Chapter 138: : The feeling of a man

"I promised her--but you don't have to go."
Li Nanfang didn't answer Jiang Moran's call, so he deducted it.
"Go ahead."
Min Rou wiped her mouth again, stood up and said, "That's a poor woman, treat her better, don't let her be hit again, or she will go to ruin."
Li Nanfang was silly and looked up at Min Rou, really wondering how she would say this.
"I went to her at noon today, and we talked for a long time. She said everything that should and shouldn't be said."
Min Rou's long eyelashes trembled a few times, then turned and left: "Go, I won't blame you, let alone get angry, she also knows my attitude towards you."
Min Rou had been walking for a long time, and Li Nanfang was still in a daze.
A fool can also see that Min Rou’s tone when saying those words is from the perspective of Li Nanfang’s genuine girlfriend. It’s no surprise, otherwise these days, she wouldn’t call him every day. Today In the afternoon, I went to talk to Jiang Moran again.
Li Nanfang was surprised that since Min Rou had already regarded him as her boyfriend, how could she be so generous and actively let him go to Jiang Moran's place and told him to treat others well.
Shouldn't she be jealous and angry, saying that love is selfish.
If you change her to Yue Zitong, don't expect her to say these things sincerely. It is estimated that Li Nanfang should become an by now, provided that she really cares about him.
After a long daze, Li Nanfang finally concluded why Min Rou was so generous, she was so kind that she couldn't bear to hurt anyone, a good boy, if necessary, she could push her man into the arms of other women.
This seems to be very similar to Lu Mingliang, but that person doesn't even have the qualifications to lift Min Rou shoes.
This made Li Nanfang feel very sorry for Min Rou. He felt a deep sense of guilt. He grabbed the bottle and drank it all at once, and dialed the phone number of his mother.
When he encountered difficulties, he had never called his wife, no matter how great the difficulties and how dangerous it was, he really didn't know how to deal with it this time.
Just like before, without waiting for the second beep to fall, the gentle voice of the teacher came from the phone: "South, have you eaten yet?"
The mother didn't ask Li Nanfang where he was now or what he was doing. She only asked him if he had eaten, which represented her south, and whether he had eaten or not was the most important thing.
Every time I call with his mother, Li Nanfang always has a sense of peace and comfort surrounded by hot springs. A little irritability disappears immediately. He chuckled and replied, "Have you eaten, how about you?"
The two mothers and sons who are closer than the mother and son talked gossips over the phone for a few minutes. Li Nanfang did not tell his mother about the problems he is currently facing, and the mother did not ask because she knew very well that even if she knew it, she couldn’t help. He resolved.
What the teacher can give him is to make him feel that even if everyone in this world hates him and does not want him, she will not give up her south.
that's enough.
Enough for Li Nanfang to be full of high morale in the face of any difficulties.
Just when Li Nanfang was about to persuade her to take a rest earlier, her mother suddenly said: "South, your mother-in-law is here."
She asked like this to ask Li Nanfang if he wanted to talk to his mother-in-law, and it proved that they all knew that he had been away from Yue Zitong for more than a month.
In front of Li Nanfang's eyes, the mother-in-law floated up and looked expectantly at his mother, hoping that he could talk to her, his heart jumped inexplicably, and he looked down at the neckline.
The Xuanyuanluo, who had been passed down for thirty-seven times by the Yang family from generation to generation, stuck to his heart, feeling every beating of his heart, so that he could not forget that face.
After smiling, Li Nanfang said: "Mother, please tell your mother-in-law, I will treat Zitong well."
After disconnecting the phone, Li Nanfang breathed a long sigh of relief, got up and walked out of the cafeteria.
The moon is very bright tonight, and you can see the bumpy crater above, and the legendary laurel tree with a rabbit squatting below.
When Li Nanfang came to the door of Jiang Moran's house, the phone rang again, and it was her call.
Li Nanfang glanced and dared to buckle it off. The door opened. Jiang Moran, wearing creamy yellow home clothes, appeared behind the door. It turned out that she was standing behind the door and making a call. After hearing the phone ringing outside, The door was opened immediately.
"came back."
After seeing Li Nanfang, Jiang Moran was obviously relieved, and a smile appeared on his handsome face.
Li Nanfang nodded and walked into the living room. Lu Mingliang, who was sitting on the sofa and watching TV, also stood up and nodded to him with a smile on his face.
Out of the courtesy of his sleeping wife, Li Nanfang would naturally respond.
Jiang Moran took a new pair of shoes off the shoe rack behind the door, squatted down and put them on for Li Nanfang: "Go wash your hands, I'll serve food."
She had already cooked food, but she had been waiting for Li Nanfang to come back.
This made Li Nanfang embarrassed to say that he had already eaten outside, and that would make a woman sad, only to follow her instructions and go to the bathroom to wash his hands.
As soon as he walked out of the bathroom, Jiang Moran greeted him, wrapped his arms around his neck naturally, stood on his toes, kissed her on her mouth, took his hand, dragged him to the sofa, and sat down opposite Lu Mingliang.
Lu Mingliang didn't see it like a blind man, and didn't even have any dissatisfaction on his face. He smiled and picked up the chopsticks. Judging from his extremely relaxed expression, he was very satisfied with the present.
Dr. Lu’s calmness made it seem somewhat unnatural for Li Nanfang, but he would never lose. It was like eating out, still eating a bowl of rice and half an old hen.
Jiang Moran didn't eat chicken. She was cutting the bones for Li Nanfang and Lu Mingliang, one piece for each person, just like dividing the fruit and not being partial.
"Bright, you have injuries. Drink more chicken soup later."
As if worried that Li Nanfang would be jealous, Jiang Moran asked like this seemingly casually, with a calm and gentle tone, and Lu Mingliang smiled and nodded.
After dinner, Jiang Moran went to wash the pot and wash the dishes. Li Nanfang and Lu Mingliang sat on the sofa to watch TV.
"Smoking, someone else gave it."
Lu Mingliang took out the Supreme Yellow Crane Tower several times from the case and put it in front of him: "Look at it first. I will go back to the room to study a case."
People care about themselves so much, Li Nanfang feels embarrassed if he doesn't say a word of kindness: "Aren't you recuperating, why are you still working?"
"I'm about to embark on a new job position. The responsibilities are even greater and I must work harder."
Lu Mingliang smiled and explained something, holding his ribs with his left hand, and slowly walked into the bedroom.
It was the room where Li Nanfang slept last night, not the master bedroom.
"He asked to move out, saying that the two of us were uncomfortable sleeping in small beds."
Jiang Moran walked out of the kitchen and saw Li Nanfang looking at the second bedroom, unbuttoning the apron on his waist and explaining the sentence, and asked: "Would you like to take a bath? The water is already ready."
Taking a bath after dinner is good for night’s sleep. Li Nanfang did not refuse this, walked into the bathroom, took off his clothes and walked into the bathtub.
The door opened and Jiang Moran, who was dressed in a black veil nightgown, walked in from the outside with a new dress. This is the new dress she bought specifically for Li Nanfang on the way to get off work today.
It's not a big name brand, but that black shirt is thousands of years old. Before, she couldn't bear to buy such clothes for Lu Mingliang.
"I will help you rub your back."
Jiang Moran put his clothes on, unbuttoned his robe naturally, and walked into the bathtub.
Soon, there was a singing voice from a woman in the bathroom...
"What did your husband talk to you today?"
Lying halfway on the bedside table, Li Nanfang looked out the door with a cigarette in his mouth, and said, "I can feel that today is the real you. There is no exaggeration, it is extremely natural, as if we were a husband and wife."
Just like yesterday, Jiang Moran did not close the bedroom door.
"It's nothing. He told me something that made me feel guilty no longer. You are not interested in listening."
The woman curled up in his arms yawned and changed the subject: "Shortly after this afternoon, Min Rou went to the hospital to see me. We talked for a long time."
Min Rou had already told Li Nanfang about this, but he didn't tell Jiang Moran, and listened to her narration quietly while smoking a cigarette.
What she said was exactly the same as what Min Rou said, and even the final sigh in her tone was like that: "Oh, she is a good girl, you have to cherish her-it's not early, go to sleep, a little tired Up."
Gently patted her back, Li Nanfang motioned her to go to bed first.
In the afternoon, I slept in Min Rou's office until dark. Li Nanfang didn't feel sleepy. He took the phone and browsed the news at random.
After a short while, the sound of the woman's breathing in her arms became even, and she pulled the towel beside her and put it on her.
There is no doubt that Jiang Moran, who is only 30 this year, is the most beautiful time in her woman's life. Her whole person is like a ripe peach, sweet and juicy, with a long aftertaste.
Li Nanfang didn't think that after the two of them were like this, they could have the so-called love for her.
Love has always been a luxury, a rare commodity, whether it is a man or a woman.
Li Nanfang’s love may have been given to Min Rou ---- perhaps, to each of Yue Zitong and Su Yaqier?
He could not be sure.
Maybe, this is the charm of love, right?
With this in mind, I read a few military news, but Li Nanfang didn't read it in his heart. When he turned off his browser and was about to throw away his phone, he opened WeChat again.
There was a soft jingle, and the system reminded the unintentional person that I had accepted the application of my friend who was a fool.
Is Yue Zitong so good?
Li Nanfang was energetic and immediately sent a message, Beauty, what are you doing?
There was no response, Li Nanfang glanced at the time. It was already over ten o'clock. At this time, his Aunt Yue should be asleep.
When I was about to take a look at Wuxinren’s space, there was a soft jingle, and the message came: I’m drinking, who are you? How do you know that I am a beauty?
The feeling of a man.
Li Nanfang answered like this, and then went back, are you really a beautiful woman?
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