Chapter 1053: : No free lunch

As soon as Duan Xiangning climbed onto Li Nanfang irresponsibly, he was pushed to the ground and fell to the ground.
Fortunately, there is a small carpet on the floor on the sofa.
If you don't fall with your head to the ground, you will surely fall directly into a concussion after hitting the ground heavily.
It doesn't hurt at all.
Duan Xiangning just realized that when he was pushed to the ground, another flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and the snow-white light flashed on the wall.
Van Gogh's paintings are hailed as rare treasures. Each one is highly nutritious, oh no, it is a collection value. There is no US$30-50 billion, so don't even want to bid for it.
In fact, in Duan Xiangning's opinion, the old man drew something, so abstract that she dismissed it.
But Wu Yujie likes this kind of fake and noble petty bourgeoisie very much. After all, there is a Van Gogh painting in the living room, how can it show his upper class taste?
However, it seems that his old man who is in the officialdom can be greedy, and he doesn't seem to dare to embezzle thirty to fifty million or even hundreds of millions of dollars, so let him hang on the wall of the Aichao living room to pretend to be forced?
Fortunately, there is the word "fake" in the world.
It only costs a few hundred dollars to buy a master Van Gogh painting, inlaid in a frame and hung on the wall to show the taste of petty bourgeoisie.
Duan Xiangning knew this painting and knew that the original painting was very valuable, but the person on the painting was too ugly.
Wait, is this human?
Calling Ngau Tau Ma noodles is almost the same!
Just when Duan Xiangning was pushed off the sofa by Li Nanfang, and when she was about to get up, there was a flash of lightning. She saw this "picture of a bull's head and horse face".
In the flash of lightning, the bull's head and horse's face seemed to be alive, and the strange grin threw out the frame.
"what!"
Duan Xiangning was so frightened that she screamed and screamed. She stood up and fell on Li Nanfang again, clinging tightly to him, regardless of what he pushed and pulled, but didn't let go, crying and shouting: "Please. You, don't push me away. I am afraid, I am afraid of thunder, and I am afraid of ghosts."
After hearing her say that he was afraid of ghosts, Li Shigui realized that he was playing the role of a ghost, and immediately sneered in a gloomy way: "Hey, I'm a ghost too."
"I, I am not afraid of you."
Duan Xiangning drilled into Li Nanfang's arms as he spoke.
Li Nanfang unceremoniously raised his foot, and stomped her stomach on the ground: "Why are you not afraid of me----grass, I am a gentleman. No, it's a gentleman among ghosts. What are you doing?"
When he stomped Duan Xiangning on the ground with his right foot, the really frightened woman hugged him tightly.
When Duan Xiangning came over like a cat, didn't Boss Li do something to calm the sudden irritability?
I haven't put my pants up yet, but Duan Xiangning touched him.
Then, I heard Li Nanfang's irritable grunt from the darkness, and then shouted: "Wow, you girl rascal! Get out of here, don't ruin my innocence."
"This is his--"
Duan Xiangning is not an innocent girl who doesn't know the taste of meat, she is a serious person.
After she was stunned, she flicked back and forth a few times, flashing in her mind, ecstatic: "You, you are really not a ghost!"
Ghosts can't smoke.
Even if there is a smoking ghost, can it be so real and full of touch?
As long as Li Nanfang is not a ghost, Duan Xiangning is not afraid.
Don't forget, in the Qingshan Central Hospital's office, on the flight to Jinghua, Li Nanfang would not be willful, and would never do anything to her.
If you really wanted to deal with her, you would have dealt with her long ago.
Once the fear dissipated and Duan Xiangning's whole spirit was lifted, she heard Li Nanfang cried out strangely: "Nonsense, of course Lao Tzu is not a ghost. It was you who saw me as a ghost and was fainted. Can you blame me for this? Let go, I said you let me go, damn!"
After confirming that Li Nanfang is not a ghost, but a living person, and even less dare to do anything to her, Duan Xiangning was refreshed, with a strong confidence, just about to sneer silently and let go, saying that my magnificent Dali Duan's direct lineage Miss, when you will be scared of you-damned thief God, another thunder blasted in front of the window.
This is the last serious warning to Duan Xiangning: "You try to leave the scumbag Li and see if I don't send a green-faced fangs ghost to take you away!"
Duan Xiangning was frightened. Like a rabbit whose tail was stomped on, she rushed to Li Nanfang.
"You go away, let go, go away, let go----"
Li Nanfang, who really didn't want to play ambiguously with this woman, shouted that he was about to kick her out with the other foot, but the tiger's body suddenly shook.
When your own strength is not enough to cope with the current crisis, then you have to seek protection.
There is no free cake in the world. Li Nanfang is not a bodyguard, or his husband, or a scumbag at best. Why should he provide her with free protection?
Must protect her?
Well, let's take the protection fee.
Protection fees?
Duan Xiangning said no.
But she has--
After another thunder explosion sounded, Li Nanfang stopped screaming.
He was lying on the sofa, looking out the window with grief and anger, and said in his heart: "Since you can't resist, let's concentrate on enjoying it. Tomorrow, it must be a sunny day."
God always gives Li Nan a face.
He said it was a sunny day, and the sun popped his head from the east at six o'clock, smiling and watching the city that had been heavily flooded last night.
"Just when Qingshan suffered a severe drought that was rare in a century, the famous springs were dry, and the crops of farmers' uncles were about to die, and this flower-like city was about to wither, a heavy rain that was also rare in a century was exactly the same as last night!
Remember, it was midnight last night that suddenly descended on the green hills.
The amount of precipitation per minute has reached a rare ----"
Almost all the TVs of the citizens of Qingshan are broadcasting the big news of this city.
The heavy rain that suddenly dropped at midnight was definitely big news for the colorless city of Qingshan.
I believe that even if the East Ocean suddenly sinks at this time, the citizens of Qingshan are reluctant to change channels to watch.
For them, this heavy rain is simply a life-saving rain.
Your own city is about to die. Who has the mind to care if Dongyang will sink?
Not only that, but the key is that this huge rainstorm is too strange and mysterious.
It makes people suspect that a faucet that everyone can't see was installed in the sky. After putting in water that was just enough to bring the mountain back to life, it was immediately closed by one hand.
To paraphrase the words of perverts who describe beautiful women, "One more is too fat, one less is too thin" to describe this heavy rainstorm for Qingshan: "One minute more will cause floods, one minute less is not enough. Drink in this city."
It just so happens!
After an urgent analysis, experts from relevant authorities used these four words to describe the effect of the heavy rain on Qingshan in an interview with the TV station.
It's amazing.
In the morning, when the joyful people rushed out of their homes, they found that the city they lived in was like the beauty who was still in the coal pile by the rash had finally been washed away. With the emerald green willows gently swaying, a few The swallow hovered by the river, and the fish jumped out of the water----showing her past peerless demeanor to the citizens of Qingshan.
On this day, following a rumor that came out of nowhere, there was a legend among the people of Qingshan: "Last night, the dragon of Qingshan went home."
What's more, he invited old-minded friends and friends to burn incense at a cliff somewhere in the southern mountains.
They said that there was a black dragon hidden in the deep stream under the cliff.
That is the dragon of green hills that protects this city forever.
The reason for the severe drought in Qingshan some time ago was because the dragon of Qingshan went out to soak up horses----
Alas, dragons need love too, right?
Can't always nest in the deep stream, sleepless night by night.
People also have to find its love.
Qinglong must have found its love.
Otherwise, it will not rush back in time when the city is about to die, and when the mang species arrives, it will drop the water of life.
Who dares to say that this is nonsense?
Who!
It turned out to be you little bastard.
Hum, don’t go, come, I’ll ask you: "If this is nonsense, then the moon and stars were sparse on the eve of the awn species. Why suddenly, in an instant, dark clouds, lightning and thunder, heavy rain. What? Come, come, you give me a scientific explanation for the old man, what is going on!"
The legend of the Dragon of the Green Mountain returning home at midnight, the wind spread across the streets and alleys of Qingshan, Li Nanfang was still asleep when the official units at all levels were smiling.
When the sun slanted slightly at two o'clock in the afternoon, Li Nanfang had a dream again.
This time he dreamed that he had become the Monkey King-being crushed by the Tathagata Buddha at the foot of the Five Finger Mountain. After waiting for 500 years, the bald thief riding a white horse was late to arrive.
"Master, you are finally here! But my grandson is crushed to death, and this is almost out of breath. Quickly uncover the yellow paper, then back, back again-my grandson is here! "
In his dream, Li Nanfang, who thought he was Monkey King, gave a strange cry and lifted the Wuzhishan that was pressing on him with his hand.
Immediately afterwards, a woman screamed.
Li Nanfang suddenly opened his eyes and saw a woman.
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