Chapter 754: : The power of love

"Scum, I love you."
Just as Li Nanfang opened his eyes in the morning, these words rang in his ears.
He has known Yue Zitong for half a year, and this is the first time he has heard her speak to him in this tone.
Although the term "scum" has a certain derogatory meaning, seeing that my aunt can't help it from the heart, Li Nanfang decided to forgive her for being rude, and before going to bed last night, thinking about this sentence over and over again.
Savor carefully, the deep love in Yue Zitong's voice when she said this sentence.
He can say with certainty that after Yue Zitong said these words, he completely convinced this woman with little brain water.
This made Li Nanfang feel very fulfilled. After lying down last night, he was tossing and turning with excitement. No matter how he forced himself to go to bed faster, it didn't work. He always wanted those fragrant pictures in his heart.
Undoubtedly, after Yue Zitong and her aunt left, Li Nanfang offered to let her pretend to be a stewardess, the teacher—anyway, no matter what clothes she was asked to wear, she must wear black silk.
Who told Boss Li to make his fortune with black silk technology?
If his wife doesn't wear his black silk products, how can he guarantee that other people's wives will also wear it?
At that time, I believe that the Aijia has no reason to refuse.
At that time ---- this is the cause of Li Nanfang's insomnia. He barely fell asleep at four in the morning. As a result, he just woke up in the morning and the scum, I love you, rang in his ears again.
No matter how good it sounds, no matter how warm and sweet it is, it will be torturing people all night, and it will also make people have a headache and want to go crazy.
"Your sister, Li Nanfang, you are too unpromising? Don't you just get your own wife done? Is there anything worth such excitement that makes your head hurt. Didn't you get a lot of women before? Whatever they want to do, they just don’t do what they do now. Alas, it’s so boring, really boring."
Sitting up, rubbing his head with his hands, and bumping the back of his head against the wall a few times, Li Nanfang felt better.
"But one thing is certain. As long as I can handle the auntie, other women don’t need it—really? Sui Yueyue, Sakura, Jiang Moran, Su Yaqier, and Alice, Crawford, and even It's Longchengcheng, Helan Xiaoxin. Damn it. Unknowingly, how could I provoke so many women? It's a sin, a sin."
Repenting piously, Li Nanfang opened the door and walked out of the bedroom.
The door of the outside living room was open, and the cold wind blew in, causing him to shiver suddenly and quickly wrapped his clothes.
When I walked to the bathroom, I heard a cheerful whistle coming from behind the hidden restaurant door.
There are not many women who can whistle, but not many.
Many old-minded men always feel that women whistling are frivolous.
In fact, they know everything.
When a woman can blow, a man becomes more comfortable.
Judging from the open door of the living room, Yue Zitong had just returned from morning exercises outside and put on a small apron and went to the restaurant to cook.
After Aunt Yue said what she was saying yesterday, while being impressed by Li Nanfang, she also felt relaxed. The two people should not always hurt each other as before.
Although hurting each other, it is an indispensable process of tempering love in the process of love between men and women.
But if they hurt each other, the products produced will become waste, and they will have to part ways.
Fortunately, Yue Zitong successfully grasped this degree and tempered the love between the two to the most perfect moment.
Can she be upset?
She even forgot the strategy of how to train Li Nanfang.
Whistling, sniffing the aroma of scrambled eggs with red and yellow tomatoes in the frying spoon, Yue Zitong was extremely cozy, and finally understood why Li Nanfang had a good cooking skill.
It turns out that cooking is really enjoyable.
The fragrant meal, the moment he saw the scum he loved eating it, and wiped his mouth and said that it was delicious, Yue Zitong felt that it was more fulfilling than a big deal.
"In fact, the so-called love is to be able to appreciate and share his enjoyment after giving each other. The reason is so simple that my aunt didn’t understand it before. It’s a waste of this body. Your sister’s, this body and this Is there a hairy relationship?"
Yue Zitong, who was whistling on his mouth, thought of this in his heart, a certain nerve suddenly jumped, and he was about to turn his head subconsciously, his hands had already embraced her from behind.
"what!"
Yue Zitong was shocked, raised the shovel in his hand, and was about to smash it backwards, but suddenly realized.
This person who suddenly hugged her from behind, besides the scumbag Li, who else can?
Who has this courage!
This shows that my aunt's hard work was not in vain.
In order to share the happiness of this scumbag, how easy is it for me?
In the winter, although there is heating and air conditioning, is there any little girl at home who can wear only a black three-piece suit and a small apron like this aunt, showing the of my cook?
Yue Zitong secretly suspected that she dressed like this in order to please Li Nanfang, whether she was a little bit guilty and also enjoyed the feeling of being hugged from behind by a scum.
After Yue Zitong hummed softly, Heisi Xiu teased her foot and kicked it lightly, he gasped and cursed dissatisfiedly: "Wonder girl, dressed like this, deliberately lure the uncle into committing a crime?"
"Master, did the demon go to provoke you?"
Yue Zitong raised his round chin and rolled his eyes backwards, asking pretentiously.
"When you dress like this, you are deliberately tempting me."
"Then, shall I change my clothes?"
"No way."
"Why is it not working?"
"Uncle likes to be tempted by witches. I will soon be able to eat your cheeks."
"Ha, sir, you can really be joking. It's not necessarily the one of us who eats whom. You should have heard that there are only exhausted cows and no bad land?"
Yue Zitong giggled and turned her head back, and only glanced at Li Nanfang, and she sprouted in a solid state: "Fuck, how did you make it like this! Is this a pig for a night?"
"What makes this happen?"
Li Nanfang asked a little puzzled.
"and many more."
Yue Zitong pushed him aside, opened a drawer of the cabinet, and took out a small mirror from inside.
When cooking, or even squatting on the toilet, you can take out a small mirror. The narcissistic photos are the patent of women.
"Hold a grass, this, is this still me?"
When Li Nanfang saw himself in the small mirror, his jaw was almost dislocated in shock.
Don't think he is a righteous man, but like all women, he loves his face very much.
After Yue Zitong caught a blood mark on his face, he was already bleeding from pain.
But he would rather be caught by the auntie again than to be like this in the mirror.
What does this look like?
The eyes were full of red silk, the eye sockets were sunken, his face was gloomy, his mouth had a green beard, his hair was messed up as if he had been gnawed by a dog----Is this still that romantic and suave Li Nanfang?
This is a beggar who just woke up from the straw.
"Why are you doing this? What did you do last night?"
Yue Zitong was also very surprised. He took a rag for cleaning the stove and wiped it his face.
Not only did he not wipe it clean, but he was smeared with oil, making him a big painted face, making him even more unbearable to witness.
"Sorry, sorry."
Yue Zitong quickly threw away the rag, lowered his head and opened his mouth, took a sip of water in the palm of his hand, and directly wiped it on his face with his hand.
This girl must be deliberate.
Wiping Li Nanan's face with her saliva was already very insulting. Mixing with oil stains made his entire face dark, like a black buddy from Africa.
"Oh, I know. I can become like this, it's all your fault."
Sighing, Li Nanfang pushed Yue Zitong away.
Yue Zitong immediately yelled about the injustice, and the uncle Xiaoguai yelled: "Uncle, you are wronging your home. Where did I go to your room last night? I obviously----"
"It's all the words you said, which made me think about it all night, and only fell asleep at four o'clock in the morning."
Li Nanfang interrupted her complaint, turned and walked outside.
Yue Zitong was stunned: "What did I say that can make you sleepless?"
"I will not say."
Li Nanfang said quietly, and as soon as she walked out of the restaurant door, the woman fell ill and laughed softly: "Ha, haha, I know it. Scum, I love you. Li Nanfang, you are done. You are so real. It’s over, you are hopeless!"
But even if she was convinced by me and said this sentence from the bottom of my heart, I was indeed excited and insomnia, but why would Mao become like this?
I used to stay up all night many times, and I didn't make it like a bear.
really weird.
Is this the power of love?
Black dragon, black dragon, tell me quickly, is that right?
The black dragon hidden in his Qihai Dantian did not react at all.
This made Li Nanfang a little angry: "Your sister's, it's always like this every time. When you don't need to intervene, you're very happy. If you use you, you play dead again. Grass."
After rubbing the shower gel on his face eight times, Li Nanfang felt better after taking Yue Zitong's small clothes hanging in front of the window. After rubbing a few times on his face, Li Nanfang felt better.
But it was bad again soon.
People often say that it would be unlucky for a man to wipe his face with a woman's panties.
In Yue Zitong's second floor bedroom, there is a separate toilet.
She usually hangs this stuff upstairs.
But what, there is this thing in the bathroom below?
Li Nanfang, who was unhappy, quickly figured it out.
This must be a very important part of his aunt's plan to train him.
She knew that normal stinky men would be "interested" in girls' underwear, so she deliberately put things here in order to lure Li Nanfang into doing something.
"It's really a scheming mount. It's strange, her IQ is growing very fast in this regard."
When Li Nanfang cursed, the bathroom door was knocked.
Before he could react, the door was pushed open.
Yue Zitong, who had already taken off his apron but was wearing a black three-piece suit, stretched his head into his head with a smile on his face, and asked, "Little boy, have you seen Ai Jia's black pants?"
"Stop reminding me, I have used it."
Li Nanfang didn’t have many ways to stare at the female hooligan who was staring at the thing under his crotch, but said coldly: "Congratulations, your conspiracy has come true. I have used that thing to wipe I'm over."
"Wipe your face?"
Yue Zitong was stunned: "No, it's not all used for wiping----ha, haha. Little boy, your taste is really heavy."
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