Chapter 70

The next morning, when Yue Zitong walked down the stairs with the railing, Li Nanfang had already made breakfast.

It was as if they had never had any conflicts. Seeing her coming down, Li Nanfang was still smiling politely. He opened the chair for her and told her to sit down.

However, Yue Zitong can see the indifference and estrangement in his eyes. His current hospitality is just because he is playing the role of the son-in-law of the Yue family.

He was tired with a fake smile on his face, which proved that he didn't sleep well last night.

Yue Zitong has some regrets.

Regret last night should not say that sentence, to hurt Li Nan Nan's man dignity.

But that's the truth. No matter how relaxed and comfortable we were the other day, and even wanted to marry him, she never regarded him as a real sweetheart.

As a top-notch beauty, she doesn't plan to be single for a lifetime. Of course, she has to have a sweetheart. It's normal for her "contract partner" to listen to her.

But why, after feeling Li NanFang's indifference and estrangement, she would regret that she was cruel and could not help but want to apologize to him?

Yue Zi Tong was in a state of confusion and unconsciously finished his breakfast.

Li Nanfang took the initiative to wash the dishes again. It seems that he has taken staying with Yue Zitong as a kind of work.

It's just work, not mixed with the slightest personal feelings, although he is still humming happily on the surface.

"At the weekend, my mother will be here."

Li Nanfang cleaned up, wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen. Yue Zitong, sitting on the sofa, put down his mobile phone and said.

Slightly stunned, Li Nanfang said with a smile: "well, I'll purchase one day in advance. When she comes, I'll let her taste my craft."

"You will --"

Yue Zitong pursed the corners of his mouth, then said with a smile: "ha ha, forget it, don't say it."

"Don't worry. As long as I promise you, I will do it. At that time, I will show her how much we love each other. Auntie, please believe me. I'm really good at acting

Li Nanfang just said this, Yue Zitong suddenly screamed: "don't mention the word acting!"

Looking at Yue Zitong's chest, Li Nanfang laughed and didn't say a word.

"I'm sorry."

After staring at him for a long time, Yue Zitong sat down dejectedly: "my mood is very abnormal. I'll make an apology to you."

"No, you didn't do anything wrong."

Li Nanfang shook his head, took out his mobile phone and looked at the time: "it's seven o'clock. It's time for you to change your clothes and go to work."

"Li Nanfang, I can promise you that I will never marry Helan Fusu!"

I don't know why, just as Li Nanfang was about to enter the guest room, Yue Zitong said aloud.

"Does it make any difference to me who you marry or not?"

Li Nanfang looked back and asked with a smile.

Yue Zitong has nothing to say again.

Whether she married Helan Fusu or Li Fusu or Qin Fusu, as long as she didn't really marry Li Nanfang, it was the same for him. He could only play his contract boyfriend.

Then I will marry you!

Especially after thinking of Li NanFang's indifferent eyes when he looked at her, Yue Zitong's blood suddenly boils up, impulsive.

In modern society, women can pick and choose their husbands' families. In feudal society, women only know what their husbands look like on the night of wedding night. Whether they are lame or blind, they also have children for them?

At least, Li NanFang's scum is better than the lame and blind.

Yue Zitong quickly walked over and kicked the door open. Looking at Li Nanfang, he said, "I will marry you."

"What?"

Li Nanfang was startled.

"I said," I'll marry you, be your daughter-in-law, and have children for you. If you don't believe it, you can ask me now, and then go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate. "

Yue Zitong said, raised his hand to untie his clothes button, shoulder a sink, plain white cotton home clothes on the ground, and then backhand hook a small black cover, casually to the side of a throw, two proud snow peak, appeared in Li Nanfang line of sight.

The early morning sunlight sprinkles on her through the window glass, plating a layer of gold for her, making this ketone body look more charming and sacred.

Looking at Yue Zitong who slowly took off his dress, Li NanFang's Adam's apple was rolling up and down, his cheeks were bulging up and down, his breath was obviously short, and his eyes began to turn red slowly.

He once undressed in front of Li Nan before, and the two of them actually had that kind of relationship. So when Yue Zitong undressed, he didn't feel any embarrassment. He acted naturally, as if he should have done so.

Throwing the crystal slippers aside, Yue Zitong slowly walked up to Li Nanfang, put his left hand around his neck, and put his left hand on his chest with his right hand. His voice trembled and said, "now, now, I'm yours. Whatever you do to me. "

In Li NanFang's voice, there was a strong purr, and Yue Zitong closed his eyes.

It's strange that after she closed her eyes, a man's shadow appeared in front of her eyes, not only like Helan Fusu, but also like the black ghost she just met last night, and some like Li Nanfang.

She knew that she was the combination of Helan Fusu, the mysterious, weird, powerful and terrible Black Ghost, and Li Nanfang, who was a good cook.

After three people are softened together, they become a perfect man.

There is no girl who doesn't like this kind of "complex" man, but it's obvious that Yue Zitong can't have these three people at the same time. He has to choose Li Nanfang who can make a good meal.

This is her destiny. Even without the high pressure of Yue Laozi, God has long arranged for them to have the closest relationship in the United States.

Since this is the case, why does Yue Zitong have to contend with fate?

It's better to cut the mess quickly and simply take Li Nanfang down, which can be regarded as avoiding the trouble of disobeying my grandfather.

Alas, in fact, I am not qualified to pursue my love like other girls in my life. After feeling Li NanFang's trembling right hand and embracing her waist, Yue Zi sighed in her childlike innocence, but a relieved smile came on her face.

In my mind, there is another scene. In the storm, a beautiful flower is withered. She is the flower. Li Nanfang is the coming storm. She has no resistance except suffering.

She was held on the bed by Li Nanfang.

The wooden bed is very hard. It's uncomfortable to lie on it, but it's more uncomfortable than the one coming soon. It's really nothing. In order to prove that he doesn't care at all, Yue Zitong, who closed his eyes, asked with a smile, "what's your favorite posture?"

"I like rolling best."

Li NanFang's voice is very strange, as if he is not talking.

"How do you get out of here?"

Yue Zitong was puzzled. As soon as she was about to open her eyes, she rolled up. She was rolled up by Li Nanfang with sheets and wrapped up like a big rice dumpling with only one head and a pair of snow-white feet.

"In the future, don't take off your butt in front of men. If you do that again, I'll kill you! "

Li Nanfang, with his back to the bed, raised his hand, rubbed his face and walked quickly to the door.

"Asshole, except in front of you, when am I going to be naked?"

Yue Zitong was stunned for a moment, and then called: "Li Nanfang, what do you mean?"

"It's hard to turn things around."

Li Nanfang dropped this sentence and slammed the door.

"What's the point? This son of a bitch, when did he be so particular? "

After a long time of stupidity, Yue Zitong sat up, his face full of incomprehensibility, and murmured to himself, "he doesn't eat the meat and bones sent to the door. Is he a man or a bar?"

When Aunt Yue came out of the living room, she had regained her aloofness.

Li Nanfang squats under the east wall, holding a board to clean up a semi new mountain bike.

When Yue Zitong went home last night, he didn't notice that there was a mountain bike over there. He couldn't help asking, "do you want to go to work by bike?"

"Yes, I don't have a driver's license, and I can't let your boss be my groom, so riding a bike is the best choice. It's green and exercise."

Li Nanfang turned back and said with a smile, revealing his neat white teeth.

"If you like riding a bike, ride a bike."

Yue Zi Tong seemed to find that this guy had a good tooth. He stayed for a while, snorted with disdain, turned to get on the car, lit the fire and drove out of the villa.

"Boy, do you think it's difficult for my aunt to get a driver's license? It's a dream to ride a bicycle to escape your destiny as a coachman. "

Looking in the rearview mirror, Li Nanfang, who is catching up on his bike, and aunt Ben, who is slowing down on purpose, sneer and suddenly feel infinitely good.

When they met again, there was no embarrassment. It was as if they just shook hands. There was no need to worry about it.

The key problem is that when Li Renzha looks back and smiles, my aunt doesn't find the indifference in his eyes - the relationship between the two people is back before the conflict.

Mr. Yue is sure that after dinner in the evening, Li Nanfang will definitely ask for a coin toss.

"Throw it away, my aunt will be afraid of you?"

Looking in the rearview mirror again, Yue Zitong gently stepped down the accelerator, and the speed was raised immediately.

Li Nanfang also increased his speed. His feet were like stepping on the wheel of wind and fire. He was yelling at her to open it slowly. Yue Zitong stretched out his left hand and put up a nice middle finger. He laughed wildly and then refueled. Soon he was gone.

"Dare to point your middle finger at me, do you have that function?"

Li Nanfang sneered, bent over and puckered up his buttocks, kicking wildly.

To buy a second-hand bicycle to ride to and from work, one is to avoid the deterioration of the body due to enjoying life, and the other is to be able to hang behind her and observe the special situation around her at any time.

In the urban area, the speed of a car can't afford a bicycle. Li Nanfang pedaled wildly for a few minutes and saw the thick, solid and stupid car again.

As soon as Yue Zitong's car passed the intersection, Li Nanfang clapped his horse and killed him, and the green light turned into a red light.

He didn't plan to stop. There was no traffic police at the intersection. He wasn't afraid to be photographed. He could brush the ground like an arrow. Damn, who is riding a broken motorcycle so fast? Are you in a hurry to get reincarnated?

Just when Li Nanfang only went to see Aunt Yue's car, a pedal scooter suddenly appeared in front of him as if it had come out of the flat. He didn't even have the chance to let him use the brake. He had to scold in his heart and hit it with his eyes open.