Strongest Guard

Miura knew that she had been his father since he was held in his arms the night of his father's burial.

Although until now, Li Nanfang has never touched her.

Even though the women he wanted to see through never appeared again, he was getting more and more irritable. When the look in her eyes was so scary, Li Yi was fully psychologically prepared, and he did not hurt her.

She knew that he was enduring.

With bitter patience, I would rather jump into the sea at least three times a day, swimming for more than two hours each time, and use this method to consume energy.

Every time he flopped desperately in the sea, Li Qing would lie on the stern deck, holding his cheeks in his hands, looking at him idiotically.

Especially in the two time periods when the sun is rising and the moon is midway, Li Nanfang's state is the most manic.

Even if he is underwater, lying on the deck with a beautiful foot swinging back and forth, he can still hear his roaring sound.

Several times, when Li Nanfang took a deep breath and was about to jump into the sea, Qingqing wanted to muster up the courage and tell him to take his things away----

But she didn't dare to think of the scary scenes where he made those women die.

She is really scared.

Fearing that she would not be able to withstand the harsh and long-term fierce blow, she would roll her eyes and never wake up again.

Qingqing also guessed that many people would think that Li Nanfang is a freak in the legend.

But this freak, he is more principled and more-infatuated than most normal men.

Otherwise, he would never make an appointment for the next year when so many beautiful young women were waiting for him to return, so as not to hurt her, and only use that way to torture himself.

Is he a freak?

It's not.

He is a particularly normal man, but he was chosen by fate to become such a man.

Many times, Li Qing woke up and opened his eyes, looking at the bronze-colored body with terrifying power, always fascinated for a long time.

The more gentle the girl, the more he desires a stronger man.

"Dying desperately in his hands is better than watching him suffer a lot, right?"

Just as the thought of lightness became stronger and stronger, Li Nanfang's mood changed significantly.

The number of times Li Nanfang went crazy, the time became less and less and shorter.

When the ship saw a dark line and came to the land of Shenzhou, which Li Nan had longed for since childhood, Li Nanfang's mood returned to normal.

He began to glib.

Every time the greasy mouth slid his tongue, he would end up with a light face and red ears, kicking him with snow feet.

He also loves to laugh.

The way he laughed, real man.

His teeth are very white.

It's no longer the white luster that glowed when I was crazy before.

It's the kind of polished white.

After so long of life on the sea and so much wind and sun, Li Nanfang's face has sharper edges and corners, as if he was sculpted with an axe and a chisel.

In the past, the idol of lightness was a beautiful man with stud earrings on his ears and soft facial lines.

But now, every time she thinks of those beautiful men, she feels inexplicably nauseous.

Since then, I have understood a truth-a man is a mountain, so he should be rough and masculine; a woman is water, so he should be euphemistic and feminine.

Only when males and females are distinct, is the combination of rigidity and softness, catering to the natural laws of the day when there is twilight, and when the flowers are fading.

Li Nanfang, who has been floating on the sea for several months, has long hair like some beautiful men.

And beard.

But whether it's hair or beard, they are like steel needles. When the lightness is annoyed by his greasy mouth and tongue, when he thumps on his back to strangle his neck, and the small fist smashes down at no cost, it will hurt.

Miura asked Li Nanfang lightly, why did his mood gradually stabilize as the fishing boat got closer and closer to the mainland?

Li Nanfang pondered for a long time before shook his head and said that he didn't know.

He felt that there seemed to be a mysterious power in the dark, which could soothe his manic emotions and make him feel at ease, more and more like before.

Only then did Miura know that the former Li Nanfang was a scumbag who took advantage of girls with verbal love.

"Huh, how do you know my alias?"

"what?"

"I mean, how did you know that my nickname is scum Li."

Li Nanfang, who was clearly dressed in tatters, full of beards, and his long hair like an exploding hedgehog, looked inferior to a beggar. When he walked on the streets of Lingnan Provincial City, he completely ignored those or disgusting, or curious eyes, just carrying it on his back. With his hands and his chin facing up to the sky at a forty-five degree angle, he looked very proud and unbeaten.

He knew that it was him that people hated.

I was curious, because I was surprised that Miura, who was as light as a small yellow flower, could hold the arm of this servant, step by step, and smile peacefully.

If it were not for the light smile, people would definitely think that she was abducted by this guy.

Miura flashed his eyes lightly, and asked curiously, "You used to be scumbag Lee?"

"Yes, scumbag Lee is my nickname----"

Scum Lee's footsteps stopped when he said this, a painful look in his eyes, which was fleeting.

This pain, although it flashed extremely fast, was caught by Qing and keen, and asked in a low voice: "When she was alive, she always called you this nickname, right?"

That she was the woman Li Nanfang Ming knew she was dead and still looking for.

Li Nanfang laughed, and continued to move forward, seemingly casually replied: "This nickname that can show me extraordinary, she gave me."

"She must be very happy----"

"Yes."

Li Nanfang interrupted her and said shamelessly: "As long as you are a girl who treats me like you, you will know what real happiness is."

"Cut. That's fine, I ask you, what is happiness?"

"What are you talking about? Lest I say it, you will think I take advantage of you."

"Happiness is that I finally found a way to eat a full meal."

Miura let go of his arm lightly and walked quickly towards the door of a shopping mall.

They have been ashore for a few days.

When they were about to dock, the second-hand fishing boat that carried them across the sea finally died.

If this is replaced by someone else, there are still a few nautical miles from the coast, even if you are proficient in water, it will be quite difficult to swim there.

But it's nothing to Li Nanfang.

He can let Liberty be like riding a horse, riding on his back, holding his neck, waving his strong limbs, and getting ashore smoothly before long.

Regrettably, all of their belongings, including their light mobile phones and wallets, sank to the bottom of the sea with the fishing boat that fell apart after hitting the reef.

The feeling of pauper is really bad.

Especially after Li Nanfang went ashore, he didn't hesitate at all and took her to this side.

Li Qing asked him where he was going.

Why not go in other directions.

Li Nanfang told her--the more he walked this way, the more calm he became.

Someone seemed to be waiting for him somewhere in this direction.

Since he said that, Li Qing didn't say anything anymore, only selling the bracelet that his mother left her before she was disappointed in her father and eloped, which was regarded as a entanglement between the two.

She thought that thousands of yuan would be enough for both of them to spend a while.

After all, Li Qing has been used to the hard days of these years, even if Li Nanfang didn't eat for three days, he would not say that he was hungry.

It turns out that Liberty was wrong.

As he reappeared as a scum, he grabbed the money and looked like a grandfather, grabbed his light arm, strode into a local hotel, threw the recipe into a bang, and said hurriedly What: "Girl, just order whatever you want, don't save me money for uncle."

That's light money, right?

Ok.

Seeing that this was a scumbag, it was clear that reasoning with him would not work lightly, so I had to swallow and pick up the recipe----

She hadn't read the recipe before, and the scumbag Lee opened her mouth and said a series of dishes: "Broiled hoof, Nine-turn large intestine, roasted lamb's hoof with garlic, small beef ----"

Qingqing knows that Huaxia cuisine is famous in the world and very delicious.

The moment she stepped ashore, her greatest wish was to have a good meal of authentic Chinese cuisine.

But ---- Scum Lee is memorizing the recipe?

Didn't he say that he would order whatever he wanted to eat?

That was light money. He spent half of his meal frantically and booked two luxurious guest rooms. After floating on the sea for a long time, his biggest dream is to get a good night's sleep in bed.

Since he was a scumbag, Li Qing endured again.

But why, when Zhengxiang was sleeping lightly, the servant sneaked into her room, carried her away like a robber, and slept in a small park until dawn?

I spent money to book a room, but I still slept in the park until dawn.

Li Nanfang explained that having been floating on the sea for too long, he especially enjoyed the feeling of no longer floating when he could sleep on the lawn.

He can't sleep alone on the lawn.

I have to let lightness accompany you to sleep----

He said that with lightness by his side, he slept firmly.

Alas, this freak.

Besides sighing, what else can Liberty say?

You can’t jump on his back and smash him when the scumbag Li says he wants to invite her to dinner, but there is no money?

However, Li Qing feels that men who have money and no money should pretend to be an uncle, and women should figure out how to fill their stomachs----

Facts have proved that a woman can find a way to fill her stomach at any time as long as she wants to.

For example, at the entrance of this mall, a small home appliance brand is holding a buy one get ten free event.

On the red stage, there are several fashionable girls who are raising their hands and kicking and dancing.

It's just that the audience below obviously doesn't pay much.

There was even a big bald head, and even booed the younger sister on the stage to dance that kind of dance. The uncle would definitely have a reward.

This can't be blamed on the bald head booing.

With the improvement of people's living standards, this era of just finding a few girls to dance and attract a large audience has long passed.

Old Songte, the person in charge of the organizer, was embarrassed and whispered to his assistant Xiao Wang. Why did he spend a lot of money, but he only found such a few goods.

This is not to congratulate, but to invite people to throw the scene.

Just as Xiao Wang's face was flushed and his ears were red, a crisp voice came from his ears: "Two, I'm bothered, who is the person in charge of the event? I want to ask, do you want to perform? Don't worry, I want to The price is absolutely fair. Moreover, the quality is guaranteed."

Lao Song was upset, and when he raised his head, he opened his mouth and said, "No more! What guarantees the quality? They are all irritating and annoying----"

After talking about this, Lao Song suddenly shut up.

Lao Song has seen many beauties, such as Jiangnan beauties, Northeastern girls and so on.

However, he had never seen such a small beauty like Miura.

It's not that the lightness is much more beautiful than the domestic beauty, it is purely because of her makeup and temperament.

She wore a fisher girl costume that had been eliminated for many years, tattered, but very clean, with her trousers and sleeves rolled up, revealing the calf and forearm of Deception Saixue.

The beauty on the street is like a cloud.

The problem is that it has been three full years, Lao Song Leng did not see a natural beauty without plastic surgery or makeup.

There is no plastic surgery and no makeup for lightness.

Her skin color when exposed is not the sickly white of most modern girls.

It's like ivory, very crystal clear.

Lao Song has also been a person who has been swimming in Huanchang for many years. He has long developed a pair of golden eyes. From the light eyebrows, she can see that she is a pure and original virgin.

Especially when she laughed cautiously and politely, she would unnaturally reveal a different kind of timidity and exoticism.

After eating a lot of big fish and meat, wild vegetables become a rarity.

Lao Song immediately withdrew his refusal and asked, "Excuse me, what kind of talent will you show?"

"I will----"

Light and charming eyes flowed, looked at the car next to him, smiled and said: "I will beat the drum and dance the witch dance."

"Miko dance? Ah, it's a traditional oriental dance."

When Lao Song remembered what it was called a witch dance, several men walked out of the mall.

The most burly man in the middle, talking to his companion, casually glanced over here, stunned.

His companion asked in a low voice, "Brother Dahai, what's the matter?"

"Does the girl over there have an unspeakable taste?"

Brother Dahai looked at the lightness, his Adam's apple rolled down, and said: "Heiyu, you said I took two concubines at the same time, is it a double happiness?"

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