Chapter 1106: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (Three Hundred and Sixty-Nine)

There are too many people coming and going, walking fast, bringing a gust of wind, the man's hair moves slightly, like the silent swaying bushes in the dark night, or like the cold snow falling when the mountain on Rogers Pass is turbulent, it makes people feel inexplicable Followed by Jingling a bit.

"It's good not to keep it. I'm used to short hair. If you grow long hair one day, I'm afraid I don't even know where to put it."

This man's words are ambiguous.

Did he mean that he didn't know where to put his hands on his body, or that he didn't know where to put his hands on her body?

This pot of rice noodles is really too much, Li Nanheng is not very interested in this kind of food that girls like to eat, so he got up to go shopping after eating a little with her.

Feng Ling focused on drinking the soup and ignored him.

After a while, Li Nanheng came back with something.

She looked up at him: "What did you buy?"

He didn't say anything, just threw the bag to her: "Go back and see."

Seeing that there was a rectangular box in the bag, Feng Ling didn't know what it was, but seeing the man's dusty appearance, he seemed to have bought it on purpose.

What will it be?

However, when the man came back, he saw that she hadn't finished eating. It was probably too cold outside. He took a clean bowl and sat opposite her, eating rice noodles and drinking soup slowly, picking up a pinch from time to time in the air. Swaying in the middle, it seems that the mood is not bad.

Feng Ling asked him: "How long will you stay in T City this time? Don't you need to go back to the United States?"

Li Nanheng replied: "You are surrounded by many people, how can I go back?"

Feng Ling bit off the rice noodles near his mouth: "How many days will it take to get rid of these people?"

"Within two days."

One day to transfer people, one day to solve it, with Li Nanheng's always vigorous and vigorous style of handling things, it can indeed be solved within two days.

...

After the meal, Feng Ling ate too much and really didn't want to take the car back, so Li Nanheng accompanied her to walk back at night in T City in early winter.

When passing downstairs of the hotel, Feng Ling hesitated for a moment. Li Nanheng seemed to know what she was thinking. On the way back, she felt a little hot from eating rice noodles, so he didn't hug her again, but at this moment, he suddenly stretched out his arms directly. Holding her in his arms, he walked into the main entrance of the hotel with her in his arms, and said as he walked, "Whether you go to Ji Nuan's place or Wen Leqing's place at this time, you are letting others burn you. The only way you can I am the only one who is in trouble, and the only one who can help you deal with those people is me, why am I so ignorant? I don’t know that the first task now is to hold my thigh tightly?”

Feng Ling: "..."

She glanced down at his thigh meaningfully.

Swept away by the woman's gaze meaningfully, although she only looked at the legs, Li Nanheng found himself shamefully stiff. He squinted at her: "What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking to see where there is room for me to hug Boss Li. There are too many people who want to hug your thigh. I'm afraid I'll squeeze my head and I won't be able to hug you." Feng Ling said as he walked towards the elevator , while withdrawing from his arms.

The man hugged her tightly with his backhand, lowered his head and pressed her forehead and said in a hoarse voice, "It depends on whether you want to hug her or not. As long as you want to hug her, you can get rid of all the pendants on my legs and leave them only for you." Hug alone, huh?"

"..."

What about his wife?

Where is the little daughter-in-law in the mouth?

Feng Ling ignored him and just got into the elevator.

I ate a lot outside just now, and I thought it didn't take long to go back and forth, but it was already past seven o'clock when I came back.

It was agreed to change the dressing at eight o'clock.

Feng Ling went to the bathroom and gave herself a brief scrubbing bath. There was really no way to wash it, so she had to wipe it. Li Nanheng came in with a smile several times and asked to help her wash it, but Feng Ling drove her out expressionlessly. Outside the bedroom door, by the way, locked inside.

Although he knew that if he wanted to open the lock, he could easily open it.

But the premise is that Li Nanheng can afford the price of Feng Ling being really pissed off.

It's impossible for Li Nanheng not to know what the bottom line of this little girl who may explode at any time is now,

As long as it doesn't touch her bottom line, it's okay to mess with her now, but the door has been locked, and the door can be broken open, otherwise, this girl probably really cut off contact in a fit of anger, and the nine cows probably won't be able to pull her back .

Although the net has been cast, it must be done slowly.

After scrubbing, Feng Ling came out and changed his clothes. When he walked out of the bedroom, he saw that Li Nanheng had prepared the newly bought medicine for her.

She walked over, avoiding the injuries on her body, and slowly sat down on the sofa.

The man looked at her exposed arms and legs, as well as the wounds on her face and neck. The swelling had subsided where it should have subsided, but the scars were still there.

Then I looked at the bruises around her neck, which were not particularly obvious in the afternoon, but they were especially obvious after being scrubbed with hot water right now.

"Pinched by those bastards?" The man looked down at her while applying medicine on his hands.

Seeing him staring at his neck, Feng Ling raised his hand to touch the marks on his neck: "Yeah."

Li Nanheng's eyes became a little colder, and there was obviously a killing intent in his eyes, but the killing intent was definitely not directed at her. He lifted her chin, and directly covered her neck with his medicated hand Go up, slowly apply the medicine on the area with traces, the ointment feels cool and comfortable, Feng Ling saw the man's lowered body and face close at hand when he lowered his head to help himself apply the medicine, it was embarrassing , simply closed his eyes and let him paint.

However, she herself didn't know at all that the hair of the girl who had just taken a bath was still a little wet, and there were red marks on her face and body that seemed to have been ravaged by someone, and her fair skin was even more obvious because of the moisture from the bath just now. Fair and transparent, she raised her head slightly and closed her eyes in front of the man, as if waiting for someone to kiss her hard.

Li Nanheng suppressed the anger that was raised in his heart, looked at the bruise on her neck, and looked at her face while applying it.

It's so close that you can see clearly.

The light and shadow under the light leaked all over the floor and fell on her face.

The girl's face was white and clean, so delicate that the pores were invisible, her eyes were closed, and when her eyelashes fluttered, they looked like the wings of a butterfly.

He looked at her slightly pale lips, and inexplicably thought of the white frost flowers on the mountain wall of Rogers that seemed not to have severe cold. That kind of frost flowers would only grow in bitterly cold places, and would grow in places with a little warmth. If it rots, it cannot survive even if it is transplanted to a home and carefully cared for.

That kind of frost flower is the only comfort for people in the bitter cold. It is clean and transparent, but it grows on the cliffs. People who are not capable can't even touch it, let alone want to take it off and take a look.