ith excitement. He simply walked over directly. Anyway, she had already seen everything, so what if she saw a little more clearlyHearing Ye Fan's laughter, Liu Qin only then came to her senses."You......To tease a naive girl like Duan Lingxing is definitely a wicked pleasure that all men would have.
Li Nanfang, having lost his memory, naturally couldn't escape this trend, especially given the current favorable situation.
At the very least, he thought the current situation was good.
Then, Duan Ziling said in a seemingly coy manner that she wouldn't be his godmother. Immediately afterwards, she feigned surprise and said: "Oh, no Don't you want to be friends with me"
"I don't like making friends."
Duan Zingxin immediately answered from the wrist.
She wasn't lying. Almost from kindergarten, the Duan family's Si Huang was a top-tier heiress with an upbringing beyond reach for ordinary people. They weren't able to make friends like other kids. From childhood to adulthood, they had little company beyond playing together after returning home.
"Then I'll take you as my little sister. I might not even have a sister, or an older sister."
Li Nanshan's right thumb and index finger lightly pinched Duan Xing's jaw, his eyes curved into a line, looking extremely mischievous.
Although Duan has a slender and tall figure, his slightly pointed chin and some baby fat give Li Rensha an irresistible urge to pinch and savor the indescribable touch.
Duan Xing also.
She knew full well that Li was being diligent and attentive to her. Yet, she didn't react like she did when she was eighteen and a street thug tried to harass her on her own, threatening to break his third leg if he didn't stop. Instead, she feign indifference, chin held high, cooperating with his efforts while puckering her lips and saying in a sour tone: "Hmph, who asked you to be my little sister You said you don't have a little sister or an older sister. But as far as I know, you are the boss of sisters, aunts, grandmothers, and all sorts."
If Duan Xiangning hadn't confessed to Li Nanshan, revealing his true identity, Duan Lingxing wouldn't have dared to say that he was surrounded by beautiful women.
It's strange, Duan Zixing used words like "sister, younger sister, aunt, madam, and a whole bunch of other terms" when saying this. It's almost exactly the same tone and wording Yue Mounu used to sarcastically criticize Li Nanfang's promiscuity.
Li Nanfang was slightly stunned.
He didn't have any feeling of déjà vu, he just couldn't believe it. How could a man like him, so devoted and responsible, attract so many women
To my elder sister and younger sister, and to the aunts and aunties.
Even calling each other older and younger sister is understandable, after all, young men and women in love often call each other endearing nicknames like "my little sweetheart" or "you're my little troublemaker" when flirting.
Then, Aunt, Grandma's, what does it mean again
Li Nanfang thought, even if he was lecherous, it seemed unlikely that he would stoop so low as to not spare even middle-aged and elderly ladies like aunts and grandmothers, right
However, from Duan's tone and attitude when he said this, it didn't seem like he was simply being sarcastic.
It seems like he had relationships with some older women before he lost his memory.
"Why aren't you speaking"
Seeing Li Nanhua's thoughtful expression, Duan Lingxing couldn't help but ask.
"Am I as shameless as you say"
"What"
Duan Zixing didn't understand why he suddenly asked that question, but he quickly understood and immediately rolled his eyes: "Hmph, you're not really that shameless, are you You're truly shameless."
"Hehehe, I don't believe it."
Li Nanfang let out a smirk, retracted his hand and used his finger to gently lift her round chin, then pulled her slender waist into his embrace and lifted her slightly off the ground.
He was very natural while doing this work.
Duan Zixing felt something amiss from it. Jiao Yin let out a weak sigh and leaned against him helplessly, also using both hands to hug his waist.
Your sister is watching over there.
Li Nanfang quietly patted her raised buttocks. He inwardly praised that her ass seemed to have developed a bit more. However, his face was full of an unyielding and righteous expression.
Before today, Duan Lingxing wouldn't dare to be so ambiguous with Li Nanshan in front of Duan Xiangning.
But now
It doesn't matter.
Anyway, Xiangning has already told Li Nanfang the truth. She is not his wife; she only deceived him.
Since Xiangning is not Li Nanfang's wife, at most she is a shameless mistress—then, what right does she have to accuse Duan Lingxing of doing this
Ignoring Li Nanyang's words, Duan Lingxing didn't even glance at Duan Xiangning. He simply asked in a soft voice, "Brother-in-law, you haven't explained yet, what is our relationship going to be like from now on"
She called him "brother-in-law" yet asked Li Nanfang what their relationship was, a rather contradictory question.
"You keep calling me your brother-in-law, of course you're my niece, is that even a question"
After Li Nanfang stood up holding Duan Lingxing, he looked towards the corridor.
Shen Yun was being carried out by two guards. Shen Cunmao bowed deeply to Shen Mingqing, his face filled with sadness. Li Ming, who was holding Duan Xiangning, looked anxious, biting his lip several times but not daring to speak.
While Li Nanfang and his niece were flirting here, the Shen family father and son were also talking.
As for what they were talking about, Li Nanfang, who was too absorbed in the feeling of his aunt's certain body parts, really didn't notice.
Though he saw Li Ming's anxious face, his sharp intuition told him something was amiss.
Since things seemed to be going south, how could Li Nanfang possibly have the heart to answer Duan Xing's question
He just tightened his grip on her right hand, bypassed the black hole, and quickly walked towards the corridor.
He hadn't answered the question yet, and Duan was in no mood to go over. When he was half-carried away, she just wanted to struggle, but then she saw the seriousness in his face, her mind suddenly sobered up, knowing that now wasn't the best time to define their relationship. All she could do was sigh softly in her heart.
As they were about to reach the corridor steps, Duan Lingxing suddenly broke free from Li Nanshan's grasp: "Wait."
"What are you waiting for"
After realizing something was wrong, Li Nanfang just wanted to get out of this place quickly with the Duan sisters. However, Duan Lingxing unexpectedly acted like a nosy child, constantly asking questions and pausing, making his eyebrows furrow slightly.
But Duan Xing didn't care, he turned and ran towards the fire.
To come to a treasure mountain and return empty-handed is absolutely one of the four major regrets in life.
Although Zhilong Mountain wasn't considered a treasure-filled mountain, and Duan Sifang, the fourth young lady from the Dali Duan clan, wasn't someone who struggled to survive, it felt deeply unfair that she endured so much hardship only to walk away empty-handed.
What
Who said that Duan Xing could take Shen Yun's laptop when he left, so it wasn't like he was leaving empty-handed
That was something the Shen family of Hanyang should have given to the Duan family long ago, wasn't it
For this laptop, Miss Duan the Fourth almost lost her life on Long Mountain. After waking up, she was first frightened to death by someone, then teased relentlessly for a long time – all because of the Shen family in Hancheng's mistakes. When Miss Duan the Fourth left, if she didn't take something as compensation, it would be a disrespect to her suffering.
Originally, Li Nanshan was just going to take the snake essence sachet, but the stingy Shen family started crying and wouldn't let him take it.
Well, alright then.
If you won't let me take the sachets, then just take the iron plaque from the small pedestal beside the black hole.
The pitch-black color looks mysterious and heavy. It could be sold as scrap metal to a recycling center.
Seeing Duan run towards the small platform, Li Nanfang knew what she wanted to do.
With a slight smile, Li Nanshan shook his head. Suddenly, he felt that he was starting to like this seemingly domineering and cold-hearted, but actually kind-hearted niece.
Of course, what is meant here by "liking" is simply liking, completely different from the unpredictable thing called love.
Along the way up to the black hole, I touched my sister-in-law seventy-eight times and it didn't matter a bit.
It's just pure liking, wanting to protect and pamper her like a little sister, teasing and flirting with her—just not going all the way. It's a pure kind of affection.
"Hey, do you know what this thing is made of Take a close look, the color makes it look really old, probably an antique. If we take it to sell, I'll split the money with you."
After getting the black, metallic nameplate, Duan Lingxing directly put it into the bag on his waist.
The small pouch was originally designed to hold a handgun, but the gun had been lost when she was swept into the deeper depths of time. Now it was convenient for carrying this metal plate.
It was just her scuba suit made of form-fitting shark skin, highlighting her graceful curves. Even when she walked, the indentation in the middle was so noticeable that Li Nanshan couldn't help but stare. Now that she had a metal plate on her waist, with every light step she took, it felt like an invisible hand constantly slapping her plump buttocks.
This made Li Nanfang displeased, the black jacket on his wrist, he put it on her.
"Well, you don't want others to see my beautiful figure"
Duan blinked his eyes a few times and asked in a low voice.
What do you like
"It seems you don't really care much anyway."
As Duan Xing said later on, his voice grew softer and he lowered his head.
Even a fool should be able to hear what I'm trying to say to you.
If you still can't tell, then you're an idiot—that's what Miss Duan Si thought in her heart. She quietly raised her head and saw that Li Nanfang had already stepped onto the steps and was striding towards the iron gate.
Oh.
Duan Xing paused for a moment, then let out a soft sigh in his heart. He bit his lip lightly before putting on his coat and stepping onto the stairs.
The guard brought this set of clothes for Li Nanfang, it was already a size larger than what he usually wore. Now that it was on Duan Lingxing's body, the hem completely covered her thighs, looking very much like the many women on the street who wore big coats and exposed their long white legs. It made people really unable to guess if they were wearing underwear or not.
"She's also a Miss Duan from Dali, isn't she"
After Duan Ziguo walked over, Shen Mingqing's face was much rosier than when he first came in. He looked completely revitalized and full of energy.
Especially those eyes, which should have been somewhat clouded with age, suddenly sparkled with the glow of youth, as if just moments had passed, and he had aged at least thirty years younger.
“ Dali Duan I don't recognize any Dali Duan.”
Duan Xing swept a disdainful glance at Duan Xiangning and replied in a dismissive tone.
Before this, even if she were killed, she wouldn't dare to say such words.
But now, even if you killed her, she would still say that.
She felt that the moment she jumped into the Canglong River, she had repaid the kindness of the Dali Duan clan for raising her, and from then on, she had nothing to do with the Duan family anymore.
She observed Duan Xiangning's reaction, merely out of habit.
Duan Xiangning smiled faintly at her, without the slightest blame.
The sporadic answer didn't strike Shen Mingqing as strange. He just nodded: "Then you may leave. Chen Mo, make sure to safely escort this young lady to the mountain."
"Yes, Father, I remember. Take care of yourself."
Standing outside the iron gate, Shen Cunmao bent down again and bowed deeply to Shen Mingqing.
"Brother-in-law, I want to go with you and Sister Xiangning."
Duan shook Li Nanfang's arm lightly.
This diligence, commonly seen in little girls and adults playing house.
But was she a little girl
Everyone knows she gave her brother-in-law a handjob, of course, not a little girl — but this is indeed her true work, without any pretense.
Like the lustful aunt, please collect everyone: () The lustful aunt updates the fastest.nly a head of jet-black hair was casually draped over the edge of the bed.Ye Fan turned around and closed the door, then walked lightly to the sofa opposite the bed and sat down. He took out a cigaret...