Chapter 649: : Woman's Revenge

The harsh horn came, breaking Li Nanfang's warm breakfast time.
Before he scolded his mother, Yue Zitong stood up and suddenly said that she should leave.
Boss Li immediately forced: "Should you go? Auntie, where should you go?"
"Didn't I tell you, am I going to worship Buddha on Yunge Mountain?"
Wiping the corner of his mouth with a napkin, Yue Zitong picked up the small bag on the corner of the table, turned and walked towards the door.
"and many more."
Boss Li got up and grabbed her wrist: "I haven't eaten enough yet. It's almost three minutes."
Yue Zitong blinked and said softly: "After I leave, you continue to eat."
"Ok?"
Li Nanfang finally noticed something was wrong, put down his chopsticks and looked at her.
As Yue Zitong said, he broke away from his hand: "I will go to the Yunge Mountain to worship Buddha with others, you don't have to go. You wait at home and I will be back after dark."
Li Nanfang looked at her without speaking.
Yue Zitong also looked at him, did not speak, just smiled quietly.
After a moment of silence, Li Nanfang asked in a deep voice, "Who are you going to Yunge Mountain with?"
Yue Zitong answered calmly: "Feng Yunting."
Li Nanfang is still familiar with the name Feng Yunting.
In front of him, there was also the appearance of Master Feng's burning bag immediately.
Slowly picked up the chopsticks again and tapped it on the plate. When Li Nanfang spoke again, his voice became hoarse: "It turns out that you just said that you want to get married and have children, not with me. Instead, with Master Feng."
Yue Zitong did not answer.
In many cases, not speaking means "yes".
Li Nanfang smiled: "You are taking revenge on me."
Yue Zitong shook his head and denied: "Isn't it considered revenge? I just think it's really inappropriate for us to be together. I am a combination of stupidity, pretentiousness, and shamelessness. I will always do something to hurt you. My mind. For this, I feel so guilty----"
"Guilty your sister."
Li Nanfang felt that his heart was particularly congested, and interrupted her by opening his mouth.
Yue Zitong was also not angry, and still whispered softly: "Southern, you are wrong to say that. I am your aunt----"
With a bang, Li Nanfang picked up the scrambled eggs with tomatoes that were not half eaten, and threw his hands on her chest.
He was fed up with this stupid woman.
Just because he had misunderstood her, he was furious, and didn't take into account her patience and humiliation. She touched her face twice and she pretended not to be angry, but made an appointment with Feng Dashao. Okay, I'm going to worship Buddha on Yunge Mountain, get married and have children.
This is just a joke.
It's revenge.
Hong Guoguo's revenge!
How could she be so stupid?
I only blame Boss Li for not believing her, but I don’t want to think about it. I change to be any man who comes home late at night. When he sees the woman he loves so much, and other men, he will be angry from his heart, evil to the courage. Where is Biansheng?
At that time, how could anyone still maintain his reason, wondering if he should believe that a woman would not be sorry for himself?
Taking 10,000 steps back, all the faults belonged to Li Nanfang, so she shouldn't use such despicable means to retaliate against him.
She can cry, make trouble, and even secretly administer rat medicine in the food, poisoning all the big guys to death, and don't use such a stupid way of revenge, OK?
Ha, get Feng Yunting to get married, and at this time in the coming year, hug a big fat boy.
Real Nima, Yue Zitong, how did you open your mouth and say this!
The most disgusting thing is that before Feng Dashao came, she always misunderstood Li Nanfang that she wanted to marry him and have children, and she had a headache for this.
It's so ridiculous.
It's ridiculous.
Looking at Yue Zitong, who was covered in tomatoes, Li Nanfang smiled silently.
He found that he had had enough.
She was right, she was a stupid, shameless collection.
Yue Zitong did not smile.
He didn't even scream, just frowned slightly, still tepid, and said in an elder's tone: "South, when you associate with girls in the future, remember to maintain your masculine demeanor. Don't. Do it whenever you want. That way, girls will be sad."
"Don't talk about it, get out of here."
Li Nanfang grabbed a plate of fried garlic sprouts, and when he was about to pass it, he felt dull and frustrated, and put it on the table again, without looking at her again.
Yue Zitong turned around and left.
She was covered with tomatoes, of course she had to go back to the room and take a shower again and change her clothes.
Didi!
Feng Dashao, who arrived half an hour earlier than the agreed time, honked his horn again outside.
Yue Zitong, who walked out of the door of the restaurant, looked up from the window and took out his mobile phone from his small bag.
Her voice was not high when she called, but it happened to be able to let Li Nanfang hear: "Yunting, you can wait a while outside first. I haven't changed my clothes yet-in the car, stop coming home. There are dogs at home."
When she said "Yunting", she said softly to death.
When he said that there was a dog at home, Li Nanfang really wanted to grab the dinner plate on the table, and a plate cut her beautiful head in half.
But soon relieved.
This is the woman's revenge.
When a woman retaliates against a man, the most terrifying means of revenge is not to use a knife to fight the man, nor to set fire to the house, nothing more, but to torture herself.
It was as if, the more tortured, the harder the man would be.
It's really numb next door, in fact, it's really true.
Suddenly, I thought that Yue Zitong deliberately let herself hear her call Dashao Feng, just hoping to abuse her cruelly-Li Nanfang never wanted to do it anymore, just wanted to set off a fire and burn the Yue family villa to ashes. The big guys live forever in the fire.
After waiting for a while, before the heavy blow came, Yue Zitong was a little disappointed and couldn't help but look back.
Li Nanfang was holding the wine bottle and pouring water into the wine glass.
The expression was calm, without any signs of madness.
It was as if she would go out with whomever she liked.
Whoever Aite has a child with, he has a child.
It's his hairy business!
After biting her lower lip, Yue Zitong walked upstairs quickly.
That is, for ten minutes, Yue Zitong, who changed into a light gray sportswear again, walked past the restaurant door eagerly.
Li Nanfang was still drinking, without lifting his eyelids.
It was as if he hadn't seen Yue Zitong walk over.
But if Yue Zitong took a closer look, he would see the blue veins on the back of his right hand holding the wine glass, like a small snake.
"Tongtong, what you wore today was too heroic."
It was a southerly wind today. After Feng Dashao’s courteous voice was blown by the wind, Li Nanfang in the restaurant could hear it.
But he didn't hear what Yue Zitong said.
Soon, there was a sound of banging the car door, followed by another sound, and the car turned around and left.
Li Nanfang was still drinking, but he didn't even look out the window.
Just as he picked up the wine bottle again and poured the last drop of it into the wine glass, there was a charming fragrance, like cat walking footsteps, sounded at the door.
Li Nanfang raised his eyelids, his eyes calm.
"It's too boring to drink alone. Am I with you?"
Dressed in a black sleeveless cheongsam, with a pair of beautiful Helan Xiaoxin naked, his fresh face is full of amazing smiles, holding a bottle of white wine in his left hand and a box of cigarettes in his right hand, like a lady who sells laughs, leaning On the door frame of the restaurant.
Some people live eighty years old, and they can't live one, two or three.
And some people have lived to the realm of four, five or six in just a dozen hours.
There is no doubt that Helan Xiaoxin is the latter.
Last night ---- I won't mention the bad things last night.
Just say that she was in the mirror and saw the face she regarded as more than life. It became so ugly and terrible, screaming and fainting, and waking up again.
It didn't take long for her to pass out.
When Yue Zitong walked past her bedroom door gracefully for the first time, she woke up.
But at that time, she had no soul.
With the shackles on the back of his head, his eyes dullly looked at the sky outside the window, thinking about nothing.
She didn't even know if she was dead or alive.
If her face is really stabbed with a lot of insects by the scumbag, then she is dead.
But why does the dead feel so painful in the ass?
The neck is also sore. It's the who invented this thing to make the new sister suffer?
I don't know how long it took before the new sister was sure that she was still alive.
Since he is still alive, it is not a problem that he is always lying on the ground like a pig.
Even if you go to drink medicine and hang yourself, no one can get it when you lie down, right?
So she got up with difficulty, lay on the dressing table, and slowly looked in the mirror again.
How she hoped it was in a dream.
The face that made her sick in the dream was not Helan Xiaoxin, but Yue Zitong.
Grin, smile.
The monster in the mirror also grinned.
"Li Nanfang, I swear that in my next life I will absolutely marry you, and put on you 800 green hats to crush you."
Helan Xiaoxin smiled hard and walked to the window with difficulty.
After her beauty was ruined, she was no longer in love.
There is no certainty that it can be killed, even if it will die with Li Nanfang.
Therefore, she had to go one step ahead and bribe Yan Wangye, and she would be Li Nanfang's wife in the next life.
The bedroom is on the second floor.
The possibility of committing suicide by jumping from a building is extremely small. Once you can't die, you will become a lame man again-what makes people live?
Fortunately, the props used to assist suicide in the house, for example, tie one's neck with a leather whip, tie it to the window sill, and pierce it with a scallion to hang the southeast branch successfully.
My hurts.
That scum, the tattoo machine stabbed too deeply, and when the new sister bends down to tie the whip, it hurts----what is it?
Suddenly, Helan Xiaoxin thought of something.
Scum Li used a tattoo machine to tattoo her and the two most important parts of her face with disgusting bugs. So why now she only feels pain in her but not her face?
She hurriedly ran back to the dressing table, with the help of her mouth, opened the drawer with her hand, and began to look for wet wipes.
"Where are the wet wipes? What a special one, where are the wet wipes!"
In a rush, she finally found the wet wipes.
Originally, the handcuffed hands were not strong, and my heart was still very excited. A wet wipe was actually dropped several times.
But in the end he was steady, and rubbed the colorful face!
White and smooth, like a peeled boiled egg, a cheeky face that can be broken by a blow, immediately emerged from under the hateful scorpion.
"Li Nanfang, you are reluctant to destroy this one after all, it already belongs to your face!"
In an instant, Helan Xiaoxin was resurrected with blood, and tears poured out like a fountain.
The gratitude to Li Nanfang is like the endless waters of the Yellow River.
As for the fact that Scum Li was reluctant to ruin this face that already belonged to him, but was willing to thorn flowers also belong to his ass, Helan Xiaoxin instinctively chose to ignore it.
This also proves once again that the face is always more important than the butt.
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