"Think beautifully."

Regarding Helan Xiaoxin's unreasonable request, Li Nannan refused.

"Don't go, dear."

After Li Nannan broke away from her, they all stood up and were about to walk to the bathroom, but the woman turned into a white python, twisted her body and crawled over, hugged his legs, gnawed on her hairy legs, and kissed him.

"Helan Xiaoxin, who did you learn these tricks from?"

Li Nannan raised his foot and stepped on her chest, and after slowly kicking her out, he frowned and asked, "Although you were shameless before, it didn't come to such a point. ”

"In prison."

Helan Xiaoxin hugged his right leg, stood up with a chuckle, put his back to him and stuck it in his arms without shame, and looked back at him in a rather awkward posture: "How is it, do you like it?" I want you to be honest, it's not too much to ask, is it? ”

A woman who loves you with all her heart, after dedicating herself to you for a whole night, hopes that you can truthfully answer whether you like her endless new tricks, will you bear to say no?

Li Nannan couldn't bear it.

Helan Xiaoxin smiled even more flatteringly: "Then, what if I serve you like this with Zitong for at least fifteen years?" ”

This sentence is the ultimate goal of Helan Xiaoxin risking her body, giving up her dignity as the eldest lady of the Helan family, and desperately trying to curry favor with Li Nannan.

Li Nannan didn't speak, bent down and stretched out his hand, grabbed the crook of her knee, hugged her horizontally in his arms, and strode into the bathroom.

He didn't speak, and that's because he didn't know what to say.

Being able to let Shuangmei follow the example of black and white peony to serve him together is definitely a wish that Li Nannan has thought about many times before.

But he didn't want this wish to be tied to some transactions.

Seeking pleasure is seeking pleasure, business is business, don't mix it up, okay?

He thought so in his heart, but he couldn't say it.

Otherwise, he will hurt Helan Xiaoxin's self-esteem - new sister, is there still self-esteem in front of him now?

There should still be a little left.

She can use endless new tricks to please him, but she never wants to be a tool for him to vent and lust.

No matter how she behaved last night, including now, she is Helan Xiaoxin.

"I'm not going to force you."

In the wide and comfortable bathtub, Helan Xiaoxin picked up a handful of water, sprinkled it on Li Nannan's chest and said, "As long as you can be good to me, I will be satisfied." As for the future of Zitong and Fusu, I will find another way. ”

Don't guess a woman's thoughts, you can't guess them.

In fact, don't believe what a woman says.

Insincerity is the biggest feature of their speech, and Helan Xiaoxin interprets this idiom to the fullest.

Just like now, she doesn't want Li Nanfang to care about who and whose future she says - if she really doesn't want Li Nanfang to take care of it, she won't say this.

What she should be talking about now should be the injury of the flower night god.

Even if it is best to say that the god sister is dead, it proves that she cares about the god of flowers.

But she didn't say anything.

Li Nannan would say, "When the life and death of the night god are uncertain, I don't want to think about these things. Especially whether Helan Fusu can become the head of your family, I won't even think about it. Do you see what I mean? ”

Helan Xiaoxiu's eyebrows raised slightly: "How can I not know-"

Li Nannan interrupted her: "If you understand, then you shouldn't say this. ”

"But there are some things, whether you should say it or not, you can't hide from it."

Helan Xiaoxin picked up some water in both hands, watched it quickly drip from the cracks in her hands, and whispered: "Zitong's pride as the head of the family forced her not to explain to you why she was so ruthless to you in the first place. Not to mention telling you that in the six months before she and the 'ashes' held the yin wedding, she would talk to the white jade urn for half an hour every day in the afternoon. ”

Raising his head, Helan Xiaoxin looked at Li Nannan and smiled: "I think, when you two were alone last night, you shouldn't have seen her right hand, right?" ”

Li Nannan shook his head: "No." What do I think her right hand is doing? ”

In the palm of her right hand, there was a scar that had not fully healed. In such a delicate and good-looking palm, after an extra shocking scar, it is absolutely tyrannical. After I saw it, I was so distressed that I couldn't do it. ”

Helan Xiaoxin's right hand slowly flipped and said as if dreaming: "I will definitely ask her how she got this scar." But she doesn't say – you know what? ”

Li Nannan laughed: "It won't be because he misses me too much, so he cut it with a knife, right?" ”

Helan Xiaoxin ignored his smile and said to himself: "It was scratched with the fragments of the white jade urn." ”

She asked Yue Zitong how the scars on her palms were done.

Yue Zitong didn't tell her.

But this did not prevent Helan Xiaoxin from asking the origin of this scar from Zonggang.

The scar on Yue Zitong's palm was left when he held a yin wedding with Li Nannan's 'ashes' in Longfengpo on May 28.

When the tornado struck the temporary hotel that day and people fled in panic, Helan Fusu feared for her safety and rushed in to try to pull her out, but accidentally touched the urn she was holding.

At that time, Yue Zitong immediately went crazy, ignoring Helan Fusu pulling her out, because she was worried that she would be taken away by a tornado.

After slapping Helan Fusu hard, she knelt on the ground, trying to collect Li Nannan's 'ashes' again.

As a result, he was slashed by the sharp white jade stubble in the palm of his hand.

In fact, Li Nannan had also seen blood on her hands that day, but he thought it was Qi Yue flowing on it.

Because Qi Yue was smashed into Yue Zitong's arms when the blood sprayed wildly by a strange man with strong martial arts.

Of course, Yue Zitong would subconsciously hug her, but it was stained with blood.

So he didn't know that Yue Zitong had a scar on his palm, let alone the specific origin of this scar.

As Helan Xiaoxin said, after Yue Zitong became the head of the family, the dignity of the head of the wealthy family bred too much arrogance for her - she would rather be misunderstood than say this to impress Li Nannan.

If she really said this, it would certainly change her impression in Li Nannan's heart, but she would be a little suspicious of "coercing her to repay the favor".

More likely, it will cause Li Nannan's misunderstanding and play the opposite role.

She was dismissive of this.

Last night, when she was alone with Li Nannan, she would rather be silent, caring, tearful, and play one last time to let him know how much she loved him, rather than say this.

Yue Zitong didn't say it, of course someone would tell Li Nannan for her.

It is also for him to know this, but the meaning of Helan Xiaoxin's words is very different from what Yue Zitong said.

The "moving" effect is naturally very different.

Li Nannan was silent.

Helan Xiaoxin didn't bother him, stood up and walked out of the bathtub lightly, and went to the guest room.

Soon, she was back.

With two lit cigarettes in his mouth, he stepped back into the bathtub and sat down next to him.

After the two of them swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog for a while, Li Nannan still didn't speak.

Helan Xiaoxin was a little unhappy: "Nanfang, do you think that Zitong is still sorry for you?" ”

Li Nannan didn't answer and asked: "Have you ever thought about the Flower Night God?" Have you ever wondered how she was pierced through the heart by a chopstick on her wedding day, and her life and death in the intensive care unit of the hospital are uncertain? ”

Helan Xiaoxin slowly spit out a puff of cigarette and dipped half of the cigarette on the water.

There was a soft sound, and a puff of green smoke rose from the water, and the cigarette butt turned black.

She looked at the black cigarette butt she held up, and she was fascinated.

Why didn't she think about the god of the night?

Not only will she think about it, but Yue Zitong will think about it even more.

No matter how much Yue Zitong loves his little nephew, even if it hurts, it is a kind of love - but it can't be changed, and the fact that Hua Yeshen is uncertain about life and death in order to save her.

If the god of flowers and nights is just a simple god of flowers, and as before, he and Li Nannan are friends at most, then the three of Helan Xiaoxin will not be embarrassed.

The big misunderstanding, with the existence of love, objective factors such as truth and compulsion will be solved.

Li Nannan will definitely be like a man, forgive Yue Zitong who once used him as a juicer, and include her and Helan Xiaoxin in the harem to enjoy the blessings of all people.

But Hua Yeshen is the wife of Li Nanfang Mingmei.

Although the wedding was interrupted halfway due to the presence of the Assassins.

But from the moment the two of them walked on the red carpet arm in arm, they were already recognized as husband and wife.

Li Nannan's wife, who was seriously injured by assassins in order to save Yue Zitong, even if she recovers soon in the future, he can't abandon her and take Shuangmei into the harem.

In that case, he will drown in saliva.

Therefore, no matter how much Yue Zitong loves him and how willing he is to serve him with Helan Xiaoxin, Li Nannan can't accept it.

Faced with Li Nannan's question, Helan Xiaoxin didn't know how to answer.

"If it passes, let it pass."

Li Nannan raised his hand and patted Helan Xiaoxin's wrist, and stood up from the bathtub: "What's more, I'm really not interested in the intrigue among your wealthy families." I don't want to get involved. I prefer to be a simple businessman and pay taxes to the state on time. When the country needs me to protect the motherland with a gun, I will also be duty-bound. ”

Helan Xiaoxin pressed the edge of the bathtub with both hands, looked at Li Nannan's back, and asked coldly: "Do you think that if you say something about the past, these things will pass?" ”

"And what do you mean?"

Li Nannan pulled off a bath towel, wrapped it around his waist and turned around and asked her: "Let me betray my wife, who was seriously injured to save people, and get together with Yue Zitong?" ”

"I—That's not what I meant."

"Tell me what you mean."

"I mean it very simply."

Helan Xiaoxin let go of his hand, and slowly slid into the bathtub like a big white fish, revealing only one face, looking at the ceiling: "At the very least, you can't ignore Zitong's life and death." ”

If the groom official of the Flower Night God today is not Li Nannan, even if it is the Heavenly King Laozi, it will not change Yue Zitong's plan to marry Helan's little new girl.

According to their carefully set plan, the marriage of the two of them will help Helan Fusu to hit Helan Stars hard and stabilize his position as the head of the Helan family, and at the same time, it can also provide Yue Zitong with the conditions to the greatest extent that Yue Lincheng and others dare not touch her.

In time, with the help of the Helan sisters and brothers, Yue Zitong settled Yue Lincheng and the others.

She realized that she was the Wu Zetian of the Yue family, and she had real power just around the corner.

But the groom official of the flower night god is Li Nannan.

The moment Li Nannan took off his mask, everyone thought of how he was used by Yue Zitong.

It is true that the appearance of Li Nannan will not interfere with Yue Zitong and Helan Xiaoxin to continue their daughter's marriage.

But this absurd marriage will become the biggest laughing stock.

Yue Zitong, who is regarded as a laughing stock, will not be able to establish the prestige of her family head in the future.

So, she can only end the wedding.

In this way, she is back to square one.

Yue Lincheng's father and son, how do they want to clean her up-do the Helan family's that is sure to be a chicken feather at this time?