee had used his ability to quickly rush into the bathroom in her panic, which made her suspect that only ghosts could be so fast.    

She was just scared to death. She really wanted to cover her face and run out of here to find a place with many people to cry.    

She didn't dare to.    

When Devil Lee thought she was still unconscious, he clearly said that she would be taken away if she didn't drink a bowl of ginger soup.    

Looking at the steam rising from the ginger soup, Duan Xiangning slowly sat down.    

She didn't know if this was the real ginger soup, but it smelled like it.    

He didn't know if it was brown sugar or ginger.    

and maybe some of the zombies --    

Thinking up to here, Duan Xiangning immediately covered her mouth with her hands, tears rolling down her face.    

She really hated this damned heavens. How could she let her meet Lee Nanfang last year?    

He also hated the fact that he had to arrange for her to come to Qingshan.    

If she hadn't come to Qingshan, she wouldn't have met Lee Nanfang.    

If he didn't meet Lee Nanfang, he wouldn't have been reduced to his current state. He would definitely drink ginger soup that could have been made from corpse worms.    

"Why aren't you drinking?"    

Duan Xiangning's silent crying was interrupted by a sinister voice that intentionally dragged out the syllables.    

"I, I'll drink it. I'll drink it right away!"    

Duan Xiangning was shocked and opened her eyes hurriedly. She saw Lee Nanfang standing in front of the table with a wooden expression. His eyes didn't even turn as he stared at her.    

Ten minutes later, Jiang Tang was still hot.    

Duan Xiangning, however, did not care about that. She just gulped it down.    

The light-red Jiang Tang dripped from the corner of her mouth and flowed down her slender neck into her collar.    

However, she was completely unconscious, just like how she did not know if the taste of ginger soup was the kind of soup that she was familiar with.    

He finished it in a few gulps.    

Wiping her mouth with her hand, Duan Xiangning raised her head to look at Lee Nanfang. "I, I've finished."    

After saying that, he realized that Lee Nanfang, who was standing in front of the table just now, was already gone.    

After Devil Lee suddenly disappeared, not only was Duan Xiangning not happy, she was even more frightened.    

A ghost that could not be seen was the most terrifying thing of all.    

Only the devil knows where he suddenly appeared from.    

Duan Xiangning stared at the door with her mouth half open, not daring to move. She had prepared herself for Devil Lee's sudden appearance. That way, she could avoid being frightened.    

Where … where did he go?    

Could it be that he left?    

Just as these two questions were raised in Duan Xiangning's mind, she felt a chill in her right ear. Devil Lee's gloomy voice rang out: "I'm here."    

"Ah!    

Duan Xiangning cried out in fear once again, but after half a cry, she covered her face with her hands and started to whimper.    

When she was young, she had heard her grandmother say that there was a fire at the top of one's head and at the shoulders. That was the sun fire.    

If the yang fire was not extinguished, the ghost would not dare to approach him.    

If a ghost wanted to hurt someone, it would have to hide behind them, blow the Yin Qi into their ears, and after extinguishing the fire, it would no longer be afraid.    

It was very obvious that Devil Lee, who was hiding behind her, had blown Yin Qi right into her right ear, extinguishing a handful of Yang Fire.    

After the three pieces of yang fire were extinguished, her soul would leave her body and be taken away by a ghost.    

"Don't cry, or you're dead."    

Devil Lee seemed to smile a little and put his mouth close to her right ear. His voice was very sinister as he said evilly, "Come, be good. Wipe your tears dry and accompany me to eat."    

Duan Xiangning had never been so obedient. She immediately stopped crying and took the tissue from Devil Lee's ghost hand and wiped her tears.    

"Taste the noodles I made. This is a delicacy you have never tasted before." Of course, you don't have to. Heh, heh. "    

Lee Nanfang, who was sitting on her right side while she was drinking ginger soup, wasn't afraid of retribution if he played tricks on her. He smirked, picked up the big bowl and started eating.    

If he hadn't said that last sentence and laughed twice, Duan Xiangning definitely wouldn't have wanted to eat.    

Hugh said she didn't know what it was made of, and how could she eat in such a state of mind?    

But if she didn't eat it — she didn't dare to imagine it — she could only pick up the small bowl with trembling hands and eat it slowly with her chopsticks.    

Honestly speaking, the way Devil Lee cooked was something that even the diabolical Hera couldn't stop admiring. Even though it was just a bowl of noodles, it was delicious and delicious.    

No matter how scared Duan Xiangning was, she could taste the noodles very well.    

With the hot noodles in her stomach, Xinn'er, who was crazily jumping, finally calmed down. The sound of Jack gulping down the noodles reminded her of a pig.    

"Have you washed the dishes?"    

When Duan Xiangning finally finished eating the small bowl of noodles, Devil Lee was already lazily lying on the sofa and had been waiting for a long time.    

"Wash, wash."    

Duan Xiangning hurriedly nodded.    

In fact, she had never washed it.    

Was there a need to wash the dishes, young miss, who had come out of the Dali?    

But she didn't dare say she hadn't.    

Devil Lee's words clearly showed that he wanted her to wash the dishes.    

"Since you've already washed, why don't you hurry up and wash? Are you waiting for me to go?"    

Devil Lee never bothered to be polite to a dumb woman who didn't have any price in her eyes.    

Did he really think she was his aunt?    

Thinking of the word "aunt," Lee Nanfang's heart ached a little. Annoyed, he scolded Duan Xiangning, "F * ck, why aren't you going?"    

"Ah, I … I'm going now."    

Duan Xiangning jumped up and rushed into the kitchen with the chopsticks in her hand.    

Because he ran too fast, the coat was hooked by the corner of the cabinet at the kitchen door, revealing most of his white body.    

Lee Nanfang, who was suddenly in a bad mood, didn't have the mood to appreciate this kind of beauty. He laid down on the sofa and lit a cigarette.    

No matter how much Duan Xiangning ran, she couldn't run. When she looked back to see what was going on, she realized — "Ghost, can I smoke?"    

Ghosts can't smoke.    

The devil may not be afraid of the lights.    

According to the Profound Sect, electric light was dim.    

Whether it was the bright fire or the light from the cigarette butts, fire was what truly frightened ghosts.    

Duan Xiangning clearly saw that when Devil Lee was smoking, he lit the ignition.    

The flame ignited by the engine was the real flame.    

"If she were my aunt, would I still scare her like this?"    

Lee Nanfang slowly blew out a smoke ring. When he asked himself, he heard a crisp "hualala" sound coming from the kitchen.    

It was very obvious that this young miss Duan Family, who had never washed a bowl before, had smashed it to pieces.    

The ear-piercing sound of porcelain breaking made Lee Nanfang even more agitated. He shouted, "You can't even wash a bowl, do you still have the face to live!?"    

"Yes, I'm sorry."    

Duan Xiangning's stammering apology came from the kitchen.    

"Hmph, useless trash."    

Duan Xiangning's apology made Boss Lee realize that his current behavior was a little unmanly. He snorted coldly and was too lazy to scold her again.    

When she finished smoking the two cigarettes, Duan Xiangning was finally done. She walked out of the kitchen and held onto the door frame as she stammered, "I-I'm done with the shower." He had also cleaned up the broken bowl. "What's next, what do you want to do?"    

"Do whatever you want, get lost."    

When Lee Nanfang said that, another bolt of lightning flashed across the night sky outside the window.    

Following that, a clap of thunder rang out, shaking even the windows.    

Another yellow bean sized raindrop fell onto the door and window with a crackling sound.    

It was raining hard again.    

It was raining so heavily and it was late at night. Lee Nanfang was really afraid that Duan Xiangning would have any accidents while walking alone, so he just said: "Forget it, you can stay here tonight. You sleep in the bedroom, I sleep on the couch. "Don't worry, I won't do that sort of thing like crawling around a woman's bed in the middle of the night."    

Hearing that Devil Lee told her to leave, Duan Xiangning was elated. However, she only let out a low grunt as she stuck close to the wall and quickly entered the bedroom.    

He slammed the door shut.