Chapter 1211

In the bushes of canglan Valley, Li Nanfang once told Shangdao cherry blossom that he would come to see her this evening.

Sakura Shangdao firmly believes that since he said that he would come tonight, he would certainly come.

After more than half a year, the man who came back from the dead will finally come back to her.

No words can describe the mood of sakura at this time.

Ecstasy, that's for sure.

Don't say that when she is in the most dangerous situation, Li Nanfang suddenly appears to rescue her and assassinate Mr. Canghe.

Even if Sakura Shangdao can die in zanghe's hands, she will die with a smile as long as she can see her man again before she dies.

She really didn't know how to express her love for Li Nanfang.

For him, she can change from a soft woman like mud to a fierce boss who cuts people's head without blinking.

But also, because I love Li Nanfang too much, Sakura Shangdao will feel nervous when she learns that he is coming here tonight.

Even scared.

She is afraid that Li NanFang's favorite cherry blossom on the island is the woman who used to become muddy when she touched it.

It's not the black boss who kills people now.

She can't guarantee that when Li Nanfang comes here tonight and touches her again, she will become the mud that he will trample on like before, but because of her own transformation, she will become a strong woman that she can't control herself.

If so, will Li Nanfang still like her?

Sakura on the island was not sure, so when she walked into the villa, she was worried and wanted to turn off the light.

After the light goes out, maybe she will change back to what she used to be?

What's more, only by turning off the light, Li Nanfang could avoid her younger brothers and come to her side under the cover of darkness.

Just as she was about to turn off the light, she withdrew her hand.

She suddenly hoped that Li Nanfang would not come.

Because she was afraid, he didn't like her because of her change after he saw her officially.

She felt that she needed a period of time to change herself again and become the woman he used to touch and turn into mud.

With such a complicated mood, Sakura on the island pushed open the door of the bedroom.

But immediately, there was an impatient yawn coming from the bed.

Sakura on the island of the whole body nerves, suddenly taut!

The right hand also quickly extended to the right leg.

Her clothes are all specially made. No matter what clothes she wears, there will be a place to put the knife.

There is a long and narrow "scabbard" on the outside of the right leg of this black tight leather garment. In 0.01 seconds, she can hold the sharp knife in her hand.

A knife in hand, the world I have!

Just now, the little leader in charge of the safety of her villa vowed that there was not even a suspicious mouse within a few hundred meters.

So, is the sigh coming from her bedroom bed from a ghost?

The sigh from the bedroom bed just touched Sakura's vigilance. The sharp knife has come out of its sheath. At the same time, it's slanting in front of us. The whole person is behind the wall.

Sakura on the island's reaction speed, so fast that she will be surprised.

But the man on the bed in the bedroom said impatiently, "OK, don't hide. It's like a peerless master. If I'm the one who breaks the knife, I'll let your blood splash on the spot as soon as you open the door. "

Sakura on the island all the nervous tension, oh, with the sound sounded, suddenly relaxed.

And the strength of the whole body.

With a soft pop, the knife in her hand fell on the thick wool carpet.

She didn't notice.

Just because her heart is beating so hard.

The man she longed for and feared most was waiting for her in her bedroom.

The little leader in charge of the safety of her villa should have been beheaded and fed to the dog.

Sakura on the island thought of this sentence, people have unconsciously walked into the bedroom bed.

The vast majority of the traditional concept of the Oriental, the bedroom is not a bed, but tatami.

Before last year, Sakura Shangdao also slept on tatami.

However, since the Golden Triangle came back, she has arranged a very comfortable big bed in her bedroom.

The reason is simple.

Li Nanfang likes to sleep in bed.

On the shoe board in front of the bed, there is an ashtray, in which there is already a cigarette end.

It was after seeing the cigarette end that Sakura Shangdao suddenly realized that she had come to the bed and knelt down.

When she knelt down, she didn't mean to pay homage to anyone. It was a kind of living habit of the Oriental people, just like they always bow when they say hello to each other.

"It's very comfortable to walk with a thick carpet at home, but it's not convenient to smoke. If one is not careful, it will cause fire. "

After listening to Li NanFang's lazy complaint, the head bowed Shangdao cherry said in a low voice: "yes, yes. Tomorrow, ah, no, now, I'll have all the carpets removed. "

"No, I'm just saying it casually."

Leaning on the head of the bed, Li Nanfang raised his feet and sat up. Looking at the woman kneeling on the carpet, he asked strangely, "why do you always keep your head down, as if you have done something bad?"

"I, I didn't do anything bad."

Sakura murmured and raised her head slowly.

If Mr. Zang he, who has gone to heaven to report, sees her like this, he will surely hit her head against the wall angrily.

He would bump his head to break the blood, and then roar: "is this still the female devil who took a knife to fight with us and killed at least ten people? It's just a pool of mud. "

"Then why don't you look me in the eye?"

Li Nan Nan stretched out his right hand and raised the chin of Shangdao cherry blossom with his index finger: "raise your eyes and look at me."

"I'm afraid you don't like me like this."

Very nervous on the island cherry blossom, Jiao body in slightly shaking, slowly looked at Li NanFang's eyes.

Li Nanfang looked as usual, but his face was strange: "your appearance doesn't seem to have changed. It's just that your chin was scratched by a knife. But it's a small place. After a few months at most, it will gradually disappear. "

Shangdao Sakura's eyes fell again and murmured, "I, my appearance has not changed. But I, but my people have changed. "

"Your people have changed?"

Li Nanfang blinked his eyes, and then suddenly realized: "Oh, you mean that you are no longer the cowardly woman who used to cry."

"You don't like the way I am now. I'm no longer cowardly or crying. I'll kill, I'll kill. "

Shangdao cherry said clearly that she was not cowardly and didn't like to cry, but tears flowed down her pale cheek: "no man would like the Shangdao cherry you saw in canglan valley. What you like is the old me -- "

Her words haven't finished, cold lips son, by the man kiss live.

Just like electricity, Sakura on the island trembled violently, slowly raised her right hand and hooked the man's neck.

"No matter what you become, I like you. Because you learn to be strong and to kill for me. What's more, you are still mud in front of me. "

Li Nanfang raised his head, held her cheek in both hands, and whispered his heart.

Shangdao cherry closed her eyes slightly, her lips trembled, but she couldn't say a word.

But on her pale cheek, there was a charming blush.

Breathing, heart rate also began to accelerate significantly.

"Does it hurt?"

If there is a women's undressing event in the world, Li Nanfang thinks that if he says he is the second, no one dares to call himself the first.

Because even he didn't know, he was talking tenderly. How could he unknowingly open the zipper of a woman's tight leather clothes, revealing her delicate white body with several scars.

At this moment, if the cherry blossoms on the island were replaced by Helan Xiaoxin and Longcheng, they would surely smile dissolutely and twist their waist around Li Nanfang.

What about sister night?

She's probably going to push it.

After all, she still wanted to have a face.

What about Yue Zitong?

Who knows!

So far, Li Nanfang has never had the chance to take off her clothes for her aunt. It's a great pity.

But Shangdao cherry blossom is neither Helan Xiaoxin's, nor yeshen's sister, nor Yue Zitong. She is the unique Shangdao cherry blossom.

When she was touched by her man, she would tremble all over and collapse on the ground like mud. She would close her eyes, murmur no pain and keep her legs closed.

In fact, she has not realized that no matter how she changes, she is still a pool of mud in front of Li Nan.

There is no doubt that this kind of submissive woman can satisfy men's demands to the greatest extent.

It's easier to completely stimulate the brutality of the whole world when men are crazy.

And what about her?

In addition to crying for mercy, but can perfectly cooperate with the complex character of men, can only be described as peerless.

It's just because she's hurt.

After all, Li Renzha still has some conscience, not relying on his current super abnormal physique, as usual, tossing women in the middle of the night.

After one or two times, I fell asleep with her in my arms.

Those who don't go out will never realize the hardships of the hard work.

The biggest characteristic of the Oriental women is to be submissive and hard-working.

Yesterday, after a desperate fight and more than ten injuries, Shangdao Cherry Blossom came back and was tossed twice by Li Renzha. In other words, He Lan Xiaoxin would never wake up if he didn't sleep till five.

But when Li Nanfang opened his eyes at 6:30 in the morning, there was no one nearby.

Outside the semi closed bedroom door, came a very light, very distinctive Oriental morning song sound, accompanied by bursts of fragrance.

Sakura Shangdao is cooking, humming her favorite melody in her nasal voice, occasionally looking up out of the window.

Outside the villa, Gala was shouting at the little leader.

The little leader bent 90 degrees and kept raising his hand to slap himself in the face.

Dereliction of duty, serious dereliction of duty.

He was confessing to Gala because a man suddenly appeared in the eldest brother's bedroom last night, which made her cry for most of the night.

The tearful little leader really didn't understand. Last night, he took people to thoroughly inspect the villa three or four times. Why didn't he find out where some scum was hiding and when Mao came in?

This time, the man who quietly appeared in the boss's bedroom was boss Li. The boss could still get up and cook this morning - but what if this man was another man?

At that time, I believe Gala can't repay the boss's trust in him by cutting himself up and feeding the dog.

In the past, Shangdao cherry blossom will definitely intervene in gala, but don't blame the little leader.

Now she won't.

Because no matter who she was last night, it was a small head's dereliction of duty.

Those who neglect their duty should be punished.

Just like last night, if she didn't worry that Li Nanfang didn't like her any more, he wouldn't yell that she thought he was an innocent person, so she lashed her.