Strongest Guard

The sky was getting dark when Duan Linghsing, who was riding a motorcycle, suddenly turned around. Her blurry eyes were still staring at him as she said those words, but it was as if they were still circling Lee Nanfang's ears, making his heart palpitate.    

Yet another indescribable feeling.    

Duan Linghsing was Duan Linghsing. From head to toe, every strand of hair on her body belonged to Duan Linghsing, yet she was Duan Xiangning every now and then.    

When they were in the wilderness, Duan Linghsing couldn't do anything, nor could she say anything. Only Duan Xiangning could make Lee Nanfang absent-minded. It was like a full moon rising in front of his eyes …    

How could a person have two souls?    

If you look at medicine, it's typical of schizophrenia --    

Even though Lee Nanfang had a black dragon hidden in his body, he was still a monster in the world of normal people.    

However, he had long since gotten used to it and was unable to accept the reality of the two phoenixes merging with their souls.    

Lee Nanfang was speechless.    

There was curiosity, palpitations, and even fear. There was also an inexplicable sense of excitement and peace of mind.    

His heart palpitated in fear. It was no more than when he had Duan Linghsing, which was equivalent to having Duan Xiangning. The latter had long passed away, yet she was able to "borrow someone's soul", giving Lee Nanfang and the ghost a strange feeling.    

As for his excitement...    

There was no need to explain too much into the man's dirty thoughts. It was about the same as how Xu Xian and her husband could actually sleep with the white snake.    

An Xin could be easily dealt with.    

In the years after Duan Xiangning had passed away, Lee Nanfang would always feel guilty whenever he thought of her. However, because of the separation between Yin and Yang, he was unable to make up for it.    

Now that Duan Xiangning had "returned", Lee Nanfang could use his actions to let her know how much he loved her.    

There was also the Lady Boss's sweet and fragrant incense.    

Even though Lee Nanfang had repeatedly told him that she wasn't that woman, Duan Linghsing had already investigated her background.    

He also believed it.    

But why, when he was quietly guarding Miura Qingying and pondering about when the person who brought him to Piaomiao Countryside would appear, would the Lady Boss always appear before his eyes?    

Just who was she?    

While Lee Nanfang was lost in thought and instinctively took out a cigarette from his pocket, he suddenly felt a tug on the front of his shirt.    

Then Miura Qingying's soft voice came, "Meteor, what are you thinking? "So engrossed, I called you many times, but you didn't even hear me."    

Lee Nanfang turned around and realized that Miura Qingying had woken up. She was looking at him curiously with her big and clear eyes.    

"You're much better."    

Lee Nanfang smiled, and caressed his forehead lightly: "When we were at the Black Fog Beach, you burned so much, that it scared me. I was just thinking, what if you get burnt like a fool? "    

"Even if I'm turned into a fool, you still have to take care of me for the rest of my life. Isn't that right? "    

A trace of craftiness and a trace of worry flashed within Miura Qingying's eyes.    

She was truly afraid that Lee Nanfang would ignore her.    

Although the world was big, Lee Nanfang was the only one for her.    

Lee Nanfang shook his head with a serious expression and said, "No, I won't care about you for the rest of my life."    

Miura Qingying was stunned. When her face turned pale, she saw the guy say with a gentle expression, "No matter if you're an idiot or an idiot. I will care about you for ten lifetimes, a hundred lifetimes. "The rest of my life, I'll take care of it."    

Then, Lee Nanfang's sickroom, which had a terrible environment, suddenly lit up.    

Because of the lightness of the smile.    

Before meeting Lee Nanfang, Miura Qingying, who had almost never dated any man other than her alcoholic father, was still too pure.    

Just with Scumbag Lee's skill at picking up girls, he only needed to use a little bit of trick to make her happy to the point that she couldn't find the north.    

"If I lie to girls like this, will I be struck by lightning?"    

When Lee Nanfang lightly sat up and leaned against his chest, his shoulders trembled and his shirt was wet from the heat. Lee Nanfang looked out of the window guiltily.    

Outside the window, the last rays of the sun were swallowed up by the darkness.    

Haoyue rose.    

There were stars blinking, and the sky was a mysterious, dark blue, like an oversized blue crystal, turned upside down on the ground.    

There were no lights on in the ward.    

Miura Qingying forbade it.    

She hoped to be able to lie in Lee Nanfang's arms forever, listening to his heartbeat, and never move again.    

However, she had a clear premonition that Lee Nanfang was about to leave her.    

Although he had just told her that he would care about her for generations to come, Miura Qingying still sensed something from him.    

When the faint sound of someone talking could be heard from outside the door, Miura Qingying moved a little and asked, "You're leaving, right?"    

Lee Nanfang caressed her back, shook his head in the dark: "No. "You're leaving."    

The corner of Miura Qingying's mouth twitched. "Where are you taking me?"    

Lee Nanfang answered, "800."    

"What is eight hundred?"    

Miura Qingying raised her head to look at him, her eyes twinkling brightly in the darkness. With a trembling voice, she asked, "Where will you go from now on?"    

"Eight hundred, it's my home."    

When he said "home", Lee Nanfang's voice had a hint of happiness in it: "My mother. A teacher who raised me and taught me my skills. My women, my children, and my friends were there. Do you think I'll go there often? "    

Even though his words of "my women" were a fatal blow to a girl who was deeply in love.    

However, Miura Qingying knew all of this from a long time ago, and had already experienced what kind of virtue and character those women had.    

A group of shameless women had been chasing him on the sea for days. Every night, there would be a different kind of woman riding a boat in front of him. Under the starlight and in the sea, the happy singing world was beautiful …    

In a way, the happier a woman is with a man, the happier she is.    

Even though Miura Qingying was an inexperienced lover, she could still tell that this fellow was capable, capable of making all her women feel happy.    

"He'll make me happy, too. Because I am also his woman. "    

Miura Qingying's eyes were narrowed into crescent moons. While she was thinking this in her heart, the sound of numerous footsteps came from outside.    

When the footsteps stopped outside the door, Lee Nanfang turned on the light and helped her lie down.    

Polite knocks came from the door.    

Following Lee Nanfang's invitation, the door opened.    

Miura Qingying saw more than a dozen people appear in the corridor outside the door.    

Most of them were wearing white coats. It was obvious that they were the hospital's medical staff.    

One of the nurses looked like an abnormal pig's liver. Her whole body was still trembling. One look was enough to tell that she had suffered a great shock.    

She didn't know that this nurse was the one who, upon seeing Miura Qingying's pure and fresh spirit, had suggested that they find her a husband.    

Of course Lee Nanfang knew her.    

However, this kind of wishy-washy old lady, he really didn't care about them and wasn't in the mood for retaliation.    

When the middle-aged man in the white coat retreated to the side with a flattering smile, Miura Qingying looked at another girl.    

The short-haired girl wore a black Batshirt, thick pants, black sneakers, chewing gum, and had both hands in her pockets. Her eyes were slightly narrow and long, yet inexplicably charming, and her whole body radiated a valiant charm.    

After Miura Qingying saw the short-haired girl, she instinctively analyzed the situation. However, she suddenly realized that she had changed.    

His demeanor changed.    

She was still wearing the same clothes and her mouth was still chewing gum. She didn't even move. Miura Qingying's analysis of her newness and cuteness had turned into the unique sexiness of a mature woman.    

"How could she be like this?"    

While Miura Qingying was still stunned, the short-haired girl looked at her and suddenly revealed a smile.    

A smile. A strange smile.    

When Miura Qingying and Xinn'er immediately jumped up, Lee Nanfang held her left hand lightly. With a little grip, she calmed down.    

She subconsciously looked at Lee Nanfang and saw him frown slightly as he faced the short-haired girl.    

Lightly looking outside the door, the short-haired girl stuck out her tongue.    

The girl stuck out her tongue. This was a type of naughty act, and she should be extremely cute from the looks of it.    

But why, when she lightly watched the short-haired girl do this action, did she feel an indescribable charm?    

Lee Nanfang sighed. The short-haired girl blinked and walked in quickly.    

Immediately, she lightly smelled a unique fragrance, and when she looked at the short-haired girl again, she seemed so valiant and innocent, not having the slightest bit of sexy charm at all.    

When she was light and confused, she heard the girl moan in a low voice: "I was just joking with her, what are you angry about? In the future, I won't do that. "    

Lee Nanfang reprimanded her in a low voice: "How can I be at ease if you go back with her to 800 yuan? Besides, you should know where eight hundred is. If you continue to do so, you will only be hurt yourself. "    

I'll go with her to the eight hundred?    

Only then did Miura Qingying realize that there was a black backpack on the short-haired girl's back.    

Although Lee Nanfang loved every single one of his women, especially those with the surname Duan, he would never allow her to mess around with him when she was playing a prank on him.    

Furthermore, what he said was correct. In that eight hundred unique place, other than the great Black Dragon, who would dare to do such a thing would only harm themselves.    

"I know, don't scold me like that." You bullied her this afternoon. How long had it been since he had pulled up his pants? He was already pretending to be a boss with a stern expression on his face. Besides, for the sake of your little lover, I have to return eight hundred years early. After all, I really like working here. I think I can realize the value of my life. "    

The girl moaned as she stretched out her hand towards Qing Shui and said crisply: "Let me introduce myself, Duan Linghsing. The public servant of QIngling County has resigned. This act will send you to the eight hundred full-time Flower Protector. "    

Hearing Duan Linghsing's words, Lee Nanfang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.    

This was her silly nature.    

But — well, I can't tell you the whole story. I hope they're all happy.    

Just as the two beauties were introducing themselves to each other, an elder dressed in ordinary clothes slowly walked in, holding a pipe in his hand.    

In the most remote areas, the ancestral shrines and the elders had a great deal of influence.    

This elder who looked to be around eighty years of age, yet was still spirited and energetic, was precisely the "gentleman" of QIngling County.    

As long as he showed his face, the hospital's president would obediently run over and respectfully address the Old Third as "what kind of wind blew you here."    

Third grandfather said, there are friends here who are treating patients, some people in your hospital are after Little Beauty, that's why I came to see who is the one who is giving face to our QIngling County.    

The dean nearly peed his pants when he heard this …    

Don't look at how Lee Nanfang was being treated by those girls right now. He could catch the rain just by walking with his nose to the sky. However, he still maintained the proper etiquette in front of the elders.    

He walked up to the elder and bowed.    

He did not ask the elder who he was or why he was here.    

He only knew that if he wanted to solve some of the doubts in his heart, he would have to ask the elders.    

"Hehe, young man, shall we go for a walk?"    

The Third Old Master puffed up some smoke and asked with a smile.    

Lee Nanfang immediately raised his hand: "Please, old man."    

As he was leaving, he turned around and gave Lil 'Light a comforting look.    

The moon was bright and the stars were thin.    

The sky was as black as ink.    

In the small garden behind the hospital, the Third Old Master walked with his hands behind his back and a cigarette in his mouth. When he reached a tree, he stopped and said, "Young man, this place is not bad."    

"You're right."    

Lee Nanfang nodded. He looked around and asked straightforwardly, "Old Master, I have three questions."    

The Third Old Master turned around slowly and let out a puff of smoke.    

Lee Nanfang said softly, "Today, I saw a woman. I should have known her, and she knew me. But she didn't know me, and she was a lot younger than she used to be. I thought they were not the same person. However, when they were in the ward, she had felt that person, and that feeling had become more and more intense. Please enlighten me. "