Chapter 1108

Li Nanfang is most annoyed by Yue Zitong. When he talks about things, he habitually sticks out his fingers and shakes them in front of people's eyes.

Show how long her fingers are, as good-looking as spring onion?

You can't dip it in sauce, roll it up with pancakes and bite it off.

However, Li Nanfang is deeply affected by her trouble. Now he is used to pointing out when talking to people.

"He said

Li Nanfang looks up at the three spring onions in his busy schedule and says vaguely.

"First, please allow me to say sorry to you."

Yue Zitong said seriously and bent up his little finger. However, because he only held the ring finger and the middle finger, it was a bit awkward, so he bent down the ring finger, which represented the other thing, and replaced it with the middle finger.

She apologized to Li Nanfang, of course, because they fought for the great interests of the Yue family after their "sacrifice" in the British three islands. However, the Yue family not only was not grateful, but also madly used his "ashes" to squeeze his last use value.

Li Nanfang nodded: "OK, I accept your apology."

Although a simple apology is far from enough to make up for the painful damage to boss Li's young heart.

But in addition, what price can he ask Yue Zitong to pay?

Losing money?

Stop teasing me.

Boss Li has been among the billionaires for a long time. Will he care about those stinky things?

Yue Zitong did not intend to compensate him, a sincere apology is enough.

Of course, the master-in-law can recommend the pillow himself. Tonight, he and boss Li have achieved good things and finished two half pieces of regret.

But she won't say that, and Li Nanfang won't ask for it.

"The second thing."

Yue Zitong said, slowly bent down the middle finger: "I did not betray you, betray our love."

"I see."

Li Nanfang nodded again, took the wine glass and took a sip of it as water. Then he grunted a few times in his mouth before swallowing it.

No matter what prejudice he has towards Yue Zitong, he can't help admitting that she is right.

"One last thing."

Yue Zitong took a deep breath, looked at Li Nanfang, who was eating heavily again, and said in a deep voice, "I hope you can raise your head and look into my eyes."

"What a big deal, so serious."

Li Nanfang wiped his mouth with disdain and looked up at her: "I've already looked up, you say."

Yue Zi Tong did not speak, but stood up, bent over and stretched out his hands.

Li Nanfang frowned, just to avoid, but stopped again.

It's like one morning when the golden sun is shining all over the courtyard, Yue Zitong walks up to Li Nanfang who yawns and walks out of the bedroom. He looks like a good wife and mother. He reaches out and arranges some messy collars for him - well, in fact, Yue Zitong never arranges collars for Li Nanfang.

But now, with an extremely serious attitude, like the most virtuous wife in the world, she gently arranges Li NanFang's collar.

Her forehead has almost touched Li Nanfang's.

He could clearly feel the fragrance of orchid in her half open mouth.

"Are you trying to move my cold heart in this way? I'd like to advise you not to bother. Because I'm not Li Nanfang any more, and you're not Yue Zitong any more. Between us, there is no possibility of coming together again. Even if you use strong -- "

Li Nanfang said in his heart and slowly closed his eyes.

Yue Zitong spoke in a very low voice.

As if from the ancient blue nine days cloud, so ethereal: "you, still love me?"

Do you still love me?

This is the last and most serious of Yue Zitong's three affairs.

Her voice is so light, so ethereal, can hear in Li NanFang's ears, but like a bang in the head, Hongzhong Dalu, a bolt from the blue.

Does he still love her?

In an instant, Li NanFang's eyes lost their focus, and her face became blurred.

It's very far and very close.

It seems to be shrouded in fog, let him subconsciously stare, try to see!

Yue Zitong is gone.

That face is actually the empress Xiao that he seems to have seen in his dream.

How can Yue Zitong suddenly become queen Xiao in his dream?

This, this is too unscientific, right?

But obviously, the visual illusion is not the point.

The key point is that Li Nanfang should answer Yue Zitong's question: "do you still love me?"

Do I still love you?

Have I ever loved you?

I, how to know I still love you!

Li Nanfang smiles.

The idiot with incomparable smile said in a dumb voice, "the button you tied for me is too tight. I can't speak well."

All Chinese tunics have buttons under their necks.

Some styles, and even have fengjikou.

But Yue Zi Tong didn't look at the buttons under his neck. He just looked at him quietly.

Li Nanfang had no choice but to say, "I don't love you. Never, I never loved you. I used to be with you just because my teacher's mother wanted us to be husband and wife. As you know, I am very filial. I'd rather cut off my head than annoy my teacher's mother. So, even if I don't love you at all, I still want to be with you at that time. "

All of a sudden, Li Nanfang opened his voice: "to tell you the truth, I don't think any man will fall in love with you. For the moment, no matter you are merciless, just talk about your disgusting bad habits, I guess few men can stand it.

Yue Zitong, do you know that when you go to bed at night, you can grind your teeth?

Do you know that you don't pay much attention to personal hygiene when you shine in front of people and behind them?

Your shoes - I mean sneakers. They're all taken off at random, aren't they?

After taking off, it will not be washed, it will emit a great salted fish flavor.

And the stockings you wear.

I said you such a beautiful girl, do not know to wash after taking off the stockings?

It's still on the head of the bed, even under the bed.

What's more, why do you have a little yellow book under your pillow?

Look at that thing, cut, apart from making your mind dirty, it won't improve your own temperament at all.

Don't talk about hygiene, sofa is full of melon seed skin, car seat gap also has plum kernel.

Is it hard to clean up the garbage after eating snacks, which will damage your noble identity?

And, and -- "

After saying so much in one breath, Li Nanfang suddenly shut up.

He suddenly realized that he said too much.

He has clearly told Yue Zitong that he has never loved anyone.

But if he has never loved her and cared about her, how can he pay attention to her? There are so many bad habits behind the shining in front of people?

He found that she had so many bad habits, which only proved that he was quite concerned about her.

When a man, always concerned about a girl's bad habits, can only prove that he is - love her.

If he doesn't love her, even if the girl kneels on the ground and asks him to pay attention, he won't pay attention.

Like, do you pay attention to why dogs eat shit?

When Li Nanfang just talked about Yue Zitong's bad habits, he didn't notice that her eyes were getting brighter and brighter.

She has "seen" what she wants to see most from Li NanFang's accusations.

After Li Nanfang shut up, she immediately said, "is there anything else?"

"No more."

When Li Nan Nan accidentally expressed his thoughts, he was deeply regretted and even more frightened. It was like taking off his clothes and being surrounded by women over the age of 50.

This kind of fear made his head jerk back and let the collar free her hand.

"I'll change everything you say."

Yue Zitong said very seriously.

"It's none of my business whether you change it or not."

Li Nanfang, who was annoyed in his heart, scolded in a vulgar tone: "I don't love you, and you're not my person!"

The more he behaves like this, the happier Yue Zitong will be.

This is the happiest moment for Yue Zitong to learn that Li Nanfang was buried off the three British Islands.

You love me.

I love you too.

That's enough!

Yue Zitong said in silence, sat down again and picked up the chopsticks.

As soon as she picked up a piece of yam, before it was delivered to her mouth, Li Nanfang was already snoring.

Although his eating looks wild, he has a good sense of propriety.

Except for the hand rolled noodles in the bowl, he only ate half of all the dishes on the table.

It's quite clear that there is no crime in autumn.

Hand rolling is Li NanFang's favorite.

A head size job, he usually can eat two.

It was in the old restaurant.

Such a high-end place as the Seven Star Club is not a big sea bowl.

The rice bowl of noodles is not much bigger than fist, and it's almost the same as feeding birds.

Such a bowl of hand rolled noodles is certainly not enough to satisfy boss Li. Let's have seven or eight bowls.

When Li Nanfang ate the eighth bowl of hand rolled noodles, he belched. When he raised his head, he patted his stomach with his right hand.

"Still eating? I can't eat it. "

He has eaten eight bowls of hand rolled noodles. Yue Zitong has only eaten half of a bowl. He picks up some noodles with chopsticks and then puts them into Li NanFang's bowl.

"Take it away!"

Because she said so much nonsense, Li Nanfang, who was very upset, raised her hand to open it after seeing her make such an "unusual relationship between us".

The back of his hand, about to touch the back of her hand, stopped in time.

When the beauty takes the initiative to make love to the man, the man has the right to refuse, but can't use rough way.

Otherwise, there will be thunder in the sky.

Li Nanfang doesn't have a lightning rod on his head. He doesn't dare to provoke God to anger easily.

"I'm sorry. I almost forgot that you don't love me anymore. "

Yue Zi Tong held up the noodles and was stunned for half a minute. Then he gave a bitter smile and withdrew his hand to his mouth.

What do you mean I don't love you anymore?

I have never loved you, OK!

When Li Nanfang wanted to say this indignantly, he saw two tears fall from Yue Zitong's cheek.

Just like pearls, they drip into a small bowl.

"Well, do you think a few tears can make me fall in love with you? How naive

Li Nanfang snorted coldly in his heart, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He no longer looked at her.

The sound of sobbing came from the opposite side of the case, which made Li Nanfang feel bored.

I really want to slap the table, point to the door and roar: "don't cry, fake mercy, eat if you like, or go away if you don't eat!"

Can see in this is he and the little aunt break up meal, endure.

I don't care if she cries.

Even if the tears filled his job, his hard heart would not soften at all.

Whatever her ink.

Anyway, the bowl is so big that she can't eat until dawn, can she?

Boss Li, who sleeps most of the day, has enough energy and spirit to rely on her.

As Li Nanfang thought, no matter how much ink the affectant Yue Zitong had, a small bowl of noodles was finished.

Her job, after all, was not filled with tears.

Looking at the job in front of her, Li Nanfang was relieved.