Chapter 165: : Who can accompany me?

An actor dared to turn black and white in front of thousands of people, wantonly insulting Mr. Li's innocence, so he didn't know what to say.
I really thought that Mr. Li was so bullied, but if the tiger doesn't show his power, you treat me as a sick cat.
Today everyone walks head-on. You walk on your single-plank bridge and I walk on my Yangguan Road. Li Nanfang is already open-minded, but you provocatively take the initiative to provoke you and don’t make you stupid. Later, I will be pushed back by you!
One hundred thousand yuan ah one hundred thousand yuan. In the evening, asking Lao Wang to spend money on wine and wine, I don’t have to trouble Xiao Rou'er.
As for embracing Concubine Zhan and kissing her little mouth, Li Nanfang didn't care too much, just temporarily tempted to eat some tofu. If there is tofu, he would not eat it.
Her small mouth is still very sweet, but it is a pity that Lao Tzu is not the only one who tastes this, maybe there is still some old man's saliva on it.
After thinking about this, Li Nanfang felt bad, so he hurriedly stuck his head out and vomited wildly, making the taxi driver wonder if he had a venereal disease-----turned the steering wheel and started driving him around in circles.
My brother’s thoughts were careful, but Li Nanfang, who could not hide his eyes, took out a few pieces of Grandpa Mao, and smashed them on the dashboard: "Don’t go around meaninglessly. Before dark, your car buddy Yes, go to the tourist attractions."
There are still a few hours in the dark, and Mr. Li, who is very busy, decided to go to the scenic spot to relax, to dilute the sulking of being green hated by Yue Zitong. Anyway, he is not short of money. He enjoys the sense of accomplishment of the driver being smashed by banknotes.
It was dusk, the company employees had already left work, and Yue Zitong walked out of the headquarters hall.
Unlike when she came in the morning, Yue Zitong had already put on a professional suit that made her feel comfortable, and her face was naturally washed out, revealing a haggard but charming plain face.
If Li Nanfang did not leave, Yue Zitong's mental state would be many times better than now.
Why did his departure have such a big impact on my aunt? Shouldn't I just ignore all the men because of Fusu's arrival?
When starting the car, Yue Zitong asked herself this way.
Tonight, the place where she received the wind for Helan Fusu was chosen at the western restaurant where Master Feng invited her to eat, Cinderella.
This kind of expensive place that shows elegant identity is undoubtedly the best place for couples to have a date and dinner. Every time a meal, a bunch of fat sheep will come uninvited.
Helan Fusu stood at the entrance of the restaurant, wearing a white shirt with trousers, no tie around his neck, and two buttons open, seeming to be a bit rude, but he added a touch of heroism to his elegance.
As soon as Yue Zitong's car stopped, Helan Fusu walked over quickly and stretched out his hand to open the door.
"Thank you."
Yue Zitong smiled slightly and got out of the car.
"You are polite, Zitong."
Helan Fusu closed the car door, flipped his right hand, and conjured a red rose: "For you."
"It's so fragrant."
Yue Zitong took the flowers, put them under his nose and sniffed them.
Helan Fusu naturally stretched out his hand, took her arm, and walked towards the restaurant: "I have already ordered the food in advance, your favorite Russian caviar, Swedish barracuda."
The tall and handsome Helan Fusu is undoubtedly very popular among women, especially his gentlemanly demeanor at this time, which can make women scream in their hearts and jealous of Yue Zitong beside him.
However, after seeing Yue Zitong's pretty face that didn't show up with fans, the women felt ashamed and felt that only such a woman could be worthy of Helan Fusu.
Yue Zitong didn’t feel what others thought of herself, and she didn’t care if she felt it. When she was helped by Helan to walk up the steps of the restaurant, she suddenly felt a great sense of unreality, as if dreaming. In that way, the feet are limp, and the walking is unstable.
His right knee was soft, and his body staggered, tilting to the side.
Helan Fusu, who was holding her arm imaginarily, was shocked and quickly reached out to help. Yue Zitong had already stepped back a few steps and stood firmly under the steps.
"Zitong, what's wrong with you?"
Helan Fusu asked caringly and stretched out his right hand to lead her.
Yue Zitong stepped back again, shook his head, and said in a low voice: "No, nothing, it's just a little uncomfortable. Maybe it's too much pressure recently-Fusu, I, I want to go home and rest."
After a moment of silence, Helan helped Su with a smile: "Okay, then sit down another day. I'll see you off."
"No, I can do it myself."
Yue Zitong shook his head, turned and walked quickly, then looked back at the man on the steps: "I'm sorry."
Helan Fusu shook his head, still smiling.
Yue Zitong's sorry voice was not simply because he didn't accompany him to dinner, but because he was tactfully refusing to interact with him in that kind of relationship.
On the way Yue Zitong went home, the car drove fast and even ran a red light, as if there was a fire at home.
As soon as the car parked in the courtyard of the villa, she jumped out of the car without closing the door, rushed into the living room, threw off her high heels, and quickly took off her clothes.
Wow----The cold water from the shower sprinkled on Yue Zitong like rain, causing her to tremble abruptly, lowering her head and raising her hand, supporting the wall, and panting with open mouth.
She didn't know what was wrong with her. When Helan helped Su walk up the steps with her arms in arms, she felt a strong sense of unreality. The whole world was light and fluttering, surrounded by a kind of boredom that had never happened before. She left desperately, hoping to pour herself awake with cold water.
I don’t know how long it took before this feeling slowly disappeared. Her body had adapted to the current water temperature long ago. She leaned her back against the wall and sat on the ground slowly, holding her bent knees in her hands, and lowered her. Over.
The water was still sprinkling, pounding, like a shower.
A man, as if walking out of the torrential rain, smiled, staring at her with cold eyes, and his contempt, slowly converging into the three words he once said, bad woman.
The bad woman is not worthy of a man like Helan Fusu, maybe this is the main reason why she fled and seemed to leave him, right?
Not only is she not good enough for Helan Fusu, but even Li Nanfang is not good enough.
Who can stay with me?
Yue Zitong slowly raised his head, closed his eyes and opened his mouth. After allowing the cold water to fill her mouth, he gulped and swallowed, then stood up, pulled a bath towel and walked out of the bathroom, and took out the phone from his bag.
The three missed calls were all from Helan Fusu, and I definitely wanted to ask her if she got home safely.
Yue Zitong ignored it, sucked his nose heavily, opened WeChat when the cold drops of hair fell on the phone, and found that I was a fool, holding down the voice button, and said in a hoarse voice: "Where are you now?"
When the jingle letter reminder sounded, Li Nanfang was in the box of a night show, holding a Gaotai princess in his left hand and a glass of wine in his right hand, smiling while watching Wang Defa crying and singing.
Others sing, and no matter how bad they are, it is also a roaring song. Wang Defa is a crying song, the cry of the ghost crying wolf howling, fortunately this is in the city, and it is really possible to attract wild wolves when placed in the wild.
He sang like this, as if the two princesses who hung on him were both shouting in praise-of course it was because of the face of money.
With the changes of the times, the seller is no longer called a prostitute, no longer called a lady, but has a more elegant name, the princess.
The princesses in the night club are generally divided into two types: high platform and platform.
The platform princess, it’s not for selling, and the price is still very expensive. Gaotai princess can provide guests with a full range of special services, as long as the money is in place.
If you order two platform princesses like Wang Defa, you can only see the end of the game that you can’t eat. It is likely to die from a mad nosebleed. It is better to just serve hard dishes and find two high platforms for him at once.
Li Nanfang, who was carrying one hundred thousand yuan, was quite generous this time. After entering the door, he ordered four high platforms. When the thick stack of banknotes was thrown out, the painful old Wang's mouth was trembling.
But when he was glued to his body by two high platforms, he forgot about this. He yelled foreign wine like horse urine, but couldn't drink madly. After crying with the microphone for a while, he swore that Lieutenant Li, I am old. The king will be yours from now on, and you can cut your head if necessary!
Li Nanfang didn't have any interest in the glans of this kind of turtle. He just said that he would enjoy it tonight.
The high platform that beat Li Nanfang's leg, saw him tap a few cases with his mouth, and quickly handed him the phone.
Li Nanfang opened the WeChat, put it to his ear, smiled after a moment, took the phone to the high platform that the two serve, took a video, and posted it.
I hope you can speak with me.
Yue Zitong quickly replied.
Li Nanfang typed and replied: "No time, I'm busy."
"I can give you money. As long as you can speak with me."
"I'm not rare."
After Li Nanfang replied, he closed WeChat directly, and started howling as Wang De sent a high-pitched cry
Wang Defa, who had been drunk a long time ago, hugged a high platform and smirked. People knowingly, holding him on the left and right, walked into the lounge of Box 1.
Once the door was closed, they couldn't hear it.
"Brother, it's getting late, shall we go too? If you like to be on the sofa, you can."
A high platform looked at Li Nanfang with glaring eyes and asked.
"I'm not free and in a bad mood."
Originally, Li Nanfang brought Wang De to play here, but he was stimulated by Helan Fusu.
After receiving Yue Zitong's message, his heart became even more irritable. Just as he raised his hand and pushed open the high platform, the door of the box room was suddenly knocked open, and one person rushed in.
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