Strongest Guard

"A guy who hasn't succeeded, but failed."

Thinking that this trouble was caused by Chen Dali, Li Nanfang was extremely depressed.

"Who said that there is not enough success and more than failure?"

The door opened, and Longchengcheng, carrying a small insulated bucket, walked in from outside.

"I'm a subordinate. I did a stupid thing in the past few days when I was away."

Li Nanfang certainly wouldn't tell her the truth, and found an excuse to perfuse.

"You haven't heard from you for so many days, and it's normal for them to make mistakes."

Longchengcheng didn't care either, put the thermos barrel on the bedside table, helped him roll the bed to a forty-five degree angle, helped him cushion a pillow, and opened the small barrel.

The thick millet porridge is now the most suitable for Li Nanfang to eat, and he needs to drink it spoon by spoon, so as not to drink too much and hurt his stomach.

Super sensible, super sinister and super dangerous dragon game, now she is transformed into a good wife and mother again, standing in front of the bed with a small bowl in her left hand and a spoon in her right hand, bending over, opening her mouth and blowing gently He took the rice porridge and handed it to Li Nanfang: "Come on, open your mouth."

Li Nanfang is a little uncomfortable-well, he is used to it, and he also enjoys the feeling of being served by the Dragon Bureau, but he just feels embarrassed: "That, I can do it myself."

Longcheng Chengxiu frowned slightly, and said strangely: "You can do it, right?"

Li Nanfang couldn't say anything, so he opened his mouth obediently and let her feed.

Neither of them spoke. Longchengcheng carefully blew every spoonful of rice porridge, Li Nanfang obediently drank every sip, glanced away from her neckline, then quickly avoided, his left hand was about to move.

Some people are born with perverted existence.

If it is someone else who wakes up from a coma for four days, it will take at least half a day after eating to recover a little bit. However, Mr. Li, who only drank a dozen teaspoons of rice porridge, began to mess around. Up.

Longchengcheng didn't refuse, and for his convenience, he sat down specially.

It can be seen that she also enjoys this silent ambiguity.

This is also something she has never enjoyed in the years since her marriage.

The nerd-like Yue Qingke, this kind of hooliganism that he has never understood - it turns out that a man who can't do hooliganism is not a good man.

Before he knew it, Mr. Li used his every move to quietly and completely conquer this sinister woman.

Finally, when Li Nanfang's right hand stretched in along the hem of his clothes, Longchengcheng gently bit his lower lip, took a sip from a small bowl, and then put his arms around his neck and slowly kissed it.

The rice porridge with women's fragrance should taste better, right?

Li Nanfang felt that way, and began to react.

Generally speaking, when the thing of a male patient can be in a normal working state, it means that his body is no longer in serious trouble, but Longchengcheng shook his head, stretched out his hand, bit his earlobe and said softly, "No, you My body is still very weak now. I want it. I’ll wait until tomorrow. Good, obedient, I am yours, you are alone."

Okay, sometimes men like to be little beloved in front of women-Li Nanfang may find it disgusting to think like this, but this is his true feeling.

After drinking the half bucket of rice porridge, Li Nanfang's pale complexion began to turn red, and his eyes lit up.

"I'm leaving, there is an important meeting to be held this afternoon."

Long Chengcheng pushed him away and stood up, sorted his clothes and said, "Oh, yes, what do you think about the purchase of that knitting factory in Linshi?"

Li Nanante disliked having to talk about work in such a romantic atmosphere.

But Longchengcheng is such a person. Just now, his cheeks were peach blossoms, and his eyes seemed to be running water. Now he entered the working state, and his chin was raised slightly to look at people, which was very uncomfortable.

Affected by her, the small romantic flame in Li Nanfang's heart slowly went out, raised his hand and yawned, lazily said: "Of course I want to buy. I'm stupid, so I will refuse this kind of good thing."

"Okay, then you go back and make a detailed acquisition plan, I will review it several times, so that it is convenient to go to the bank for a loan."

Longchengcheng put on a white windbreaker, took out his glasses from his pocket, put on his glasses, walked into the bathroom to face the mirror, and began to comb some messy hair.

"Well, within three days, I will hand over the planning book to you."

"Then I'm leaving and I will see you at night."

Longchengcheng walked out of the bathroom: "I am here to accompany you tonight."

"No, I'll be discharged from the hospital in the evening at most, no big deal."

Li Nanfang shook his head and smiled and asked, "At night, go to your house or hotel?"

"Think beautifully and go."

Longchengcheng smiled contemptuously, turned around and raised his hand to swing, opened the door and left.

"No wonder my elder brother doesn't have much interest in you. If it's me, I don't want to spend a lifetime with a woman who can't be dragged by the grass."

After listening to the sound of Longchengcheng's footsteps disappearing into the corridor, Li Nanfang lifted the blanket and slowly lifted his feet from the bed to the ground.

She was still weak and weak, but it was many times better than when she woke up.

Sitting on the chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Li Nanfang looked at the sun hanging in the sky outside. His eyes slowly became confused. He was trying to remember when he passed out, dreaming that --- all that happened in reality.

Now he can be sure that the black dragon hidden in his body should be the emperor he has dreamed of twice, and he is a paper man who has absorbed the souls of six women?

I will be a paper man?

Or a catastrophe from the darkness of reincarnation?

Thinking of the words the emperor had said when he was unconscious, the corners of Li Nanfang's eyebrows and eyes trembled.

That emperor is the famous tyrant in history, Yang Emperor Yang Guang.

Except for Yang Guang, no one can be qualified to let the civil servants and generals such as Mai Tiezhang and Zhang Xutuo garrison the temples from the first to eighth floors for him, even the famous Li Er.

But how could I look exactly like Empress Xiao?

Is that woman Empress Xiao?

Who is the woman who suddenly shoots out of my chest?

Why does she always say, I am her son?

How could she be able to subdue the emperor?

Where did she come from?

After thinking of this, Li Nanfang suddenly realized something, bowed his head and quickly untied the hospital gown.

Around his neck, there was a Xuanyuanxuan, which was given to him by his mother-in-law. It was said that it was a token of the 37th generation of the Yang family. It had a very large background. It was Emperor Yang’s way to see Qionghua in Yangzhou during his prime. A love gift sent out when hooking up with a certain girl.

The sculpture on Xuanyuanluo was a woman.

After getting Xuanyuanluo, Li Nanfang played with it more than once, and now he can think of the woman above with his eyes closed. It is a beautiful woman carved out of the sun, with a slim figure, fluttering hair, and a long skirt, but the face is indeed blurred. blank.

The face of the engraved beauty is blurred, probably because the jade pendant is old and worn out when worn, which is normal.

Every time he played with Xuanyuanluo, Li Nanfang would always imagine how beautiful the face of the woman above would be.

Now he saw it.

The woman was beautiful, and the beauty made the blood on his face disappear again.

The thrilling beauty is not without it, but it is far inferior to Li Nanfang's current feelings-he actually saw the beautiful face on Xuanyuanrong, with picturesque eyebrows, dignified and elegant.

His heart slammed wildly, and the black dragon in the dantian began tossing in the sea of ​​Qi. What was originally a female engraved beauty has now turned into a female engraved face. The beauty's face is what he saw on the ninth floor of the temple. Empress Xiao.

It was the woman in white who rushed out to stop the emperor when he was most dangerous!

It was the woman Li Nanfang saw when he dreamed twice before.

It was the crying beauty he saw in the ancient coffin in the cave under the Eight Hundred Shocking Manger!

The mad woman in the dream, the woman lying in the ancient coffin in the cave under the startling manger, Empress Xiao, the woman who shot out during the coma this time-these four people are actually one person, and they are wearing them Come on Xuanyuanluo!

Xuanyuanluo, when did he turn from Yang carving to Yin carving?

When did the face of the woman on Xuanyuanwan become so clear?

It was obviously dark, why did her eyes seem to be flowing, staring affectionately with Li Nanfang, still wanting to talk?

"You, who are you?"

Li Nanfang stared at Xuanyuanxuan blankly, and asked with a trembling voice.

Of course no one answered him.

He stood up abruptly, took off Xuanyuanxuan, opened the window, and threw it out!

He was terrified.

This series of weird things made him want to go crazy, and he didn't want to be involved anymore, so he simply threw it away.

The moment Xuanyuanluo flew out of the window, Li Nanfang felt the ease he had never felt before. The black dragon in his body that was about to churn also roared hoarsely, shaking his head and tail excitedly, and plunged into the Dantian Qi Sea, as if relieved. A terrible confinement.

Li Nanfang didn't care.

He would rather be the emperor turned into by the black dragon, chop off his head, and don't want to wear Xuanyuanrong again!

Watching Xuanyuanxuan fall into the twenty-odd stories downstairs in the sunshine in a graceful arc, Li Nanfang seemed to see a void but clear female face appearing in the air.

That woman again!

The woman who called his son!

The woman who is obviously not good, somewhat similar to him, but can reconstitute a face!

The woman didn't show any sorrow on her face because he was thrown out of the window.

She looked at Li Nanfang in her eyes, full of spring breeze-like tenderness, and her lips were still closed, as if she was saying, son, son...

"Go away, I am not your son, I am just an abandoned baby, a monster!"

Li Nanfang roared neurologically, staggered back, fell into a chair, and closed his eyes tiredly.

He did not see that the Xuanyuanxuan that he threw down was hung on a French plane tree downstairs, slowly swaying from side to side with the breeze, and when the sun shone on it, it reflected a brilliant luster.

"Hey, what is hanging on the tree?"

Chen Xiao, who was walking with his friend Li Jing, felt that the corner of his eye was pierced by a light source, and looked up at the tree.

Li Jing's face was pale, and the corners of her mouth trembled from time to time, as if she had recovered from a serious illness.

She is not sick, she just came to the central hospital for an abortion operation. Chen Xiao is her best friend, and of course she must come with her.

When he discovered something on the tree, Chen Xiao was still complaining about Li Jing. It shouldn't be like that. Sleeping with boys is not a big deal, but you'd better take effective contraceptive measures.

It's alright now. You have been shot and miscarried. Don't you have to suffer?

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