Strongest Guard

Yue Zitong didn't know how to get out of Helan Xiaoxin's room, nor where he was now.

She just closed her eyes tightly, biting her fingers hard with her teeth, hoping that she would be swallowed by darkness and never return to this world again.

Li Nanfang's weird smile and the weak slap made Yue Zitong instantly feel that she is so ugly.

How could she be shamelessly humiliated by Helan Xiaoxin for a cigarette?

She deserves to die.

Die with Helan Xiaoxin.

If she died at that time, Li Nanfang would be extremely miserable. He would never forget her for the rest of his life. He would be depressed. Maybe in order to commemorate her, he would never marry her.

No, it's a woman who won't touch other women for life.

But she was not dead then.

She has fallen.

Degenerate to the point where people are allowed to humiliate wantonly, for a cigarette, the girl's minimum dignity is no longer.

Even though Helan Xiaoxin is also a woman, I can think of the props she snatched. I tried them one by one without telling them. I still have to follow her instructions and draw her eyebrows and eyes, like a fairy, no, like a bitch. , Said those words, and was seen by Li Nanfang----

The more Yue Zitong regretted, he didn't die at that time.

Die now?

Now dead, there is no value anymore.

Her ugliness has been seen by the little nephew, and she will never forget it in her heart. She feels that she is a slut, die if you die, and after pretending to send her funeral, you can continue to soak other women. .

And she would only be like the smelly socks worn by Li Nanfang. After throwing them away, she would never remember it again.

Such a result was not what Yue Zitong wanted.

Since going to die now has no value, why should she die?

Why are you going to die!

Not only do I don't want to die, but I have to live well.

Ha, Li Nanfang, don't you want me?

Your sister, bastard, are you the only man in the world?

You don't want my auntie, just relying on my beautiful appearance, devil figure, and snow skin rejuvenation, is it not trivial to find a man who is more handsome than you?

Sticky, what happened?

Helan Xiaoxin took the opportunity to be a bully, what happened?

My aunt likes it, I am willing!

If you have money, it's hard to buy.

I am willing.

Ha, I am so willing to be a bad woman who abandons her dignity for the sake of taking drugs. Who can control me?

Yue Zitong didn't know that she had been slapped by Li Nanfang to the point where she had entered a demon barrier.

Xiu said that she would go to lie on the track to cut her veins, even if Li Nanfang stood in front of her at this time and persuaded her to die, she would not.

She wants to live.

No dignity?

can.

Continue to be a cow for Helan Xiaoxin?

promise.

Will Li Nanfang be scolded as a bitch, a bitch?

Okay, anyway, your mouth is on your mouth, you love to say it's your business, how to live, but I have the final say.

Wouldn't you just call me a bitch, a bitch?

Then I will give you a cheap one, a bitch.

Anyway, you won't want me anymore. How do I live my love? What about your dime?

Will you be angry?

Well, it's best to be able to make the nose crooked and the Qi orifices bleed.

The more angry you are, the more mean and **** this auntie.

Mad at you.

"Ha, haha."

Thinking that Li Nanfang would be stupid by himself, Yue Zitong suddenly became proud, and turned to sit up with a haha ​​smile.

Only then did she realize that she had returned to her bedroom, lying on the bed.

The lights were not turned on, the curtains were not opened, and nothing was clearly visible in the dark.

But this did not prevent her from grabbing the phone from the bedside table as soon as she reached out.

This is her room, and the layout is well understood. Even with her eyes closed, she knows what's where.

The phone screen turned on, and the faint blue light emitted from Yue Zitong's face.

If anyone could see it, they would be taken aback, thinking they saw a female ghost.

Just when she was about to unlock the lock and entered the home screen of the phone, her fingers stopped, her eyes staring at the lock screen.

The screen on the phone lock screen shows a man sitting on the sofa in her living room, closing his eyes, opening his mouth, raising his hand to yawn, and looks ugly.

How could an ugly man like Mr. Yue, a very tasteful, top-grade beauty, be on his mobile phone?

Unless, this guy with no grade and no grade is the person she values ​​most in her heart.

"I really like you."

Staring at the screen of the phone, I don't know how long it took. When the tears fell on the man's open mouth, Yue Zitong murmured. The delicate right thumb slipped off the screen and wiped away the tears.

Then, I clicked on the main page of the phone, found the wallpaper in the settings, and found the photo of the man on the main screen of the lock screen. I deleted it without hesitation and replaced it with a photo of herself.

After closing the phone with a click, and then clicking on it, the lock screen is more pleasing to the eye.

"Yue Meimei, it's so seductive to look at you. I used to be stupid, so I put his photo on my phone and carried it next to me."

When Yue Zitong smiled, a woman's screams and screams came from her ears.

Some familiar?

Oh, my aunt remembered that there is a man and a woman in the second bedroom, enjoying their happy private life.

"Haha, scream, scream, take care of me."

After murmured a few chuckles, Yue Zitong got out of the bed with his hand, walked to the bed barefoot, stabbed and opened the curtains.

The mountain behind the villa is densely forested, and the location of the mountain top can be seen at a glance through the starlight.

Through the window glass, when Yue Zitong glanced at the top of the mountain at will, she seemed to see someone somehow.

Subconsciously, she looked up again-it was dark, there was no ghost shadow, where was anyone?

"Even if someone is there, just take care of me!"

Yue Zitong said this sentence several times in his heart and mouth tonight.

Only people who no longer care about the world will like to say this sentence.

In the phone book, after finding the number of Yunshijie Feng Yunting, Yue Zitong clicked.

It is already half past two in the morning.

If Young Master Feng didn't go to the night market for fun, then he should be in sleep.

So after the phone beeped ten times and no one answered, Yue Zitong was not angry and continued to redial.

Finally, when she redialed her for the third time, Feng Dashao's vague and particularly impatient voice finally came from the phone: "Who? Are you sick? Call me now!"

After two o'clock in the morning, anyone who is awakened by the ringing of a cell phone will be full of fire, and they don't even look at the electric display.

Yue Zitong understood very well, and said in a calm voice, "I am Yue Zitong."

"Yue Zi-Tong? Tong Tong, is it you?"

Young Master Feng, who has been chasing after President Yue for many times and failed, suddenly wakes up, Gulu got up, no sleep, holding the phone in both hands: "Tongtong, are you calling me at this time, what's the matter?"

Yue Zitong hasn't answered yet. The girl with a long leg resting on Young Master Feng's waist mumbled sleepily: "What are you doing? I'm calling someone in the middle of the night."

If this girl was in a sober state, she would never speak to Master Feng in such a complaining tone.

Who does she think she is?

Really thought she had slept with Young Master Feng for a few days, that was his girlfriend?

joke.

Alas, the female college students nowadays have super low IQs, like to take jokes seriously, and especially worship money.

"Go to the side!"

Young Master Feng was impatient, and after lifting that leg to the side, he suddenly realized that Yue Zitong on the phone had probably heard that there was a woman next to him.

If you don't have to pursue Mr. Yue many times, Young Master Feng certainly doesn't care about this. You guys are accompanied by girls, who can manage?

But the problem is that Master Feng hasn't given up pursuing President Yue until now. Now that she hears that there is a woman here, can she have a good impression of him?

Feng Dashao quickly explained: "What, what. Tongtong, just now, it was a voice from the TV. Before I fell asleep, I forgot to turn off the TV. Turn it off, you wait a moment."

In my heart, he praised his wit, Feng Dashao covered the handset of the mobile phone and kicked the girl who was about to put her leg on him again from the bed.

The girl screamed when she was thrown, and she was never sleepy anymore. In her wide and blank eyes, it was all Meng forced unknown.

Young Master Feng didn't bother to say anything. He raised his finger outside the door, his face was stern, and he opened his mouth and said silently: "Get out. Quickly!"

A girl who dreamed of becoming the young grandmother of Feng's family, how dare she defy Master Feng's meaning, wrapped her body in a blanket and went out obediently.

As soon as the door of the room was closed, Master Feng released the phone and asked in a pleasant tone, "Tongtong, what can I do for you?"

Yue Zitong's thoughts have entered a magic barrier, but people don't have the ability to analyze and judge. Of course, the girls who can guess from the mobile phone, Feng Dashao is trying to hide it again.

But she didn't care, she just asked according to her own thoughts: "Do you have any arrangements for tomorrow and Sunday?"

In fact, it was already Sunday at this time, and there were still a few hours before the day would dawn.

Of course Feng Dashao would not point out that Mr. Yue had made a mistake, and said it was all right without any hesitation.

He has something.

Before I went to bed last night, I had promised the girl that I wanted to go shopping and bought her a bag.

But since the goddess in the dream asked, Hugh said that he was accompanying the gold-worshiping girl to buy a bag, and even if he was going to board Mars after dawn, he would say it was all right.

"I will go to Yunge Mountain tomorrow to pray for Buddha, and want you to accompany me."

After a pause, Yue Zitong said again: "Just let us go. You come to my house to pick me up at nine o'clock in the morning, is there a problem?"

Yunge Mountain is a hill in the outer suburbs of the southwest of Qingshan. The scenery is good. There is a small temple with a long history on the hill.

When Yunge Mountain Scenic Area was not developed, it was a place where no bird would shit.

Now the bird has gone there to poop, but when it comes to praying for the Buddha, it is far too much compared to the Thousand Buddha Mountain, which is just lifted, and the Buddha seems to be inferior to the spirit here.

The Buddha in Yunge Mountain is not working, the journey is not far, and so on. Young Master Feng doesn't care. As long as he can be with Mr. Yue, even if there is no Buddha, even if he goes to Mars, he will go there happily.

Just go with them.

Two people!

These three words are quite connotative, and it is best to go to the Sahara Desert.

After Feng Dashao said that the eighth was no problem, Yue Zitong hung up the phone and threw it on the bed, facing the green hills outside the window, raised his head, opened his arms, closed his eyes, and sighed comfortably.

With a creak, the door of the room opened.

The light from the glazed chandelier above the living room immediately spilled in from outside, projecting a rectangle on the ground.

Yue Zitong didn't look back, always keeping the action of spreading his arms, facing the window, closed his eyes, and lightly hummed Huang Jiaju's "Like You".

Seeing her standing in front of the window, posing as the heroine of "Titanic", as if she would fly to the moon at any time, Li Nanfang coughed and walked over slowly.

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