Chapter 620: : Yes, I can't bear to die

The look in Hua Yeshen's persuading Li Nanfang to commit suicide by jumping off the building was so sincere, with a bewilderment that ordinary people could not resist.
This gave Li Nanfang an obvious illusion, as if he did not follow what she said to commit suicide by jumping off the building, he was a sinner of the motherland and the people, and he could affect the eighteenth generation of ancestors.
Fortunately, Li Nanfang has no ancestors.
He only needs to treat him as the teacher who raised his own son, and Lao Xie and others who care about him.
So he resisted the bewitching of Hua Ye God.
Smiled, took out the cigarette case and asked: "Can I smoke?"
"Only a gentleman will guard the lady when she wants to smoke, do you mind if the other party minds."
Failing to confuse Li Nanfang to jump off the building, Hua Yeshen was a little disappointed, and her eyes fell on his smelly feet.
A gentleman would never show his stinky feet in front of a beautiful woman.
Since Li Nanfang is not a gentleman, it would be pretentious to ask if he can smoke when he wants to smoke.
"Gentlemen are also human beings. After they feel uncomfortable covering their feet with shoes, they want to free them."
After Li Nanfang lit a cigarette, he pulled off the smelly socks and placed them on the shoes.
He regrets it now. Why does he suspect that Mrs. Jing Hong is caring for him and deliberately bought a pair of national brand sports shoes that cost 45 yuan?
He didn't mean to slander the national brand in the slightest, but he hated the small workshop that made such low-quality shoes in a shoddy way.
It's okay to cover your feet, but the methanol during shoemaking should not be too high, okay?
Those people certainly don't know that methanol has profound damage to Mr. Li, and will cause skin allergies.
"Help me pick up the phone."
Hua Ye Shen looked at him with his hands and feet, and he couldn't bear it.
She wants to call Secretary Bai and help her back to the room to rest.
Staying here for an extra minute is in danger of being smoked to death by these smelly feet.
The fragrant Flower Night God was smoked to death by the smelly feet, then she would die.
The mobile phone that can call Secretary Bai was swept to the ground when Li Nanfang was lying on the table and stabbing her with a wine bottle.
Li Nanfang stretched out his feet. That's right, he stretched out his feet, picked up the mobile phone on the ground with two toes, and handed it to her.
Hua Yeshen closed her eyes and groaned with pain on her face: "Li Nanfang, behave South, come here, let me cut your throat with a knife. Or you can cut mine. No matter what, Stop disgusting me like this, okay?"
"This proves that you really don't want to die."
Li Nanfang let go of his toe, let his mobile phone crash on the table, and said flatly: "Have you heard the story of Hong Chengchou, the second largest traitor in the late Ming and early Qing?"
In the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, there were indeed several heavyweight traitors.
Of course, Wu Sangui, who ranks first, is none other than Wu Sangui.
Hong Chengchou won the runner-up.
In fact, after Hong Chengchou was defeated and taken captive, he was still very stalwart and used a hunger strike to resist the Manqing clique.
But Huang Taiji felt that this was a talent, and he really didn't want him to die, he wanted to subdue him and use it for himself.
To subdue a person, one must find his shortcomings.
Through careful observation, the Manchu people finally found the fatal flaw of Hong Chengchou, that is, this man was actually quite nostalgic for the world, and he went on a hunger strike to seek death, just to repay the Emperor Chongzhen who appreciated him.
While Hong Chengchou was squatting in the prison, dust fell on him, and he flicked his finger—it was this flick that exposed his most fatal flaw. The Manchus immediately used this as a breakthrough point and loved the emperor the most. The concubine of the one-room concubine, sent to use the beauty scheme, hummed and conquered him.
It also became the last straw to crush the Ming Empire.
Will a person who is determined to die pay attention to personal hygiene?
That is nonsense.
If Hong Chengchou really wanted to sacrifice his life for the country, how could he care if the dust fell on his body and dirty his clothes?
In the same way, Hua Ye God really wants to die, how can he care about Li Nanfang's feet, whether they smell or not?
After listening to Li Nanfang suddenly mentioning Hong Chengchou, Hua Ye Shen's pupils shrank slightly.
Of course she had heard of Hong Chengchou, and she knew how he was dealt with by the Manchus, and she knew that Li Nanfang used him as a metaphor, which was actually mocking her and didn't want to die.
"Why don't you speak?"
Li Nanfang raised his hand and yawned, and asked lazily.
Hua Yeshen couldn't help but squeeze the corners of her mouth a few times, and her head dropped slightly, and she said with difficulty: "I, I don't want to die."
"That's right. No normal person wants to die, and anyone who wants to die is not a normal person."
Li Nanfang lit another cigarette and said, "Now, you can hide your unspeakableness, can you tell me?"
Hua Ye Shen raised his head and asked instead: "You said first, why didn't you kill me just now?"
Li Nanfang smiled: "I don't have the habit of killing my own women."
Like being stung by a scorpion, Hua Ye Shen screamed: "I am not your woman!"
"Whether you are my woman or not, I have the final say. It's like, if you don't admit that I am your man, you have the final say. I am not interested. I will grind my lips with you on this issue. , The wise see wisdom."
Li Nanfang got up from the chair, raised his feet one after another, and kicked the pair of shoes that made him embarrassed in front of the beautiful women into the green belt over there.
Then he began to undress again.
It is a waste that the heavens can't forgive if you don't take a bath when you have such a big pool of clean water.
The speed of Li Nanfang's was not inferior to the speed of his aunt when she first saw him.
Almost in the blink of an eye, he had no more strands left. Facing the cool night breeze, he stretched out his hands to do a few chest expansion exercises, and walked to the edge of the pool.
Sometimes, you have to admit that some men are really shameless and lose the face of all men in the world.
If an organization wants to select the top ten shameless awards in the world, Li Nanfang can definitely rank among them.
In the presence of Mr. Hua, who is highly respected by many dandies in China, he stripped himself of his ass. Not only did he not feel ashamed, but before jumping into the pool, he said, "Call your secretary and ask her to tell me Inside and out, prepare a new dress from head to toe. Anything less than 100,000 yuan per dress is not considered."
With a thump, the water splashed everywhere, and Boss Li seemed to swim in the clear swimming pool like a white bar in the waves of the hero of Liangshanbury.
Looking at the shameless man, the corner of Hua Yeshen's eyes suddenly burst.
She really didn't understand. Why was Li Nanfang in front of her so casually?
Is it just because the two of them had a skin relationship?
Or, in order to get close to him, lend him a hundred million, and compete with Yue Zitong for treating him like a treasure?
Hua Yeshen didn't believe it. Based on Li Nanfang's IQ, she couldn't see that she really wanted to kill him just now.
If he can see, why can he still be such a rascal, rascal?
Just because he saw her and didn't want to die?
Does Hua Ye Shen want to die? Does it have a lot to do with Li Nanfang's rogue or not?
The more I thought about it, the more painful Hua Yeshen's head became, and he let out a thrilling low moan, picked up the phone and started calling Secretary Bai.
She was really enough for this bastard, so she told Secretary Bai to use the fastest speed to bring the suit that had been kept for many years in the bedroom closet, and let him put it on and get out.
When Boss Li swam to the second lap, Secretary Bai hurriedly walked onto the rooftop, holding an upright, new high-level suit in both hands.
After seeing Boss Li swimming in the pool, Secretary Bai was taken aback.
Originally, when President Hua challenged the entire aristocratic group for Li Nanfang, Secretary Bai felt a little worthless.
But she did not dare to persuade President Hua.
It was because she also knew very well that Mrs. Lin's arrogance deeply irritated Mr. Hua. If she did not come forward, the special status of the Seven Stars Club in China would decline rapidly.
The decline in the status of the clubhouse is better than offending the entire aristocratic circle for a Li Nanfang, right?
But when Secretary Bai saw this scene, she knew that she was wrong.
She seriously underestimated the relationship between Li Nanfang and President Hua.
If they are just an ordinary relationship, would Li Nanfang dare to be so presumptuous in front of President Hua?
If it's just a normal relationship, then Hua always won't let her, take out this suit and wear it for Li Nanfang.
Others don't know what this suit means to Hua Ye Shen, but Secretary Bai knows.
This is what Hua always made secretly for Young Master Fusu, hoping that the two of them will get married at the wedding.
The significance of this suit to Hua Ye Shen is similar to that of Jiang Moran's high heels placed in the unit's locker room.
But there are also big differences.
The high heels prepared by Jiang Moran were put on after a few months.
The suit that President Hua prepared has been around for several years, but it hasn't been worn by its owner. Instead, it was taken out today to be given to that servant.
"Hey. This also means that President Hua has formally given up on the pursuit of Fusu Master."
Secretly sighing with regret, Secretary Bai put the suit on the wicker chair, nodded slightly to President Hua, turned around and walked quickly.
No matter what decision Hua always makes, Secretary Bai can only do things according to orders.
It was like a happy little fish. After swimming more than a dozen laps in the pool, Li Nanfang swam to the edge of the pool, put his elbow on the table, raised his hand and wiped his face, and asked with satisfaction: "Would you like to come down? Wonderful bridge section of mandarin ducks in clear water?"
Hua Ye Shen ignored him.
Being a serious woman, she would ignore such rascal molesting.
She looked to the east.
The sky in the far east has already turned white.
A new day is coming soon.
Li Nanfang didn't feel ashamed when he said it, and said, "Or, tell me a story to my brother. As the so-called long night, sleepless. Soak in the blue waves and listen to the beauty telling her. Poor life experience, bumpy experience, and confiding her depressed heart, this is definitely a great joy in life."
Hua Ye Shen really wanted to slap him hard.
No matter how rogue a man is, he cannot be so rogue.
Oh, you all keep saying that Hua always has a poor life experience, bumpy experience, and depressing thoughts, but you say that listening to her tells this is a great joy in life.
Oh, God has no eyes.
Otherwise, you should have a thunderbolt, knock this directly into the pool, and let him float in the blue waves like a dead fish. That is a great scene in life, right?
"Don't tell me? Let's forget it. I am a very principled person and I never force others."
Li Nanfang boasted, took a deep breath, and sank suddenly.
He had given Hua Yeshen a chance to talk about her distress, but she didn't cherish it, so she could not blame him for boring herself for this.
"Oh, shit! Which is he who throws broken wine bottles in the pool?"
As soon as Li Nanfang quickly sank to the surface, he rushed up like a rocket, screaming and raising his right foot.
"What broken wine bottle?"
Hua Ye was stunned for a moment, suddenly thought of something, and chuckled.
The sky seemed to light up suddenly.
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