Chapter 1125: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (Three Hundred and Eighty-Eight)

If you really open your heart knot, you will really open it. Feng Ling is not such an awkward person.

But the key is that this man Li Nanheng is a little too enthusiastic. If you get together, you can get along. If you have something to say, just let go and say no. He insisted on pressing her on the bed and kissing her hard. She flashed to the left The one who avoided the right still couldn't avoid it, and was pressed on the bed by the man, gagged, and gnawed for a long time, saying that he must pay back all the debts owed to him in the past three years.

Who owed him three years?

Who owes it?

Feng Ling wanted to kick him, but he taught most of the skills she had learned, and any movement was nothing to him, but he bound him even tighter with his iron arms, and the domineering kiss on her lips and the corners of her mouth hurt her. She was about to kiss him, but she bit him back angrily, but the man pushed the tip of his tongue straight in. Her scalp was numb from the kiss, and finally she stopped struggling and just lay on the bed and looked at him.

Seeing her look like she wanted to stretch out her cat's paws but was helpless against him, Li Nanheng kissed her on the lips twice, and then kissed her on the face a few times as if the kiss was not enough, finally turned over and hugged her. The slender little woman in her arms buried her face in the crescent of her neck, and let out a long and comfortable sigh.

Even if the man didn't say anything, Feng Ling could clearly feel that he was in a very good mood.

It's the very, very good kind.

She lay there and let him hold her, remembering the scene when Li Nanheng went to Boston to find her, remembering how she had been hiding after being kicked out of the base, and how she had been entangled with each other for nearly a year. In the boston jungle, this man was seriously injured but he still raised his gun to help her defeat the enemy in her crisis moment, thinking of his cold voice when he was denied by her again and again, making her remember what she said in his eyes... …

Feng Ling only felt his heart throbbing violently, as if it had been tampered with in his hands.

The breath is held in the body, unable to come out or go back.

"I've held this breath for three years, and now, it's comfortable." The man just hugged her like this, without saying anything, and without continuing to do anything, just said as if the stale breath had finally been expelled.

Feng Ling bit his cheek calmly, and his hands inadvertently clenched the T-shirt on the man's body, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

At this moment, the man suddenly looked down at her, Feng Ling instantly flattened the corners of his lips that were raised quietly, and continued to maintain a calm and calm expression, Li Nanheng ignored her expression, and happily kissed her on the forehead , and then continued to hug her, and let out a long and comfortable sigh: "It's comfortable."

It is comfortable again!

She was uncomfortable being held like this all the time.

Feng Ling struggled to get up, but couldn't move, so he could only say, "Miss Wen came here just now to meet me for lunch, but she left before eating."

"Well, it's okay, she's not an outsider, just find time to make up for her some other day." The man hugged her tightly, his voice was low and hoarse, but somehow he could hear what was going on in his heart. Son is still very happy.

Feng Ling: "...I mean, I haven't had lunch yet."

"What do you want to eat?" The man looked down at her again.

"Eat whatever you want at the hotel, or you can eat in your room."

"Then ask someone from the hotel to deliver it, and wait." Li Nanheng rubbed her head, messed up her hair, and got up to get the phone.

Feng Ling finally got his freedom. He stood up on the bed in his bedroom, looked at the clothes on the man in a blink of an eye, remembered the scene when he came in and saw him changing clothes, and then glanced at himself who was pressed by him just now. Put out some wrinkled clothes, got up and went out.

The hotel has already prepared lunch and a buffet. It just so happened that it was lunch time. A phone call was made, and within ten minutes, the staff came in with a dining cart.

After placing several staple foods and side dishes on the table one by one, the staff pushed the dining cart out.

Feng Ling just went back to the bedroom and called Wen Leqing to make sure that after Wen Leqing left, she went directly to her senior sister for lunch.

Knowing that she is accompanied by someone now, she is relieved.

When walking out of the bedroom, Li Nanheng came over just at this moment and was about to ask her to come out to eat. The two looked at each other. The smile in the man's eyes that hadn't diminished for a long time made Feng Ling's calm mood start to fluctuate a little. She coughed Looking at the dining table with one sound: "Why are there so many dishes?"

"Someone hosted a banquet in the hotel today, and the back kitchen made a variety of dishes, and the meals ordered in each room were cooked together. Usually, it's not so rich." Li Nanheng said as he motioned her to sit down.

Feng Ling walked over to sit down and saw that there was even matsutake soup on the table. He guessed that the people hosting the banquet in this hotel today should be unusual, and then thought of Li Nanheng saying that there was an event with a partner related to the Li family today. He wanted to participate, and he didn't say whether he was in this hotel or somewhere else, but it was true that he came back quite early, so early that she was so unprepared that she almost pissed her off.

Li Nanheng sat down and saw her carefully setting up the tableware, and then filled some soup to drink. It looked like she was really hungry.

She doesn't push back when she's hungry, probably because she's used to it in the base. She eats when she's hungry and drinks when she's thirsty. She doesn't need to be twitchy about anything, just point to everyone's comfort.

Although the impetuous emotions that she had said about her and Qiao Fei's possible three-year relationship had been calmed down just now, seeing her eating now is the real melting of ice and snow.

This emotion is also inexplicable.

He even felt more and more that the little woman in front of him was looking more and more pleasing to the eye with her fluffy and clean light black short hair over the ears.

No longer staring at him coldly, it's even more beautiful.

"I'm going to have a meeting in the afternoon, and I won't be back until after dinner time. You can eat by yourself in the evening."

"Oh." Feng Ling replied while eating.

Isn't it like the kind of young couple who have been away for a long time when they first reconciled, they should be very clingy?

Only this attitude of Feng Ling being good no matter what made Li Nanheng a little dumbfounded: "Don't want me to come back sooner?"

"I think so, but it's rare for you to be busy with things other than the XI base. Mr. Li is not in good health now. You probably won't be able to push back the affairs of the Li family. There are inevitably a lot of things to deal with. You've already said it." I'll be here at dinner time, so why don't I tell you not to go?" Feng Ling said while serving him a bowl of soup: "Then, as a token of my satisfaction, I will reward you with a bowl of soup."

Li Nanheng picked up the soup contentedly, but said: "You are obviously dishonest."

"Then how do you want me to show my sincerity? I haven't run away with another man in the past three years. Isn't that enough sincerity?"