Chapter 1292: : Don't always pet me

I was about to do something good that I hadn't done twice, but I was interrupted by this knock on the door.
Hugh said that it was a very temperamental Li Nanfang. Who is it for, who is not angry?
In anger, Li Nanfang made a big move when opening the door and Alice's hair.
Especially this guy is full of hunger and hideous, as if to eat people.
Alice hurriedly backed up a few steps, lowered her head and muttered in a low voice: "Li, Mr. Li. I'm sorry, sorry."
If a man knocks on the door, no matter who he is, and for any reason, Li Nanfang will draw a big mouth.
The bad guys who do good things should be beaten.
But since this person is Alice, the man who beats a woman, he will be looked down upon.
Anxious put down the right hand that had just been raised, and Li Nanfang asked, "Is there something wrong?"
Although his voice is not high, it is abrupt with strangers not getting close.
But can you blame him?
Who made Alice call him Mr. Lee?
Mr. Lee?
Ha ha.
Slot, she used this name on purpose and told Mr. Li euphemistically that the relationship between the two of them was no longer the previous master and slave relationship.
Alice had been thoroughly trained by Sui Yueyue, from a vase whose duty was to please Li Nanfang to a thoughtful woman.
This is a good thing.
In fact, Li Nanfang had long hoped that Alice could live like all self-respecting women, and not always treat herself as a vase and play with men casually.
But when Alice finally had such a gratifying change, Mr. Li was quite upset.
I felt like I lost something valuable and I can't find it again.
Although he knew very well, as long as he dragged her into the house with force and whipped her severely, he would immediately be able to beat her back to her original form.
But ---- there is also Yue Zitong in the house.
That is when the head of melon seeds is hot, there is no such thing as a second-hand woman she dare not be.
Therefore, Li Nanfang had to stand at the door and quickly adjusted his state, acting as if he was doing business.
It was as if he and Alice had never had any intersection before.
After clearly feeling Li Nanfang's indifference, Alice bit her lower lip forcefully, and when she raised her head again, I no longer knew your indifferent expression.
In a blunt tone: "Mr. Li, sister Yue wants you to go to her office."
"No time."
Li Nanfang disgusted that Alice dared to play with him indifferently, and said coldly, raising his hand to close the door.
"Wait. Mr. Li, listen to me-ah!"
Seeing him about to close the door, Alice stretched out her feet impatiently.
Her intention to stretch her foot was to prevent Li Nanfang from closing the door.
But Li Nanfang didn't expect her to stretch her feet and still closed the door vigorously.
When Alice realized that this action was dangerous, she was already over when she subconsciously retracted her foot.
The heavy solid wood door panel has been heavily stuck on her ankle.
Her horrible screams shocked Li Nanfang and opened the door quickly.
Alice hurriedly stretched out her hand to support the door frame, and when she looked down at her right foot, her painful tears had already crackled down.
When Li Nanfang closed the door, his strength was a little bit stronger--no, it should be because the solid wood door panel was too heavy, or Alice was too thin and tender, so he fluttered like this and actually took her right ankle. The card was green, and even blood came out.
Looking at the bruise on Alice's snow-white ankle, Li Nanfang felt that he looked a little unmanly.
Although Alice's changes made her very upset, she was his woman after all.
Real man----what a real man.
Even a real man shouldn't use this method to deal with his own woman, right?
Not only cruel, but also not a man.
Sorry, I didn't mean it.
Li Nanfang is a good boy who knows his mistakes and corrects him. When he opened his mouth and was about to apologize to Alice, Yue Zitong made a faint voice, but from the bedroom behind him: "Alice, you go first, we will be there later."
"Yes."
Alice immediately replied in a low voice, raised her hand to wipe her tears, and turned and limped away.
Looking at her back, Li Nanfang was a little thoughtful: "She seems to be obedient to Yue Zitong."
Footsteps came from behind, and Yue Zitong's voice resounded abruptly: "I'm stuck in someone's foot, is it distressed?"
"Yes."
As soon as Li Nanfang blurted out this word, he was slapped in the back of the head.
In fact, he can avoid it, after all, Li Nanfang is a master of seeing six directions and hearing all directions.
But he did not hide.
Because he knew very well that if he didn't let his aunt slap him, she couldn't calm her burning jealousy.
In front of her, feeling sorry for other women, this is purely the rhythm of death.
Compared to looking for death, being slapped without pain or itching by her is considered a hairy.
Ha ha.
Of course, Li Nanfang, who has a guilty conscience, still has to express his dissatisfaction to prove that he doesn't care about women other than his aunt: "What are you doing? I can beat people whenever I want. I can warn you that you will not change you in the future. This stinking problem will make you unable to marry sooner or later."
"dementia."
Of course Yue Zitong could see what the servant was thinking, rolled his eyes, and cursed with contempt.
"You are dementia."
Li Nanfang, who had never bothered to quarrel with dementia, turned around and walked quickly to the bathroom.
Alice did not deliberately destroy their good deeds, Li Nanfang can be sure of this.
She came knocking, there must be something wrong.
If it's okay, relying on Sui Yueyue's IQ, she would never disturb them without authorization.
If you really want to disturb them, then you won't wait until the sun is so high before sending Alice over.
Li Nanfang didn't think about what Sui Yueyue would do with him.
It is abnormal for Sui Yueyue not to come to him today.
When Li Nanfang came out with a towel on his head, Yue Zitong, who had changed into a decent formal dress, was sitting in front of the dressing table, holding a lipstick, and carefully wiping his lips.
In Li Nanfang's impression, Yue Zitong, who was very confident in his appearance, seemed to seldom rub rouge and powder, and always looked like a cocky face.
So Li Nanfang has never seen Yue Zitong after makeup.
Now he saw it.
Looking at the woman in the mirror, Li Nanfang thought of an adjective: "People are better than Huajiao."
It's not that Yue Zitong is narcissistic, boasting that she has the posture of sinking fish and wild goose.
People do have this capital.
The makeup she is putting on now is not the kind of heavy makeup that is demon-like, but she drew her beauty with eyebrow pencil, put on some eye shadow, and put on some lipstick.
But the simple makeup makes her very feminine, which perfectly explains what is truly dignified and elegant, unattainable.
"How about it, is this palace good-looking?"
Glancing at Li Nanfang, who was standing behind him and staring at him, Yue Zitong suppressed his complacency, and asked with pretentiousness.
"good looking."
Li Nanfang never lied when he should tell the truth.
"Do you want to have me for life?"
Yue Zitong spoke lightly, and turned his head back.
Li Nanfang nodded and said heartily again: "Yes."
"Think beautiful."
However, Yue Zitong snorted contemptuously, and suddenly grabbed the paper towel on the table and wiped it his fresh face.
Li Nanfang wanted to scold her nervously, why would he have the heart to wipe off such a beautiful face?
But seeing her biting her teeth bitterly, she knew that shutting up was the smartest choice.
After crumpling the paper towels into a ball and still in the wastebasket, Yue Zitong looked at Li Nanfang who was changing clothes and asked dullly, "Why don't you stop me?"
Li Nanfang fastened the buttons of the blue shirt and replied, "I stop you, will you listen to me?"
"of course not."
Yue Zitong answered frankly.
Li Nanfang shrugged and said nothing.
Since he spoke to stop him, Yue Zitong would not listen to him, so is he still necessary?
I really thought he didn't know. After he really stopped, wouldn't Yue Zitong say anything?
She will definitely say: "Do I use you to control? Who are you? At best, you are the little nephew of this palace. I am not your wife, and you are not my husband. You want to take care of you. Sister Ye God is going."
I really want her to say this, no matter how much Li Nanfang's tongue is blooming, she will not believe it.
"You are a trash."
Seeing Li Nanfang not speaking smartly, Yue Zitong suddenly raised his foot and kicked it on the wastebasket.
The waste paper basket flew towards Li Nanfang.
Li Nanfang took a step diagonally, the waste paper basket hit the closet, and the paper towels and other trash in it were scattered all over the floor.
Not willing to hit Li Nanfang, Yue Zitong grabbed a bottle of skin oil from the dressing table and smashed it over.
Li Nanfang still didn't speak, but just hid dexterously.
Then, eyebrow pencils, lipsticks, lipsticks and other things continued to fly over.
Li Nanfang easily escaped.
Yue Zitong stretched out his hand and grabbed again, but he caught nothing.
Everything on the dressing table was lost by her.
"Dare you hide?"
Yue Zitong was furious, bent over and stretched out his hand, lifted the chair high and smashed it over.
With a bang.
This time Li Nanfang didn't hide, and the chair literally slammed on his back, and then fell to the ground.
He staggered under his smashed foot and held onto the closet.
Still nothing.
Yue Zitong stayed and asked: "Why don't you hide?"
Look, this is a woman.
When Li Nanfang dodged just now, she was extremely angry.
But when Li Nanfang stopped dodge and stood there obediently letting her take the chair and smashed it down, she was surprised and distressed again.
Li Nanfang raised his hand and rubbed his aching back, and said with a smile on his face, "I just hid it because it didn't hurt to hit my body."
Yue Zitong's mouth moved, without speaking, she turned and walked towards the door.
When she opened the door and walked out, she turned her head and said seriously: "You shouldn't pet me like this. The more you are like this, the less I know what to do."
"Am I spoiling you?"
Li Nanfang was stunned, blurted out.
"From now on, don't spoil me again. But you can't treat me badly. Otherwise, I will go crazy."
Yue Zitong finished speaking softly and closed the door.
Li Nanfang stood in front of the closet and didn't move for a long time.
Whether he admits it or not, his behavior just now proves that he is petting Yue Zitong.
But why should he spoil her?
She knew she was spoiled by him, but she lost her temper. What does this mean?
"Could it be that this is the woman in love?"
Li Nanfang finally found the answer, and then screamed: "It's terrible."
A woman in love will not only have a plummeting IQ, but also her mind will be volatile.
Even a little misunderstanding, she might do something stupid that regrets her life.
Yue Zitong's spoiling behavior just now has proved this.
Fortunately, on her spiritual stage, there was still the last trace of clarity, and she could actively remind him not to spoil her anymore.
This made Li Nanfang very gratified.
However, since she already understood this, why did she warn her not to treat her badly?
She, how she wants Li Nanfang to treat her, can she become a normal person.
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