Strongest Guard

Actually, Yue Zitong wanted to dodge before Lee Nanfang smashed his heels on the table.    

    

But this wasn't her house. She could go anywhere she wanted.    

    

This was Sui Yueyue's territory.    

    

Yue Zitong was a dragon in Hua Xia, so she had to be cooped up here.    

    

It was a tiger, so he had to lie down here as well.    

    

Better not to walk around.    

    

This way, he could avoid blind people who didn't know Director Yue, treating her like a good young woman and dragging her into the woods.    

    

To put it bluntly, Yue Zitong had been under house arrest ever since she saw Sui Yueyue.    

    

Therefore, when she hoped to be able to dodge the most, she could only watch as Sui Yueyue and her companion ran away and faced Lee Nanfang alone.    

    

However, this was also what she wanted.    

    

She didn't believe it.    

    

She protected Little Nephew like this, in order to make him walk alone in order to break out of the abyss of suffering. Furthermore, when Lee Nanfang was in need of women, he turned into a Bodhisattva in Little Hanoi, and he dared to grow up in front of her.    

    

Sure enough, after the footsteps of Alice and her companion disappeared into the corridor outside, Lee Nanfang's domineering attitude immediately dropped.    

    

Just now, he had made it so that none of the three women dared to look at him directly.    

    

But now, when Director Yue stared at him coldly with a pair of intelligent eyes, he shrunk his neck and said: "Ahem, um, I'm feeling a little cold. I'm going to take a bath and change my clothes."    

    

"Sit down."    

    

Yue Zitong said coldly.    

    

"Who?" Who's talking? "    

    

Lee Nanfang was at a loss. His gaze swept across Yue Zitong's face and his body shivered. After coughing a few times, he raised his hand to his mouth and muttered to himself, "It must be the invasion of cold air. Cough, cough, my small body is getting worse. "    

    

Lee Nanfang lowered his head and walked out of the room before Yue Zitong could walk over quickly.    

    

"Lee Nanfang, stop right there!"    

    

Yue Zitong's tone became even sharper.    

    

Lee Nanfang lifted his hand and walked to the easternmost house. After he opened the door and entered, he forcefully shut the door.    

    

He was used to living in this house.    

    

Originally, this was the "sleeping quarters" that Helan Xiaoxin stayed in when she came to Golden Triangle.    

    

Later on, Lee Nanfang and the three women, Sui Yueyue, Shangdao Yinghua, and Alice, who came to take the blame for him, all had their lives here in this house, chatting merrily.    

    

Therefore, he was quite familiar with the "every blade of grass and tree" in this room.    

    

After closing the door, the feeling of home came to him.    

    

This made him feel relaxed both physically and mentally. After a long sigh of relief, he walked into the bathroom.    

    

Since last night, he had not been idle. After getting drenched by the heavy rain, no matter how hungry he was, a hot bath was still a good choice.    

    

He also wanted to organize his messy thoughts.    

    

Although it was within Lee Nanfang's expectation that Yue Zitong would come, it was still beyond his expectations.    

    

He had never thought about what he would do once Yue Zitong had arrived to maintain his dignity as a noble man.    

    

Just like before he came to Golden Triangle, when he went to visit Patriarch Yue in Beijing's Yue Clan, he would rather have his nose knocked crooked by Wang Yang than to follow her wishes.    

    

"Hai, face, face."    

    

Do you know that a hero like me has suffered so much for you? "    

    

Lee Nanfang sighed and lay in the comfortable bathtub.    

    

Sui Yueyue could be considered to have a little bit of conscience. She filled the bathtub with water beforehand, so it could be considered a little compensation.    

    

At this moment, whoever came to disturb Lee Nanfang's bath was an evil person.    

    

There was no shortage of evil people in the world.    

    

His aunt, Yue Zitong, must have been the reincarnation of an evil person in his previous life.    

    

Whatever he was doing.    

    

When Yue Zitong kicked the door in, she seemed to have seen it before.    

    

Thinking back to last year, Lee Nanfang was in a wine store in Los Angeles, soaking in a comfortable bath and praying that God gave him a beauty, that was how Yue Zitong broke into his house.    

    

His movements were as mighty and domineering as ever.    

    

However, it was clear that Yue Zitong, who had completely accepted Lee Nanfang, would not be like last year, where she would break into the house and point a gun at his head without saying a word, forcing him to move.    

    

That day was definitely the most exciting day of Lee Nanfang's life.    

    

It was unforgettable.    

    

Maybe, when your teeth fall off, you will have no face to say to the grandson around your knees, "Back then, your grandmother and I were — envied?"    

    

Jealousy?    

    

But no matter how much you envy and envy, it's useless.    

    

The reason was simple. In the five thousand years that had passed, there had only been one Yue Zitong.    

    

Other than the proud Yue Zitong, which other country's beautiful female secret service agent would give away the 22 years' worth of clover in order to avoid being chased by enemies?    

    

Regret, it was too late.    

    

That day, Lee Nanfang missed it a lot.    

    

Therefore, when he looked at Yue Zitong, his eyes were filled with hope.    

    

Yue Zitong, on the other hand, refused to cooperate. Her arms were crossed in front of her chest and her mouth was slightly curled in a very arrogant manner. It was obvious that she had forgotten how she had been so shameless in that little river this morning.    

    

A woman's memory sometimes isn't good at all.    

    

The open-minded Lee Nanfang decided to forgive her.    

    

As for Yue Zitong, she had a very good memory.    

    

She could even see what Lee Nanfang was thinking.    

    

Otherwise, she would definitely not sneer, "Tch, thinking of last year's day?"    

    

Lee Nanfang had always been passionate about this matter that could be remembered for the rest of his life. He nodded: "Yes, I seem to have met him before."    

    

"Do you really want me to go in?"    

    

"I hope not."    

    

"Why?"    

    

"If you throw the fruit knife hidden in your sleeve into the wastebasket behind the door, I might be able to consider giving you another chance."    

    

"Brat, your eyes are really poisonous."    

    

Yue Zitong laughed sinisterly. With a flip of her right hand, the snow-white fruit knife started spinning in her hand as if it were an acrobatic.    

    

Dazzling.    

    

However, in Lee Nanfang's eyes, anything that was dazzling was a paper tiger that could not withstand a single blow.    

    

Even though my aunt thought that playing with a knife was more dazzling than running around in the martial arts world, she only needed to kick her butt to keep her screaming out loud.    

    

He couldn't get up for a long time.    

    

Big show rolling around there, nice figure, deliberately seducing men to commit a crime.    

    

"What, you look down on me?"    

    

Yue Zitong walked over, and with a flick of her toes, she pulled over a chair to the side and sat down in a hurry. The knife in her hand spun even faster as the sneer on the corner of her mouth widened.    

    

His gaze, of course, was even more unbridled. It was constantly scanning Lee Nanfang's vitals, as if electricity had been turned on.    

    

He had no sense of shame.    

    

This woman was hopeless.    

    

Sigh.    

    

Lee Nanfang sighed in his heart. Then, he casually took the towel that was placed on the edge of the bathtub and covered his stomach. "Who do I look down on? I don't dare to look down on you either."    

    

With a loud noise, Yue Zitong grabbed the towel and casually threw it away. As she did so, she reached out with her right hand and the knife entered the water. She stopped at the Life Root and said while gritting her teeth, "Don't quibble, you just look down on me."    

    

"Damn it, when did I look down on you?"    

    

Jack shouted his grievances.    

    

"If you think highly of me, you won't run away by yourself."    

    

Yue Zitong's eyes suddenly turned red.    

    

She thought of how she had finally returned to the Bodhisattva, but this scumbag had disregarded the established truth-- the most unforgivable thing was that Director Yue had run away right before he was about to sing a song.    

    

She did not care about the loneliness that suddenly came from her.    

    

Did he know that his despicable act of fleeing had greatly hurt his aunt's gentle heart?    

    

It was fine if it was just that.    

    

This guy deserved to die a thousand times more. While Director Yue was desperately chasing after him, he almost died in the crocodile's mouth.    

    

Yue Zitong thought of the crocodile, which weighed half a ton and was about to burst out of the water like a sword, opening its mouth wide enough to swallow the whole pig and fiercely pouncing towards her. Yue Zitong was sure that she would never forget this scene for the rest of her life, and that she would be swallowed by the crocodile for a very long time to come.    

    

Luckily, Yang Xiao appeared in the nick of time and saved her, right?    

    

If he died, then so be it. He was just imitating Lord Buddha's noble sense of how he sacrificed himself to feed the tiger.    

    

Director Yue only had this thought because of his respect for face.    

    

When Yang Xiao was about to kill the crocodile, he must have seen how embarrassed Director Yue was at that time. He must have heard her miserable screams before she died.    

    

At that time, Director Yue's bedraggled look should have been able to make the demon laugh for a long time.    

    

If they encountered crocodiles on the street, they would be in such a sorry state, and Yue Zitong would view them as a great shame and humiliation.    

    

No one wanted to tell others about the humiliation to add to their laughter.    

    

Therefore, after Yue Zitong escaped with her life, she made up her mind that she would never tell anyone about it.    

    

Especially for Lee Nanfang.    

    

But now — she realized how wrong she had been.    

    

Why didn't you tell it to Lee Nanfang?    

    

Even if he wasn't told to the entire world, he had to say it.    

    

He must know that I nearly died in the belly of a crocodile in order to save him.    

    

The only way is for this guy to know all of this. I can only use this matter to cover up those people's mouths when others always say that she owed Lee Nanfang a lot.    

    

Yes!    

    

Lee Nanfang had rushed all the way to the Mexico in order to save Yue Zitong, and had shown his prowess — but so what?    

    

He's not dead.    

    

Still!    

    

Lee Nanfang's heroic feat in British Island helped Yue Zitong, who had just taken the position of Patriarch, gain too many benefits.    

    

But so what?    

    

He's not dead.    

    

No matter what Lee Nanfang did for her, no matter how much he paid, it was what he should do.    

    

The things that he had done for his aunt couldn't even be compared to the fact that she almost died in the belly of a crocodile because of him.    

    

She had to let this fellow know that for his sake, her aunt had not only taken on the dignity of a perfect lady, but had also risked her life to engage in a tragic confrontation with a crocodile who deserved to die ten thousand years.    

    

As she spoke later on, large tears fell into the bathtub. Yue Zitong sobbed even louder as she bitterly pulled Lee Nanfang's hair and shook it back and forth: "You, you actually ran away with your butt smacked but left the helpless aunt alone to face the four to five ton crocodile. Do you know how scared I was? "    

    

Lee Nanfang didn't even dare to resist as she swung her head around like a rattle drum.    

    

Only cold air rose from the bottom of his feet.    

    

Yue Zitong didn't lie to scare him.    

    

It was because the eyes of a liar would not have the fear that would only appear when they thought of the situation they were in.    

    

At most, it was just exaggerated.    

    

For example, that crocodile shouldn't weigh four or five tons.    

    

But it didn't matter.    

    

Most importantly, Lee Nanfang, who was still afraid, wanted to know how she managed to escape from the mouth of the fish in such a harsh environment.