Strongest Guard

Their eyes met, and Duan Xiangning's face flushed red. She quickly lowered her head, lifted her left foot, and performed a standard dance as she sat on the ground.    

    

"Why are you here?"    

    

Lee Nanfang blurted out the question, which proved once again that men were basically "merciless" people.    

    

After all, he had dreamt that he was Sun Wukong, and was pressed down by the Five Fingers Mountain, causing him to be unable to breathe. Only when he was almost suffocated did Tang Sanzang, who came from the west, finally arrive late and helped him remove the Yellow Paper which had an incantation written on it. Only then did he manage to lift the mountain on his back.    

    

Unexpectedly, the mountain turned out to be Duan Xiangning, who was lying on top of him.    

    

Suddenly, he remembered that he was not Sun Wukong but Scumbag Lee. He asked with a smile, "What was that sound just now? "Just a wave."    

    

If there really was an elf that witnessed this, he would definitely smash a brick on the back of Lee Nanfang's head: "Shameless human, no, shameless man, you actually asked such a shameless question of a beauty. And what was that sound? Of course it was … "    

    

Duan Xiangning wanted to die.    

    

Even more, he hoped that the lightning would strike through the night and ruthlessly crush her into ashes.    

    

She really doesn't have the face to live anymore, okay?    

    

If it was worth forgiving for Ling Chen to seek Lee Nanfang's protection out of fear of thunder, and she didn't need to feel guilty, then how could she fall asleep on his body?    

    

"Ah, oh, that … I'm sorry, I was just casually asking."    

    

Scumbag Lee suddenly realized that his question had seriously hurt the woman's self-esteem. He quickly laughed coyly and jumped off the sofa to run to the bathroom.    

    

It was just a smile.    

    

He didn't feel guilty.    

    

Guain didn't plan to do anything to Duan Xiangning last night, she pushed him back shamelessly.    

    

Speaking of which, he was the real victim.    

    

Of course, due to the fact that men were worthless, Lee Nanfang wouldn't let her compensate for her losses.    

    

Men should possess the elegance of men.    

    

After showering three times, Lee Nanfang came out wrapped in a towel. Duan Xiangning was no longer in the living room.    

    

The bedroom door was tightly closed.    

    

She was truly too ashamed to meet anyone. She was a dignified young mistress of the direct line of descent for the Dali, and a young mistress in a third-rate wealthy family in Beijing, yet she shamelessly pushed aside a scumbag.    

    

Even though, if she hadn't met Scumbag Lee at the airport last night, she wouldn't have done that even if she had killed her.    

    

But could this weirdo, Lee Nanfang?    

    

She can take shelter in the kiosk, and they can take shelter in the rain, can't they?    

    

It was because she misunderstood that he was a ghost that she was frightened into unconsciousness.    

    

It was Jack who brought her home with him, and kindly offered her a hot bath and ginger soup — but she took revenge and bullied her benefactor.    

    

This matter was entirely her responsibility.    

    

If a lawsuit was brought to the South Heaven Gate, she wouldn't be able to win either.    

    

"Hey, you're not going to jump off a building and commit suicide, are you? Don't do that. If I had to commit suicide and go somewhere else, I didn't want to get into a lawsuit. If you think jumping off a building can turn you into a pie and make you look bad, go get some sleeping pills. "You are the head of the hospital anyway. It's easy to get a lot of sleeping pills."    

    

Lee Nanfang knocked on the door and made a suggestion out of good intentions. He then said: "About that, can you come out and take a bath first? I think that those who wash their body clean before dying will be able to die with a bit more dignity. "Besides, my change of clothes is in the bedroom closet."    

    

Before he could finish his sentence, the door opened and a red humanoid object pounced out.    

    

Lee Nanfang was so scared that he quickly hid to the side. Only when he looked over, did he realize that it was Duan Xiangning, who was wearing a windbreaker.    

    

She, who had no face to meet anyone, was even stunned.    

    

People with their heads covered are likely to run into telegraph poles when they run away in a hurry.    

    

This is Lee Nanfang's house, of course there is no telephone pole, but there is a wall.    

    

Peng!    

    

Seeing Duan Xiangning's head hit the bathroom wall, his body swayed a little and then collapsed limply onto the floor, he sneered, "Hmph, you want to sully me again? "Don't even think about it!"    

    

Lee Nanfang sneered. He entered the room resolutely and slammed the door shut.    

    

Opening the window and smelling the clear scent emitted by the green mountain after being bathed by the torrential rain, Lee Nanfang instantly felt refreshed and full of vitality from head to toe.    

    

Sui Yueyue was not a good girl.    

    

But it was possible to be a good wife.    

    

Because even though she knew Lee Nanfang was dead and would never come back to this house, she still prepared a few sets of clothes for him in the wardrobe.    

    

There were several styles, and even a dress for a party.    

    

Lee Nanfang, who had been looked down upon since he was young, wasn't too interested in suits, gowns and the like.    

    

If he had to choose a suit, of course, it would be the navy colored tunic Sui Yueyue had prepared specially for him.    

    

Everyone who truly cared about Lee Nanfang knew that he loved this color of Zhongshan clothing.    

    

Isn't that the only way to look good?    

    

Duan Xiangning, on the other hand, didn't know what clothes she should wear. After she finished bathing in a state of confusion, she didn't even know what clothes she should wear.    

    

She wanted to wash away evil, but when she thought about it again, it seemed like the source of evil was her, not Lee Nanfang.    

    

So she had better confess.    

    

"It is said that women are different from men. So men are different as well. Compared to him, the man in my house is not even worth mentioning. "    

    

While Duan Xiangning could not help but mutter to herself, someone knocked on the door.    

    

"Ah!    

    

Duan Xiangning was frightened out of her wits and shouted, "Don't, don't come in!"    

    

The knock on the door disappeared.    

    

Duan Xiangning was still holding onto the towel. After staring blankly for three minutes, she suddenly regretted.    

    

She should have let him in.    

    

And when he comes in, they can --    

    

After biting her lips and forcing herself not to be so dirty, Duan Xiangning quietly went to the back of the door and pressed her ear against it to listen to what was happening outside.    

    

There was no movement.    

    

"Could it be that he's purposely hiding outside, taking the opportunity to pounce in when I open the door, and then bullying me again with great hatred?"    

    

After waiting for a long time, Duan Xiangning gritted her teeth and said, "Fine, let's do it!" In any case, the last time was the last time, and the last two times, and the last ten times, were also the same.    

    

After making up her mind, Duan Xiangning unlatched the door and yanked it open.    

    

There was no one outside.    

    

Her heart was finally able to calm down.    

    

But then it was empty.    

    

"How did I end up like this?"    

    

After realizing why her heart was so empty, Duan Xiangning was in incomparable pain.    

    

But he quickly forgave himself.    

    

There was no one outside, but there was a clothes rack.    

    

On the clothes rack, there was a very fashionable Prada suit and a pair of black high-heeled shoes.    

    

These were the clothes that Sui Yueyue had arranged for him.    

    

Since she was able to get clothes for Devil Lee, then there was really no reason why she couldn't get clothes for him.    

    

Perhaps, in her heart, the rented house was her and Lee Nanfang's home?    

    

Compared to Duan Xiangning, Sui Yueyue was slightly thinner, but her clothes were just right for Duan Xiangning.    

    

The shoe size of the shoe also seemed to have been specially bought for her.    

    

Duan Xiangning dressed neatly, tidied herself up in front of the mirror, and quietly walked out of the bathroom.    

    

Lee Nanfang was already sitting on the sofa in the living room, eating noodles with a bowl in his hands.    

    

Hearing the sound of high heels on the ground, Lee Nanfang said without raising his head: "Isn't it just putting on clothes? So long-winded. Are you still eating? "    

    

If he didn't mention eating, Duan Xiangning wouldn't feel hungry.    

    

When she returned in the early hours of the morning, she had eaten a small bowl of noodles.    

    

However, the bowl of noodles had been consumed due to the long battle that lasted for several hours.    

    

Now that the sun had begun to set and she had just taken a hot bath, how could she not be hungry?    

    

What's more, Lee Nanfang's cooking skills were pretty good.    

    

Gulp, gulp.    

    

After she heard the protest from her stomach, she was about to say something when she heard Lee Nanfang say: "Oh, you don't want to eat? I knew you didn't want to eat, so I just cooked enough for me to eat alone. "    

    

Hypocritical!    

    

Despicable!    

    

Shameless!    

    

Who said I don't want to eat anymore?    

    

Duan Xiangning really wanted to throw herself onto the ground and squash this scumbag to drain his last drop of oil, turning him into a human.    

    

But she didn't dare.    

    

Just when he forced a smile and was about to say that I'm not hungry, Lee Nanfang spoke again: "Since you're not hungry, then let's go if you don't want to eat. "Well, the car keys are here, if you'll excuse me."    

    

With a crashing sound, Duan Xiangning's white Bmw car keys flew over.    

    

Instinctively, she reached out to catch it.    

    

Lee Nanfang, who was eating noodles with his head down, mumbled, "Oh, right. I don't want you to tell anyone that I'm back alive. Otherwise, I will tell everyone that you have been bullying me for hours. At that time, you will not have the face to be a human. "    

    

Duan Xiangning wanted to scream and curse. She wanted to ask who he was bullying!    

    

Yes, she admitted that in the early hours of the morning, she had been forced to pay a protection fee in order to be safe.    

    

But she was the one who started it, all right?    

    

Was there a woman who was about to die from exhaustion when she was bullying a man?    

    

However, even if she beat Duan Xiangning to death, she wouldn't say those words out loud.    

    

Only after taking a few deep breaths to calm his face down did he say he understood. He then turned around and walked quickly to the door.    

    

Just as he opened the door, the voice of the dead scum sounded again, "The suit you're wearing costs eighteen thousand yuan. When you go back, remember to transfer the money to me. I have already saved my contact information in your phone. I'm already very generous if I didn't ask for money from you. How could I give you another set of clothes? "    

    

Peng!    

    

Duan Xiangning used the sound of slamming the door to cut off the dead scumbag's voice.    

    

She really wanted to ask God how he could create such a shameless man.    

    

For a mere twenty thousand dollars, she claimed to be in a brothel.    

    

Just as Duan Xiangning was about to go black from anger, the door opposite her opened.