C768 I Can't Bear to Leave Him
C768 I Can't Bear to Leave Him
This was the main character of her nightmare when she was young, the person that she would hate to the point that she would clench her teeth at when she grew up.
But now, he looked just like that — adorable.
Yes, it was indeed cute.
Look at how handsome our family's Nanfang is with his bushy eyebrows, single eyelids, and a toad mouth.
If he rubbed rouge on his face, drew eyebrows, and smeared lipstick on half a bottle of milk on his face, South Korea and Small Cream would be willing to admit defeat.
Yue Zitong had never realized that Lee Nanfang was so handsome.
Why hadn't he noticed it before?
He couldn't help but scratch his face lightly with his fingers.
Of course she couldn't see it. Her eyes were filled with tender love.
"We are husband and wife. Scum, do you know? We are husband and wife, husband and wife for life, no, not for life, but for ten lifetimes, a hundred lifetimes, forever and ever. "
Yue Zitong's voice sounded like she was talking in her sleep, "In the future, no matter where we are, we will always be husband and wife. Just like the song in which they sang, pinching one of you, pinching one of me, one of my sister and one of my elder brother. Shatter you, shatter me, and add some water to balance the mud. "I'll pinch you again, pinch me again. Big brother has a little sister on him, and little sister has a big brother on her."
She sang very well, especially when she was full of love. Soft, greasy and sweet, just like the malt candy that Lee Nanfang loved to eat when he was young. A mouthful would make his sweet heart melt.
For some reason, Lee Nanfang suddenly felt like crying.
A man wanted to cry, but he wasn't like some lacking tendons who said, hopeless.
Just like Lu Xun had said, Wuqing might not be a true hero, so how could he not be a husband?
Crying was one of the seven emotions of a person.
Not only sad to cry, happy to also cry, touched even more cry.
Tears also had a name — true love.
Of course, Lee Nanfang just wanted to cry, but he wouldn't.
If he really did shed tears, his aunt would immediately turn from a gentle finger, turning into a yaksha, twisting his ear 360 degrees, angrily scolding him for being scum. He actually took advantage of her sleep to eat her tender tofu, and even tricked her into revealing his true feelings.
For the sake of protecting his ears, Lee Nanfang decided that even if he was touched to death, he would never cry.
It would be better to prick up his ears and listen to the praises she was about to make.
He could avoid doing good deeds, but after doing good deeds, he had to add fuel to the fire by bragging. This was one of Yue Zitong's most obvious characteristics.
Sure enough, after singing a small song, Yue Zitong easily changed the topic to the matter from last night.
"Scum, do you know what kind of dangers I experienced last night in order to save you?"
In the next fifteen minutes, Yue Zitong stood at an objective angle and narrated in detail what she had experienced last night.
When she mentioned how she thought Little Nephew had died, she cried so bitterly that she was determined to sacrifice herself for her love.
Speaking of how Yang Xiao was going to take Lee Nanfang away from her warm embrace, how a weak girl like her, who had no power to tie a chicken, had a thrilling life-and-death struggle with the evil forces.
Especially after that, how did she get rid of Yang Xiao and purposely break the fence of the villa complex? Even if Lee Nanfang was a clay figurine, he had to admire how smart and courageous she was.
Hero, the term, seemed to have been specially invented for her.
But!
All of this was not as touching as watching Little Nephew all night.
"If I get old from lack of sleep, it's your fault. Hmph hmph, my little darling, the only reason you can marry me, who has both beauty and wisdom, is because you destroyed seventeen to eighteen of the big wooden fish in your previous life. Are you just secretly happy? Oh, and oh, and you mustn't remember what I said, it was all on your lips all day, and it was a hymn to me. I'm used to doing good deeds and not leaving my name. "Everything should be done in a low-key manner."
The winter sun rose above Yue Zitong's murmur.
It was bright red, like her little face.
It seemed that she was finally aware of the fact that bragging was a very shameless thing.
"Alright, baby. Sleep well. My aunt will cook for you."
Yue Zitong lowered her head and kissed Lee Nanfang's forehead lightly. Then, she stood up and walked towards the door.
Lee Nanfang opened his eyes and saw that she suddenly turned around.
He quickly closed his eyes again.
He then felt Yue Zitong lower her head and kiss him lightly on the mouth.
She couldn't bear to leave Lee Nanfang!
Even though he was lying in her house, on her embroidery bed, she wasn't going out. She was only going to cook for a little while, and she couldn't bear to leave him.
Lee Nanfang's heart thumped wildly.
His entire being seemed to float up to the clouds, floating comfortably in the sunlight.
She's been gone a long time.
Lee Nanfang remained the same as when she left and didn't move at all.
He was afraid that this was a beautiful dream.
As soon as he moved, the dream woke up.
However, he had to wake up eventually.
The Black Dragon that had been hiding in his body never stopped circling around him when Yue Zitong had spoken. It continuously shook its head and wagged its tail, attempting to rush out of his body and pounce towards the window.
What's at the window?
To be able to elicit such excitement from the Black Dragon.
Lee Nanfang sat up slowly and looked towards the window.
The dressing table was on the left side of the window. It was covered with all sorts of cosmetics, pearls and jewelry.
In the past, if Lee Nanfang didn't steal a few bags after seeing so many pieces of jewelry, he would be quite frustrated.
Not now.
Stealing his wife's jewelry was not a manly act at all.
After ignoring the jewelry, there was nothing to look at on the dressing table.
Isn't it just some cosmetics, and a big mirror?
The Black Dragon was interested in that direction. It should be interested in the hill outside the window, right?
Could it be that there was some rare and beautiful jade buried on the small mountain behind them?
Now, Lee Nanfang had confirmed that the Black Dragon was interested in fine jade, antiques and the like.
The hill didn't look like an ancient tomb, so there wouldn't be any antiques.
It was quite possible that there was some rare and beautiful jade hidden within.
However, Lee Nanfang was curious about the Black Dragon's performance.
In the past, when the Black Dragon found the jade, it would impatiently pounce towards them, just like a desert traveler who was about to die from thirst when he saw a small river.
But now, the Black Dragon's reaction was one of excitement and hesitation.
He was still a little afraid.
It was just like how there was something that it needed in particular, yet it was able to harm it to a certain extent.
"What is outside the window?"
Lee Nanfang was a bit confused. He lifted the bed under his feet and went to the back window. He pulled up the curtain and opened the window.
Immediately, the cold, dry wind that was unique to winter in the north came whirling in.
He couldn't help but shudder.
The sound of the door opening rang out from behind him.
He turned around to find that Yue Zitong was already standing in front of the door, looking at him with a face full of joy.
He was still somewhat infatuated with her.
Lee Nanfang also looked at her.
Their gazes met, and after looking at each other affectionately for a long time, Yue Zitong asked softly, "Are you awake?"
"Mm, I woke up."
"My arm, does it still hurt?"
"It's a bit itchy."
"This proves that the powder that others sprinkled on you has an extremely good effect."
Yue Zitong leaned against the door frame and crossed her arms in front of her chest. "Other than your arms, what else is wrong?"
Lee Nanfang shook his shoulders and said, "It hurts here."
"Are the bones okay?"
"It should be fine, right?"
"Yes, can you hold chopsticks?"
"Of course."
"Then wash your face and brush your teeth. Then we can eat. "
With a gentle smile, Yue Zitong turned around and slowly walked away.
"I don't feel good about her treating me like this. Could it be that my bones contain a lot of despicable factors?"
Lee Nanfang was stunned for a moment, then shrugged and walked into the bathroom.
When he came out, Yue Zitong, wearing a small apron, was arranging dishes in the dining room.
It seemed that last night's experience had moved her greatly.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have cooked five or six dishes so early in the morning with a bottle of red wine on the table.
As long as he was alive, he should treasure his current blissful life.
Today, she didn't wear a three-piece suit and a small apron. Instead, she wore the black sportswear she wore last night when she went to find Lee Nanfang.
It was covered in mud, and there were a few pieces of blood the size of coins, as well as tears on his chest.
Lee Nanfang knew that she did not change her clothes on purpose.
He hadn't even combed his hair.
Tears still hung on his face.
Fortunately, her small hands were snow-white and tender. She should have already washed them.
She was trying to seduce Lee Nanfang to ask what was going on with her.
That way, she would be able to exaggerate what she had experienced last night at least a dozen times, and she would be able to describe it vividly at least three times, without requiring him to remember it firmly.
In the past, Lee Nanfang had always scoffed at Yue Zitong because she did good deeds that she could not wait to let everyone in the world know of this illness.
Now he felt very — happy.
A woman who loved to brag, cry, laugh and get jealous was a woman of flesh and blood.
So, when she's jealous, you have to be patient and explain it to her.
When she laughs, you can take the opportunity to look at her wormlike back incisors.
When she cries, you'll know what brand of tissue is better at absorbing water.
When she boasts, you have to feign an "impossible" look of shock to satisfy her vanity.
Admittedly, you pay a lot, and sometimes you even get annoyed.
But it is undeniable that you will have her, and your happiness, for that matter.
For the sake of happiness, Lee Nanfang stared at her for a while and then muttered: "Aunt, how did you end up like this?"
"Sigh, isn't it all because of you?"
Yue Zitong didn't know that before she started bragging to Lee Nanfang, her quiet sigh had become a habit.
"I want to know what happened after I fainted last night."
"Come, come and sit."
After Lee Nanfang sat down, Yue Zitong poured him a full glass of red wine. With a unique low and magnetic voice, she exaggerated what she had said a few times and narrated it to him.
Meanwhile, Lee Nanfang's expression kept changing.
Sometimes surprised, sometimes worried, sometimes angry, sometimes tearful.
Life is like a play, it's all about acting.
However, if acting can be exchanged for true happiness, Lee Nanfang didn't mind acting with his aunt every day.
However, perhaps it was because he was too engrossed in the play, Lee Nanfang blurted out, "In the bedroom, when you said that you broke the property bars, you didn't say that you also sent him flying —"
Yue Zitong's eyes suddenly turned cold when she saw the trace of love in his eyes. A trace of an awkward sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth. "Speak, why aren't you saying anything?"
"About that, I suddenly remember that I still have something to do."
Lee Nanfang was so regretful that he wanted to slap himself in the face to punish him for instantly destroying his happiness.
"Hehe, now you are getting bolder and bolder. How dare you eat my tofu in broad daylight? You want to leave? "No way."
Amidst the sneer, a small hand skillfully grabbed his left ear.