In addition to the swimming pool on the roof of the building, many evergreen flowers and trees are planted on the east and west sides.

The small rockery of two people is high, and the murmuring water flows down from a high place, falling in the artificial pool of several square meters, and from time to time there are silver-white fish, which jump out of the water deftly, and make a soft pop.

Li Nannan's arrival alarmed a night bird in the green forest, fluttering its wings and chirping, and disappeared into the distant lights in a flash.

Walking to the rattan chair next to the flower night god, without waiting for anyone to invite, Li Nannan sat down, took off his shoes and feet, and rested on the white round table, in front of a few silver plates containing fruits and wine.

The northwest wind blows in early winter, and the smell of salted fish quickly spreads.

Only a tasteless person like Li Nannan would make this kind of action in front of a superb beauty like Hua Yeshen.

Sniffling very happily, Li Nannan raised his hand to take an apple, took a bite, picked up a bottle of wine, and blew two sips directly on the wine bottle, before sighing comfortably and muttering: "Alas, this is the real life." ”

Hua Yeshen never spoke, just like he didn't smell the disgusting smell of salted fish, and ignored the existence of Li, just holding the wine glass in his left hand, staring blankly into the distance, letting his hair fly in the night wind.

"Talking to you, didn't you hear?"

The feeling of being ignored made Li Nannan a little unhappy.

The god of flowers continued to ignore him.

"Deaf? Or stupid? ”

Li Nannan said, his left foot raised, and slowly leaned towards the face of the flower night god.

One night a few years ago, Li Nannan, who hadn't seen him for a long time, and after Ye Xiaodao and the two of them had a good drink, they got drunk and slipped out directly on the ground and fell asleep.

Ye Xiaodao woke up in the middle of the night, and was woken up by Li Nannan's stinky feet stretched out to his face, and he vomited wildly as soon as he got up, and almost fought with him afterwards, which shows how stinky this guy's stinky feet are.

He once boasted triumphantly, saying that as long as he showed his feet, mosquitoes and flies would not dare to approach, it was definitely the most advanced biological and chemical weapon, and whoever smoked would die.

Now, such a powerful and powerful stinky foot slowly approached the face of the flower night god, and the biochemical stench must have touched the woman's olfactory nerve.

Women are more sensitive to this smell than men.

But the god of flowers was still indifferent, and his eyes were looking straight ahead.

This made Li Nannan feel very frustrated, and he was ashamed and angry, so he simply rubbed her little nose with his toes.

Flower Night God is still—not moving.

But Li Nannan could see that the corners of her eyes were trembling uncontrollably.

It seems that she is trying her best to endure Li Nannan's rudeness.

The big boss of the dignified Seven Star Club can tell Mrs. Lin, the leader of the aristocratic group, to get out, and he can smash Lin Kangbai's right leg in front of so many people, as simple as swatting a fly to death.

Why should she endure Li Nannan's rudeness?

Could it be that because she once betrayed me to Concubine Zhan, she felt ashamed of me, and expressed her deep apology by willingly sniffing my stinky feet?

Boss Li thought so innocently in his heart, and lifted her nose slightly up with his toes, and was about to say something with a smile, when he suddenly felt a cold light flashing in front of him.

Not good!

Li Nannan screamed in his heart, and his left foot retracted as fast as he could.

Rao retracted fast enough, but his heel still stabbed, and there was a fresh bloody breath, which quickly filled the air.

With a soft sound, a bright fruit knife stabbed the round table.

The tip of the knife pierced the solid wood round table, a full three centimeters.

Thanks to Li Nannan's retracted feet fast enough, otherwise Hua Yeshen's knife should be able to eliminate most of his feet.

What should make Boss Li remember that God bless is that Hua Yeshen wielded this knife when he was seriously ill.

Looking at the collapsed tendons on the right hand that was holding the hilt of the knife, and even the gray starlight could not cover it, Li Nannan knew that she was really murderous now.

Damn, why are you really playing with Lao Tzu?

Li Nannan, who sensed that something was wrong, opened his mouth and was about to scold this sentence, put down the wine bottle and stood up to reason with her, but his raised right hand was frozen in mid-air, and he didn't dare to move again.

It was only because he suddenly discovered that if he put down the wine bottle, or did any normal action he wanted to do, Hua Yeshen might take the opportunity to launch a fatal blow against him.

Therefore, he could only remain motionless, the nerves in his whole body were tense, and the corner of his eye was staring at that hand.

The god of the flower night did not move.

Suddenly, both of them became sculptures.

The frightened night bird circled around a few times, but after not being able to find a safer habitat, it had to fly back again and land among the flowers and trees.

There was sweat, which slowly trickled down from Li Nannan's forehead and dripped into his eyes, which was very astringent, and it hurt a little.

Just like his heart.

After encountering Concubine Zhan's plot, Li Nannan knew that the identity of Hua Yeshen was not only as simple as the owner of the Seven Star Club, but also a master hidden in the city, like Concubine Zhan, from a mysterious genre or organization.

But he really didn't expect that Hua Yeshen's kung fu would be so high.

She was seriously ill, and just by swinging a knife, Li Nannan could appreciate her power, and this was because she burst out with a strong murderous aura while swinging this knife.

The murderous spirit is directly related to the level of the person's own kung fu and how many people have been destroyed.

In layman's terms, the higher a person's kung fu is, the more people she kills, and the sharper the murderous aura she bursts out at the moment of killing.

It was with his murderous aura that Li Nannan was able to determine that Hua Yeshen was an extremely dangerous woman.

But he was not afraid.

No matter how powerful Hua Yeshen is, he is also seriously ill.

A person who is seriously ill is like a drunk driver, no matter how superb his driving skills are, his reaction will be a little sluggish, and he will play at the usual level of 30 percent, which is already good.

Cold sweat was dripping from his forehead, and that was because his right hand and left foot were suspended in the air, but he had to remain motionless.

People are not puppets, and their arms can be erected for a lifetime.

Whoever is replaced, who will be so tired that sweat will drip down after a few minutes.

Flower night god is not tired.

She only needs to straighten her waist and clench the fruit knife, occupying the absolute advantage of waiting for work.

This advantage also made up for her shortcomings in being seriously ill.

But Li Nannan can be sure that she still won't support it for too long.

If a person who is seriously ill can still maintain the excellent state when he is not sick, it is too much to underestimate the power of the disease.

So Li Nannan just has to wait.

Stalemate with her, little by little to wear away her advantage, until she balances, and finally to her complete disadvantage.

Just wait until the decline of the Flower Night God appears, and it is time for Li Nannan to burst out.

The reason why Hua Yeshen, who currently has an absolute advantage, does not dare to attack without authorization is because her body under a serious illness is not enough to support her to take advantage and form a fatal blow through her actions.

So, she can only wait.

Die.

I hope that Li Nannan can't support it first, whether it is the right hand holding the wine bottle or the left foot that is being lifted in vain, the slightest movement will reveal the fatal flaw of her sudden launch.

It's a pity that it is obvious that Li Nannan, who has much more practical experience than her, has seen this a long time ago, and only when the sweat almost charms her eyes, she can still keep her whole body still.

Time, minute by minute.

There was a soft tick, and a drop of crystal sweat dripped onto the table from the wrist where the flower night god held the knife.

Li Nannan was soaked in sweat to the point that his eyes were painful, and a smile appeared on him.

Laughing happily, but with cold cruelty.

He couldn't figure it out, he just played with this woman in his true tone, in this way to show how close the relationship between the two was - she could be angry, scold him, slap him away, and even raise his glass and splash him with wine, it's not impossible.

Why do you want to kill him?

Could it be that she forgot the reality that the two of them had been husband and wife for more than ten minutes in the Fengwu Discotheque?

For this kind of ruthless and unrighteous woman, does Li Nannan still use politeness?

If you can kill me, then why can't I kill you?

Time seems to have frozen, and this indescribable extreme depression makes the fish in the small pool next to it feel uncomfortable, and they can't help but jump out of the water and make a soft snapping sound.

With this soft sound, the corners of Hua Yeshen's mouth pursed with difficulty, and the tendons on the back of his right hand disappeared.

Under the serious illness, her physical strength was really unable to support it, and she could confront Li Nannan for a long time.

She had to breathe a sigh of relief.

All she needed was a breath of relief and even a second of rest, and she would be able to regain the upper hand.

A second?

Joke.

One second is indeed not a long time, but when it is placed on the master, it is indeed quite critical, and it is a matter of life and death.

The corners of Hua Yeshen's mouth were tightly pursed, and before he could let go, he heard a bang.

This is the popping sound of a wine bottle hitting the table.

The crackling sound was still echoing in the ears of the flower night god, and the stubble was intertwined, and the extremely sharp broken wine bottle had already pierced her throat.

She tried to lean back, avoiding the bottle.

It's just that as soon as she made this action, one hand had already grabbed the back of her neck first, sealing her retreat.

She also wanted to pull out the fruit knife stabbed on the round table, stab Li Nannan in the heart, and die with him.

But Li Nannan's reaction was much faster than she imagined.

Taking advantage of Hua Yeshen's lack of spirits and a little relaxation, when Li Nannan pounced, he leaned over, grabbed the wine bottle with his right hand, and pinched the back of her neck with his left hand, but his chest was pressed against the hilt of the knife.

I'm dead.

Alas.

It's not bad to die like this, to die at his hands.

It's just that I didn't expect that this kid's kung fu is so powerful, no wonder he could make the star god humiliated at the beginning.

However, when I used the Yin Yang Ghost Skill to deal with him twice, how could he be so vulnerable?

Oh, I see, he's pretending.

Hehe, Li Nannan, even you can pretend to me when your life is at stake, what else can I believe that it is real?

The unreal world, there is really nothing to be nostalgic for,

After losing the opportunity to die with Li Nannan, Hua Yeshen calmed down in his heart, and thought about it so much in a flash, sighed faintly, closed his eyes, and waited for the sharp pain of the blade piercing his throat.

In an instant, it will be over.

She believes that Li Nannan should give her a good time for the sake of the skin-to-skin relationship that happened between the two.

Li Nannan didn't give her a good time.

The meaning of not letting her die happily does not mean that after reversing the decline, it is like a cat playing with a mouse, wreaking havoc on her, or it may be that the extremely sharp glass stubble will only touch the skin of her white throat and stop.

With a pop, Li Nannan casually threw the wine bottle into the pool, let go of the back of her neck, and sat back on the rattan chair he was sitting on, took a grape and filled it into his mouth.