C1292 Don't Pamper Me All the Time
C1292 Don't Pamper Me All the Time
Forget about Lee Nanfang who had a temper. If it was anyone else, who wouldn't be angry?
Lee Nanfang's actions when he opened the door in anger had lifted Alice's hair.
What's more, this fellow's face was filled with a savage look of unsatisfied desire, as though he was about to eat someone alive.
Alice quickly took a few steps back, lowered her head and muttered, "Li … Mr. Lee." "Sorry, sorry."
If it was a man knocking on the door, no matter who he was or what reason he had, Lee Nanfang would slap him.
A bad guy should be beaten up if he has something good to do.
But since this person was Alice, the man who beat up women, would be looked down upon.
Lee Nanfang put down his right hand and asked, "Is there something you need?"
Although his voice was not very loud, it carried the unfamiliarity of a stranger coming close.
But could it be blamed on him?
Who told Alice to call him Mr. Lee?
Mr. Lee?
Hehe.
Tsk, she was using this form of address intentionally to tell Mr. Lee that the relationship between the two of them was no longer the relationship between a master and a slave.
Alice had been thoroughly taught by Sui Yueyue. She had changed from a vase that was meant to please Lee Nanfang into a thoughtful woman.
This was a good thing.
Actually, Lee Nanfang had long hoped that Alice could live like all self-respecting women, and not always use herself as a vase to play with men.
However, when Alice finally had this kind of happy change, Mr. Lee was quite unhappy.
He felt as though something valuable had been lost and he would never be able to find it again.
He knew that if he dragged her into the house and whipped her, he would be able to beat her back to her original form.
But — there was still Yue Zitong in the room.
When a person's head gets hot, there's no one that she doesn't dare to be a second-rate woman.
Therefore, Lee Nanfang could only stand at the door and quickly adjust his state of mind, as if he was doing business.
It was as if he and Alice had never interacted before.
After clearly feeling Lee Nanfang's coldness, Alice bit her lips. When she raised her head, I don't know your indifferent expression anymore.
With a stiff tone, he said, "Mr. Lee, Sister Yue wants you to go to her office."
"I'm not free."
Lee Nanfang was disgusted that Alice dared to play around with him. He coldly said that and raised his hand to close the door.
"Wait. "Mr. Lee, listen to me — ah!"
When Alice saw that he was about to close the door, she anxiously extended her feet.
Her intention was to stop Lee Nanfang from closing the door.
However, Lee Nanfang didn't expect her to be so adamant about closing the door.
By the time Alice realized how dangerous it was and subconsciously retracted her foot, it was already over.
The heavy Solid Wood door board had already heavily stuck on her ankle.
Her scream scared Lee Nanfang and he quickly opened the door.
Alice hurriedly reached out her hand to support the door frame. When she looked down at her right leg, tears were already flowing down her face.
Lee Nanfang's strength was a bit too strong when he closed the door — — No, it should be that the Solid Wood door was too heavy, or it could be said that Alice's skin was too tender and tender. Just like that, she had actually made her right ankle turn green, and blood had actually flowed out.
Looking at the bruise on Alicexue's ankle, Lee Nanfang felt that he was not a man anymore.
Although Alice's transformation made her very unhappy, she was still his woman.
Real man--what kind of bullshit real man is this.
Even if he was a real man, he shouldn't have used such a method to deal with his woman, right?
Not only was it cruel, it was also extremely unmanly.
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to.
Lee Nanfang was a good kid who knew his wrongs. When he opened his mouth to apologize to Alice, Yue Zitong's bland voice came from the bedroom behind him, "Alice, you go first. We'll be there shortly."
"Yes."
Alice immediately replied in a low voice. She raised her hand to wipe her tears before turning around and limping away.
Looking at her back, Lee Nanfang seemed to have thought of something: "She seems to listen to everything Yue Zitong says."
Footsteps could be heard from behind as Yue Zitong's voice sounded out, "Are you feeling sorry for holding me back?"
"Yes."
The moment Lee Nanfang said that word, someone slapped the back of his head.
Actually, he was able to dodge it. After all, Lee Nanfang was an expert who had his eyes and ears everywhere.
However, he did not dodge.
Because he knew very well that if he didn't let his aunt slap him, she wouldn't be able to quell her burning jealousy.
To pity another woman in front of her, this was simply courting death.
Compared to seeking death, what was the point of getting slapped by her nonchalantly?
Hehe.
Of course, the guilty Lee Nanfang still had to express his dissatisfaction, to prove that he didn't care about women other than his aunt: "What are you doing, beating people up whenever you want. I'm warning you, if you don't change your smelly illness in the future, you will not get married sooner or later. "
"Idiot."
Yue Zitong could obviously see what he was thinking. She rolled her eyes and cursed with a face full of contempt.
"You're the idiot."
Lee Nanfang, who never bothered to argue with a retard, twitched his mouth and quickly walked to the bathroom.
Alice didn't mean to ruin their plans, Lee Nanfang was sure of that.
She knocked on the door. Something must have happened.
If there was nothing else, Sui Yueyue's high IQ would definitely not disturb them.
If he really wanted to disturb them, he wouldn't have waited until the sun was at its highest before sending Alice over.
Lee Nanfang didn't think about why Sui Yueyue was looking for him.
It would be abnormal if Sui Yueyue did not come to find him today.
When Lee Nanfang walked out, Yue Zitong, who had changed into a proper suit, was sitting in front of the dresser. She was holding a lipstick and wiping her lips carefully.
In Lee Nanfang's impression, Yue Zitong, who was very confident about her appearance, rarely rubbed rouge on her face.
Therefore, Lee Nanfang had never seen Yue Zitong after putting on makeup.
Now, he saw it.
Looking at the woman in the mirror, Lee Nanfang thought of an adjective: "A person is more delicate than a flower."
Yue Zitong couldn't be blamed for her narcissism, as she boasted that she had the posture of a fish falling to the ground.
He did indeed have the ability to do so.
The makeup she was wearing right now wasn't the kind of demonic-thick makeup. It was just using an eyebrow pencil to draw on a beautiful face, a little bit of eye shadow, and a little bit of lipstick.
However, even though it was just a simple makeup, it added to her femininity. It perfectly illustrated what truly meant by dignified and elegant, unreachable.
"How is it? Does this look good?"
Glancing at Lee Nanfang, who was standing behind her and staring at her, Yue Zitong suppressed her complacency and asked in a reserved manner.
"Good."
Lee Nanfang would never lie when it was time to tell the truth.
"Do you want to have me for your entire life?"
Yue Zitong said lightly as she turned her head around with bright eyes.
Lee Nanfang nodded and once again said sincerely, "Yes."
"You wish."
Yue Zitong snorted coldly. Suddenly, she grabbed the tissue on the table and wiped her face, which had just been melted.
Lee Nanfang really wanted to scold her for being crazy. Why did she have the heart to wipe away such a beautiful face?
However, looking at how she gritted her teeth in hatred, she knew that this was the smartest time to shut up.
After she crumpled the tissue into a ball and threw it into the wastebasket, Yue Zitong then looked at Lee Nanfang, who was changing his clothes, and asked in a low voice: "Why didn't you stop me?"
Lee Nanfang, wearing the button of his blue shirt, replied, "If I stop you, will you listen to me?"
"Of course not."
Yue Zitong answered confidently.
Lee Nanfang shrugged and didn't say anything.
Since he stopped her, and Yue Zitong wouldn't listen to him, then was it really necessary for him to do so?
Did he really think that Yue Zitong wouldn't say anything after he stopped her?
She would say, "Do I care? Who are you to me? At most, you are my Little Nephew. I'm not your wife, and you're not my husband. "If you want to care about it, go and care about your Sister Yeshen."
No matter how eloquent Lee Nanfang was, she would not believe what he said.
"You're just a piece of trash."
Seeing that Lee Nanfang was so smart that he didn't say anything, Yue Zitong suddenly raised her leg and kicked the wastebasket.
The wastebasket flew towards Lee Nanfang.
Lee Nanfang took a step forward and smashed the wastebasket on the wardrobe. The tissue and other trash inside were scattered all over the floor.
Yue Zitong was very unwilling to miss Lee Nanfang. She grabbed another bottle of skin care oil from the dressing table and threw it over.
Lee Nanfang didn't say anything and just dodged the attack.
After that, eyebrow pens, lipstick, lipstick, and other things flew in.
They were all easily dodged by Lee Nanfang.
Yue Zitong stretched out her hand to grab again, only to find nothing.
The items on the dressing table had all been taken away by her.
"You dare to dodge?"
Angry, Yue Zitong bent over, raised her chair and threw it at him.
Peng!
This time, Lee Nanfang didn't dodge. The chair smashed into his back and then fell onto the ground.
Ye Zichen smashed him to the ground, causing him to stagger and support Ye Zichen in the wardrobe.
Still no answer.
Yue Zitong was stunned. "Why aren't you dodging?"
Look, this is a woman.
When Lee Nanfang dodged earlier, she was extremely angry.
However, when Lee Nanfang did not dodge anymore and stood there obediently, letting her smash him with a chair, she was surprised and then felt heartache again.
Lee Nanfang raised his hand and rubbed his back that was in pain and said with a mischievous smile, "I dodged just now because those things didn't hurt when they hit my body."
Yue Zitong's mouth twitched. Without a word, she turned around and walked to the door.
As she opened the door and went out, she turned back and said earnestly, "You shouldn't have spoilt me like this. The more you are like this, the less I know what to do. "
"Did I spoil you?"
Lee Nanfang asked in shock.
"From now on, you must never spoil me again. But you can't be mean to me either. Otherwise, I will go crazy. "
Yue Zitong said softly and closed the door.
Lee Nanfang stood in front of the wardrobe and did not move for a long time.
Regardless of whether he admitted it or not, his actions just now proved that he was spoiling Yue Zitong.
But why did he spoil her?
She clearly knew that she had been spoiled by him, yet she lost her temper. What was the meaning behind this?
"Could this be a woman in deep love?"
Lee Nanfang finally found the answer and shuddered: "So scary."
A woman in love, not only would her IQ plummet, her thoughts were erratic as well.
If it was just a small misunderstanding, she could have done something stupid and regret it for the rest of her life.
Yue Zitong's actions just now had proven this point.
Fortunately, there was still one last trace of clarity left in her spiritual altar. It was enough to remind him not to spoil her in the future.
This made Lee Nanfang very pleased.
However, since she already understood this, why did she have to warn her not to treat her with such ill intentions?
It was only because she wanted Lee Nanfang to do something to her that she could return to normal.