What is wrong and what is right?
Even Laozi, the greatest thinker in ancient times, can't explain this kind of philosophical problem.
So what did the woman in white give wrong? Is this still important?
Of course it doesn't matter.
At least, in Li NanFang's opinion, there is nothing more meaningful than a good meal.
After sleeping all day and waking up from hunger, he felt that he could eat the whole cow.
But when he opened his eyes, he was stunned.
I didn't expect that the man who appeared in front of him was Hua yeshen.
"Hungry? The belly barks louder than thunder. Wait a minute. I'll bring you the meal
Hua yeshen is like an ordinary woman waiting beside her husband's bed. She brings food to Li Nanfang and feeds it to Li Nanfang.
Li Nanfang is like a puppet with string, but his eyes are always fixed on the eyes of Hua yeshen.
The room is quiet.
The warm scene of the wife taking care of her husband lasted until Li Nanfang ate all the food.
"Do you want some more sleep?"
Flower night God asked softly.
But Li Nanfang just looked at her, just like a person who has lost his memory. When he saw his wife, he felt familiar with her, but he didn't know her at all.
Flower night God's heart slightly trembles, wants to stroke his cheek.
Unexpectedly, Li Nanfang suddenly reached out and grabbed her first.
Along with this grasp, Li Nanfang directly pulls Hua yeshen into his arms.
A deep kiss blocked the flower night God's lips, the other hand up.
It makes the night God hum.
"South, no, you haven't had a good rest."
Flower night God finally struggled out, blushing to say this sentence.
But Li Nanfang pulled her back overbearing.
"I've had too much rest."
"But you're just full."
"If you have enough to eat and drink, you need proper exercise to help digestion."
If people who don't know hear this conversation, they will probably think that they are discussing some knowledge about health preservation.
But in fact, Li Nanfang, like a beast, strongly pressed Hua yeshen on the bed.
The dress is flying.
As Li Nanfang said, in the face of Hua yeshen, the wife she married, he has been resting for a long time.
Flower night God is not.
Counting the time, half a year has passed since Li Nanfang lost his memory.
For a woman who is like a wolf.
Half a year - too long.
Calm for a long time, when the real storm comes again, can trigger a tsunami, will only be extremely crazy.
Outside the room.
Sun Yu and Secretary Bai look at each other. His face turned red, and he walked away from where he was.
They are just waiting for general Hua's orders and are always ready to send some necessary goods. Even Sun Yu is responsible for explaining some misunderstandings.
But now it seems that these things are no longer needed.
They ran to the elevator like frightened rabbits, just to leave the top floor of Mingzhu general hospital as soon as possible.
After all, Hua's voice is too loud and clear, reverberating in the whole corridor, making people feel hot and dry.
Unexpectedly, the elevator door suddenly opened.
Mai Qing came to the top floor.
The moment the metal door opened, the sound of children's voice came into Mai Qing's ears.
How can Mai Da Mei, who is rich in theoretical knowledge, not know what this means.
She even knew that since this morning, the whole Mingzhu general hospital has returned to normal. Except Li Nanfang, there are only two and a half women on the top floor.
She doesn't care about anything else.
However, as soon as the woman Sun Yu called "Huazong" appeared, Mai Qing felt ashamed of herself, which made her feel inferior again.
What's going on?
Miss her, Mai Da Mei, was once the first of the four school flowers of Pearl Academy of fine arts.
Only later, more and more little beauties entered the school, which pushed her down from the position of the four goddesses.
In fact, except for gulina, she never thought that woman would be more feminine than her.
But since I met the scum of Li Nanfang, how can more and more high-quality beauties appear.
At the beginning of the dragon city.
Then Yang Xiao.
Now, there is another total flower.
Good.
There are people out there, and there is heaven out there.
There are other women who have higher marks than her, and she recognizes them.
But why are these peerless beauties all inextricably linked with the scum of Li Nanfang?
If it goes on like this.
Does she have no chance to settle accounts in her life?
The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel. Mai Qing just wants to see Li Nanfang for the last time and make it clear.
It's a big deal. Money and debt will not be paid. How much money can I give back to Li Nanfang.
I can't do it. Give me more interest.
In any case, the taste of debt is really hard for Mai Qing.
However, when the elevator door opened, I saw Sun Yu and another woman in a hurry and heard the sound echoing in the corridor.
Mai Qing's brain is blank.
Inexplicably, there was a kind of anger from the bottom of my heart.
Clench your fists, just like a real lady who catches a traitor, rush out of the elevator, kick open the door, and frighten the dog men and women who are doing that shameful thing to death.
Of course, this kind of thought only produced for a moment, then immediately disappeared.
Are you kidding.
How long did she know Mai Qing and Li Nanfang.
Now in the room is the scum of the real lady, she has no qualification to affect the normal life of other people's husband and wife.
Standing in the elevator, Mai Qing didn't take any action. He just raised his head slightly and gave Sun Yu and Secretary Bai a farfetched smile.
Sun Yu has an excellent impression on Mai Qing.
It's just that this is not the time to fart and chat.
She and Secretary Bai politely smile and walk into the elevator.
Ding Dong, the elevator door closed and went down all the way.
"Goodbye, Li renscum. I only owe money now, not others! "
Mai Qing screamed in his heart.
This kind of cry, of course, will not be heard by Li Nanfang.
It's not a dream.
It's all true.
She's still his woman.
Always!
Flower night God is to feel the endless source of life, into her body, let her heart so long bear all the grievances dissipated.
Or how to say, that woman together, seeking is a kind of love to it.
Mood, really affect the feeling.
Li Nanfang and Hua yeshen both come to do something with the pleasure of seeing each other for a long time and letting everything pass away.
So the feeling they get is naturally more comfortable than ever.
In a narrow ward and bed.
Two people close together, Li Nanfang will spend night God in his arms, feel a slender finger sliding on his chest.
Do women like to do it afterwards?
Maybe.
However, no one can make him feel more comfortable than the actions made by Hua yeshen.
He looked down at the woman in his arms and gazed at her for a long time. After he was convinced that this was not a dream, he made up his mind and asked about the female song he should have asked half a year ago.
"Why?"
Yeah, why on earth?
Sun Yu is clearly a woman. When he was in Beijing General Hospital, why did he pretend to be a man and perform such a play in front of Li Nanfang.
Looking back at Li NanFang's super high IQ, it's easy to guess that someone is interfering.
Someone must have forced Hua yeshen to do that.
And he's not allowed to spend the night explaining to him.
That's what keeps all the misunderstandings going on.
The man——
"Who is it?"
Before Hua yeshen answered the first question, Li Nanfang immediately asked a second sentence.
He's already figured it out, no matter who that person is.
He must make that man pay the price he deserves.
Torture, there is no such torture.
Forcing someone else's wife to wear a grass hat for her husband in a play, is this insane? How can you think of doing this.
Hua yeshen slowly raised his head and looked at Li Nanfang.
She opened her mouth and was about to say something.
Just at this time, the crisp and pleasant mobile phone ring broke the harmonious atmosphere between them.
Fortunately, the call was not made very early. If he called ten minutes in advance, Li Nanfang would definitely smash the mobile phone.
Of course, he is not in the mood to take care of mobile phones.
Just subconsciously glanced at the mobile phone screen, only thinking about unimportant things, put aside first.
Because nothing can compare with him, he and huayeshen can not get along easily alone.
Unless——
"Little bitches.".
Li Nanfang was stunned to see the label displayed on the mobile phone screen.
This should be a phone call he had to answer.
Who's the little bitch?
Apart from Aunt Yue, who else can win this honor and let Li Nanfang label such a fresh and refined name.
"Take it."
See the flower night God that the mobile phone calls to remind likewise, softly say this sentence.
She didn't know whose call it was, but she only looked at Li NanFang's performance and had already guessed a rough picture.
With a faint voice, he took the initiative to take the mobile phone from the bedside table and handed it to Li Nanfang.
Keep a woman on the phone and talk to another woman who is close to you.
Isn't it a little too much.
But Li Nanfang really didn't want to relax the night God, so he didn't want to avoid anything, so he went straight to the south.
I didn't wait for him to answer.
On the other end of the phone came the hysterical cry of a little aunt: "Li scum, I'm wrong, but I can't!
Can't I listen to you in the future?
I know it's my fault. I shouldn't fool minrou into leaving you. I shouldn't be looking for a killer. I shouldn't even force all women to leave you.
I know it's not your fault, but I just can't get through this.
Am I wrong?
Why do you want Yang Xiao to kill me?
Do you really want me to die?
OK, I'm going to die now!
Goodbye, scum
With a bang, the call is over.
Li Nanfang was completely confused.