C1052 A Smoking Ghost
C1052 A Smoking Ghost
No matter how much he despised those feelings and loved them, he knew that this was love.
After he was rescued by David Bai from the Small Desert Island and found out that his aunt was going to marry He Lan, every time he thought of her, his heart would hurt and he didn't feel good about it anymore.
This was also love.
Especially on the night of Yue Zitong's wedding to him, he had suppressed his anger to hate her, prompting him to bully her with extraordinary methods.
If people knew that he had done that, they would definitely think he was very happy --
After all, men basically liked to torture and hate women. The viciousness of almost killing them could always arouse the evilness in one's natural instinct to the greatest extent, resulting in a feeling of happiness that one could not usually enjoy.
However, the person in question, Lee Nanfang, did not have such an overjoyed feeling.
Only his heart ached.
It was a very strange feeling. He had clearly punished an ungrateful top quality beauty, but why hadn't he felt good? Why had he not felt heartache?
Just like how a painter would tear a piece of his most satisfactory work apart with his own hands, his heart ached so much that it bled.
To put it in the most vulgar of terms, it hurt her body, but it hurt her heart.
"Is this also love?"
The 'beautiful' scene from that night was played over and over in Lee Nanfang's mind. He stared at the ceiling, and after who knows how long, he mumbled, "But from that moment onwards, my love died. "Fortunately, there's still Sister Yeshen."
He couldn't help but think back to that night. Three minutes later, it was still raining heavily outside.
During the stormy night, electrical appliances are the most prone to malfunction.
Perhaps a wire had been blown by the wind and broken by the thunder.
Maybe it was an old power station that leaked water, and when the rain was blown in, it caused a short circuit.
In short, after the most dazzling and loud explosion of thunder, the dim yellow wall lamp that Lee Nanfang deliberately created a strange atmosphere went out.
Not only was the wall lamp in the living room extinguished, the entire building, the entire small community, and even the street lamps outside were all extinguished.
He didn't care.
He did not even realize that, because he had already sunk deep into that absurd, crazy, rough, angry and heartbroken night.
It was only when he thought of Hua Yeshen that his mood gradually improved.
He thought about Hua Yeshen, didn't think about Sister Morann who had just broken up the previous night, didn't think about He Lan Witch who was still undergoing her transformation in a certain province's female prison, didn't think about his eldest son's mother, didn't think about his black White Peony and Shangdao Yinghua — and certainly didn't think about Min Rou.
That was because Hua Yeshen was his wife.
The legitimate wife was Yang Xiao.
Thinking of his wife's graceful and charming face, thinking of her crying voice, and thinking of how he wouldn't dare to offend her in front of others, some of Lee Nanfang's kidney hormones started to release something.
Sooner or later, Hua Yeshen would replace Yue Zitong's position in his heart.
"Maybe it was a mistake for me to fall in love with Yue Zitong. It was good to break up like this. From then on, no one owed anyone else. She goes her own way, I go my own way. Even if they had the chance to meet up, they would just look at each other with complicated eyes before walking away as if nothing had happened. He buried the two halves of their relationship deep within his heart. "Let it slowly rot away, and eventually become my love fertilizer with the Night God -- holding the grass, when did I become so hypocritical?"
Lee Nanfang cursed in a low voice. He pulled the back of the sofa and forced himself to stop thinking about these perverted things.
He felt like a man.
Real men had to do great things. Even if they couldn't conquer the world, they had to at least conquer a top-notch beauty, right?
For example, Sister Yeshen —
Lee Nanfang had obviously forced himself to stop thinking about Sister Yeshen.
But why!
The more he forced himself to be serious and sleep in peace, even if he couldn't sleep, he should think about what to do next. Sister Yeshen, who was wearing a transparent black gauze, always had a charming smile on her face and said to him, "Nanfang, where are you going?"
It made Lee Nanfang upset. He reached out his hand and pinched his thigh a few times, but to no avail.
He thought of his left hand --
However, it was very obvious that the heavens cared about Lee Nanfang's health. After all, solving a problem by hand would only result in a direct and unstoppable outcome — when men and women did that kind of thing together, it would actually make up for it. It was not something that only one side paid for and accepted.
Otherwise, there would be no such thing as harvesting Yin and nourishing Yang.
If he could only use the five girls, he wouldn't be able to get anything from them. Then, of course, it would harm his body.
There was a clap of thunder outside the window. It sounded like it was exploding. Lee Nanfang shuddered in fright. That kind of dirty thinking eased a lot.
Alright, since God doesn't like Lee Nanfang playing like this, he has to give God face. When he bitterly retracted his hand, he could faintly hear the sound of a door, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps like a cat walking.
Thunder was a very normal natural phenomenon. Using science to explain it, after the two clouds fiercely collided, the positive and negative ions on their own bodies caused the electric arcs to pierce through the clouds and shine on the land. If they could be collected, a single lightning could last a long time for an entire city.
Explaining the phenomenon of thunder in this way wasn't anything special. As long as they didn't stand on high ground and spread their arms, or hide under a big tree and wait for the lightning to strike them, they would hide inside the house and sleep. When they opened their eyes the next day, it would naturally be clear after the rain, and there would be no bullshit to be seen.
But many little girls are particularly afraid of thunder.
Duan Xiangning was already over thirty and was no longer a little girl. She was still afraid of thunder.
As for why she was so afraid of thunder, it was none of your business.
In any case, she was afraid of thunder, especially after the blackout. Whenever lightning broke through the clouds, she would think that in the next moment, a green-faced monster with fangs would appear in front of her and ruthlessly tear her apart.
In the past, when it was raining, she always needed someone to accompany her.
She dove into his embrace like a kitten, her delicate body shivering as she fell into a deep sleep.
She would turn on all the lights in the house and curl up on the sofa with a pillow in her arms, waiting for the dawn to come.
If the electricity didn't go on tonight, she would turn on the light in her bedroom and curl up in the corner with her pillow in her arms, waiting for the morning to come.
But there was no electricity.
At first, when there was no electricity, she thought it was Devil Lee outside pulling down the switch to scare her.
When she opened the curtain and peeked out, she saw that the street lamps outside and the buildings across from them were dark. She knew that the power had been cut.
The sudden clap of thunder would definitely turn on the lights in the corridor.
Duan Xiangning's heart almost stopped beating when she saw nothing but a silver snake-like lightning flash in the dark night.
If Lee Nanfang didn't light up the engine to smoke and didn't make Duan Xiangning suspect that he wasn't a ghost but rather that he hadn't died yet and was just pretending to be a ghost to scare her, she definitely wouldn't have tiptoed behind the door and opened it slowly with her blanket wrapped around her.
Even though Scumbag Lee was scary, in Duan Xiangning's heart, he was much better than the green-faced fanged monster that could appear at any time.
Trusted.
Even though, he really was a ghost.
However, this ghost seemed to have a deep relationship with her in the past.
Women are like that.
After being possessed by an especially charming person, no matter how much she was afraid of him or how much she hated him, the status he held in her heart was something that no green-faced fanged monster could compare to.
Therefore, Duan Xiangning quickly made the choice to seek safety like Lee Nanfang, rather than hiding in the house to be afraid.
She hesitated before opening the door.
Because she really couldn't guarantee that Lee Nanfang, who smoked, wouldn't be a ghost.
The thing that drove her to run towards Lee Nanfang on her tiptoes was the especially loud thunder.
Thunder and lightning appeared at the same time.
Duan Xiangning was so scared that the blood in her entire body froze. She didn't dare to slack off anymore. Borrowing the lightning and white light, she ran to the sofa and knelt on the ground. Then she held Lee Nanfang.
"What?"
Lee Nanfang, who was not in a good mood, cursed angrily after being hugged by the woman, "Are you sick? You're not going to sleep and you've come to harass me."
When Lee Nanfang blurted out those words, he forgot to use a creepy voice to play tricks on him.
"I, I'm scared."
Duan Xiangning tremblingly said as she climbed onto the sofa.
How big is the sofa?
Lee Nanfang was full by himself, and now Duan Xiangning wanted to climb up. Besides lying on top of him, where else could she go?
When Duan Xiangning first got out of bed, she was still wrapped in a blanket.
After the sudden clap of thunder, she was scared out of her wits. When she ran out of the room in a panic, she wasn't wearing any clothes.
She didn't realize it.
Lee Nanfang couldn't see the darkness in the room, but he was disgusted with the woman for not knowing the difference between a man and a woman. To come into the living room in the middle of the night and climb on top of him, that was simply too much for one's self — without even thinking, Lee Nanfang reached out his hand and pushed her to the ground: "Get out of the way, laozi is bothering you."
"Oh, this woman isn't wearing any clothes."
Lee Nanfang was stunned for a moment and then immediately understood.