Strongest Guard

"You are my rose, you are my flower, you are my lover, the rose that I will love forever in my life. A flower blooms,

There is just one—"

In the kitchen, Li Nanfang shook his head, shaking like a pendulum, humming the song "You Are My Rose" in his mouth, holding the frying spoon in his left hand, and the spoon in his right hand flying up and down, playing with flowers from time to time.

If you are seen by outsiders, you will definitely think that he is a good family man with a very high happiness index. He gets up early in the morning and cooks for his wife. Not only does he have no complaints, but he will treat cooking as a kind of enjoyment.

It's just a pity that this man is deaf.

what?

Not deaf?

Grass, stop teasing.

If he were not deaf, how could he be indifferent to the screams of women who could be heard thirty miles away?

Oh, it turns out that he is not deaf.

If he is really deaf, then he would not have the spoon that flew up and down in his hand when the scream sounded, it would break away from the singing and beat the scream.

Calculating the time, Helan Xiaoxin should also wake up.

As for how scared she felt after discovering that she in the mirror became so ugly to the horror, Li Nanfang didn't want to care about it.

He just wants to make a good breakfast for his aunt, make her happy, and treat him like a normal man.

"Oh, men are too good, but they will become a sin."

After Helan Xiaoxin’s scream stopped abruptly, the spoon in Li Nanfang’s right hand also lost the motivation to fly up and down. He knocked **** the fringe of the frying spoon. His left hand was tipped, and the scrambled eggs with tomatoes in the spoon was accurate Landed on the plate beside.

There was no splash of soup.

This proves that Li Nanfang's cooking skill has improved.

It was shameless to misunderstand my aunt last night. After slapped her delicate cheek twice, only to make her completely disappointed in herself, Li Nanfang wondered what effective measures should be taken to make up for the aunt’s suffering. s damage.

Thinking about it, Li Nanfang chose to cook.

The ancients have long known that there is nothing bad for women.

The more beautiful the girl, the more greedy and nasty the mouth.

Through her yin, ah, no, it was through her mouth--it didn't seem to be right, it should be through her appetite, to conquer her people is the most practical way.

After she had eaten a meal made by a man, she would never forget it.

Li Nanfang has this confidence and is even more sure.

But the problem is, if Li Nanfang wants to take care of his aunt at any time, he would hide in the dark and observe those who are not long-eyed, and the plan to bully him when he is not at home will be completely ruined.

Hi, as long as I can coax my aunt well, who cares about planning or not?

The big plan is not to coax the woman you love is more important.

After the idea was settled, Li Nanfang drove to a vegetable supermarket not far away, picked up his aunt's favorite food, bought several large convenience bags, and worked in the kitchen for two more hours.

"knock off."

He snapped his fingers and looked at the eight delicate and delicious dishes on the table. Li Nanfang was all greedy.

He still didn't believe it.

There will be a beautiful girl who can resist this delicious meal that he has racked his brains to make.

"Would you like some fine wine? Even though I drank in the morning, it was a bit pretending to be pretending. But if you fry so many delicious foods in the morning, you are already pretending to be pretend. Pretending once is pretending, and pretending twice is also pretending."

Wiping his hands on the towel and taking off the apron around his waist, Li Nanfang shook his head regretfully: "Unfortunately, Lao Jin hasn't delivered my sixty-year-old national wine. Otherwise, the auntie is eating delicious food. Drinking fine wine will definitely make you happy."

It is indeed a pity that there is no transcendent national wine, but Li Nanfang still remembers that in my aunt's wine cabinet, there seems to be a Lafite that has been stored for more than eight years.

Although the thing is like horse urine, it is the favorite of beautiful women, better than nothing.

Li Nanfang is now full of thoughts about how to coax his aunt, as for Helan Xiaoxin-who is Helan Xiaoxin?

Oh, you said the woman who was crying and howling just now.

What's the matter, you ask how her screams stopped abruptly.

Hi, that was when she was scared to pass out by her face in the mirror.

Except for scorpions, there are spiders, or bees, centipedes, not to mention her, who treats her face more than life, even ordinary girls can't stand it.

The white and tender face, like an insect meeting, is strange if it is not frightened.

Deserve it.

Being scared to death directly deserves it.

"Huh, who made her bully the auntie so much?"

When the Lafite, which Yue Zitong bought at a high price from another place for his collection a year ago, was poured into the decanter, Li Nanfang heard the gentle footsteps coming from the stairs outside the living room.

Quickly put down the wine bottle, Li Nanfang walked out of the restaurant in two steps in three steps. When he looked up, he saw Auntie and her old man, holding the stair railing with her left hand, and walking down gracefully.

Today, she wore a plain white sportswear, flat canvas shoes with a white bottom and a black surface, a white baseball cap on her head, her hair dyed in ink, tied into a ponytail, and she moved up and down as she stepped down. With.

The swaying one is called an elegant, pure person, just like the snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountains, a mess.

The key is face.

There is no slight bit of grievances, lamenting the grievances and grievances, the golden morning sun through the skylight sheds on her face, it looks as if it is coated with a layer of golden light, it makes it look like Guanyin Bodhisattva descends from the earth, people can't help thinking Bow your knees to worship.

Kneeling down and worshipping is avoided.

Li Nanfang would rather not have this wife, nor would he follow Lao Xie's way, in order to coax his wife to kneel and washboard.

There is gold under the man's knees, although this is nonsense—this is the conclusion that Li Nanfang used to look down at his knees every time he was short of money to spend.

But there is a certain truth to it, so he will definitely not learn to be afraid of his wife’s old thanks. At most, he will walk quickly to the stairs with a smile, raise his hand to make a gesture of imaginary support, and say respectfully: "Auntie, You are up."

He made a gesture of false support, just showing his attitude, but did not intend that Yue Zitong would pay attention to him.

Unexpectedly, Yue Zitong actually smiled, put his left hand in his palm, and asked in a harmonious voice: "South, why didn't you sleep more."

Damn, her reaction is very unscientific.

Yue Zitong's "kind" performance made Li Nanfang feel a little bit in his heart. Before he could think about it, he smiled and explained: "Recently, you have too much sleep, but it's okay to not sleep. Auntie, you are dressed so valiantly, you are going outside Are you outing?"

Outing is a term used only when spring comes.

It's winter now, and the wild grasses in the wild have withered. Which door is still green?

However, Boss Li, who doesn't want too many people to know his educational level, can think of using this term to describe the auntie who wants to go out in the wild.

Yue Zitong didn't care either, he walked towards the restaurant with his diligent support, "Yes. I want to go to Yunge Mountain and worship Buddha."

"Yunge Mountain?"

Li Nanfang had heard of this place a little bit. After helping his aunt opened the chair, he asked casually: "Why do I suddenly think of worshipping Buddha when I go to incense to worship Buddha? If you want to worship Buddha, you can go to Qianfo Mountain. There are many Buddhas in Qianfo Mountain. Famous."

Yue Zitong took the seat and explained: "Fame is not equal to spirit. I have heard people say that the Buddha on Yunge Mountain is particularly effective, and those who have always wanted to go there have never had a chance."

Slightly raised her sleek chin, and let Li Nanfang wear a napkin for her. Yue Zitong looked back at him and said softly: "I'm going there. There are mainly two things. One thing is to thank the Buddha for blessing you. I can return safely from that dead land."

Li Nanfang’s eyes became wet, and he seemed to be eager to cry, and his voice also choked up: "Auntie, you, you are so kind to me. Nanfang has nothing to do with him, but only with his body. I'll treat you as a cow and a horse, so that you will not frown when you go up and down the fire."

After unreservedly contributing all the suitable idioms he could think of to his beloved aunt, Li Nanfang was moved by himself.

"Oh, silly boy, what do you thank me for doing? I am your aunt. I am not good to you, who can be good to you?"

Aunty Yue sighed lightly, raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes for Boss Li, and continued: "The second thing is to make a wish. I hope that on New Year's Day this year, I can walk into the marriage hall safely. At this time, hold another big fat boy."

"what?"

Li Nanfang was shocked.

Although the country now advocates early marriage and childbirth, girls can marry their sons at the age of 20, but that's just advocating, okay?

I really responded to this call. One out of ten girls would be great.

Especially strong women in shopping malls like Yue Zitong, Fang Ling is only twenty-two years old, and she is about to get married and have children—it seems to be telling a joke.

Besides, Li Nanfang is not ready to get married and become a father.

Yes, Longchengcheng is pregnant with Li Nanfang's wicked seed, and he is already considered a prospective father.

But his father was, tut, tut, just sowing and planting seedlings. As for when the child is born and who will raise it after birth, he doesn't care about it at all, so he doesn't take it too seriously.

But Yue Zitong is different.

Really going to be pregnant, Li Nanfang not only has to be a mother for at least a year and take good care of her, but also has to do a series of tasks such as getting up at night to change the baby's diapers and cleaning.

What's more, the young couple are both at home to take care of Lao Tzu. Who will Kaihuang Group and Nanfang Group give it to?

Yue Zitong and Li Nanfang are the souls of their respective companies. Those people will not know how to live if they don't go for a day-how the company can take off. It would be great if they don't go bankrupt.

"no no."

Thinking that it is possible to give up the big business of the young couple for the sake of an old man, Li Nanfang became more frightened as he thought about it, and shook his head repeatedly: "Auntie, you are only 22 years old this year, why are you so anxious to be a mother? Besides, you really What about the company after we have to nurse the child at home----"

Yue Zitong shook his head and interrupted his words: "Your accident this time made me suddenly understand a lot of truths. The most important thing for a person to live is not to make money, but to his family. The money is enough to spend, but the children are The continuation of my life. If."

Squeezing the corner of his mouth vigorously, Yue Zitong lowered his head and said: "If I unfortunately have some accident in the future, then I will never see the child."

Li Nanfang looked sad, his lips moved, and he didn't know what to say.

"Okay, sit down. Come and eat with my aunt."

Yue Zitong smiled and patted his hand gently: "Let me see if your craftsmanship is strong."

Facts have proved that Li Nanfang's cooking skills have made significant progress.

Yue Zitong was full of praise for eating, and he ate a full meal for forty minutes, until a harsh car horn sounded from outside the villa courtyard.

"Well, I should go now."

Yue Zitong pushed his rice bowl and stood up.

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