Chapter 1176: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (Four Hundred and Thirty-Nine)
Seeing that he ignored her warning eyes, Feng Ling said in a muffled voice, "I'm not thirsty."
"It's just right, I'm thirsty." The man directly took the coffee cup in front of her, and drank it very casually.
Feng Ling: "..."
She stomped on him secretly under the table, and then stared at him secretly.
Li Nanheng put down the coffee cup, as if he didn't feel the pressure of her feet being trampled on, he just looked at Mrs. Feng who was sitting across from her, with a smile in her eyes, and said, "The two elders of the Feng family are in good health recently, aren't they?"
"They are all very good, but what happened a while ago really caused trouble for you, Nanheng. It was Mingzhu who was ignorant. Her father and I were not at home at the time. Otherwise, I would definitely apologize to the fourth elder of the Li family. "Qin Qiu recalled the matter that Feng Mingzhu provoked Li Nanheng a while ago, and that incident caused several quarrels in the Feng family, all because Feng Mingzhu couldn't get over it, crying and making noises at home, tossing and tossing about death and life, the whole family was in dire straits Jumping, it really broke my heart.
Recently, it has finally calmed down. Feng Mingzhu was dragged by Mrs. Cen's daughter to Italy to travel and relax. The Feng family finally became quieter and could breathe a sigh of relief.
"It's over." Li Nanheng only had three words about that matter.
Seeing that he didn't want to mention it, Madam Feng certainly wouldn't bring it up again. After all, Feng Mingzhu made a big mistake. Her own daughter did the drug administration, so who would want to bring it up again? .
At this moment, Feng Fu looked at Feng Ling again, especially if Feng Ling was really her daughter, then Feng Mingzhu's mistakes were far more than just this one.
Feng Ling didn't understand what kind of dumb fight between Mrs. Feng and Li Nanheng. She only heard that it seemed to be related to Feng Mingzhu, but she didn't seem to continue to mention it after seeing them. She didn't ask, but only looked at Li Nanheng again. With a glance, he continued to pick up the coffee cup and put it to his lips.
"Order another glass if you want to drink." Feng Ling stared at the movement of him holding his own glass. Although she didn't drink just now, Mrs. Feng was watching.
"Isn't yours mine? If you don't drink it, do you have to wait for it to cool?" The man raised his eyebrows lightly.
Feng Ling: "..."
At this moment, Mrs. Feng suddenly smiled and said: "The way you young people fall in love is really different from that of our generation. When I look at you two at my age, I think it's very sweet."
At this moment, Feng Ling turned his eyes to look at Mrs. Feng, and saw that she was really smiling, and obviously didn't mind that Li Nanheng had an affair with women other than Feng Mingzhu.
So Li Nanheng has absolutely nothing to do with Feng Mingzhu.
Then the lady from the Feng family he married...
Feng Ling's mind was suddenly in a mess. When Li Nanheng continued to talk to Mrs. Feng, he directly picked up the fork and lowered his head to continue eating the blueberry cake. While eating, he was thinking about all the things before and after. After sorting it out for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out, isn't it right? , even if she is really Mrs. Feng's daughter, everyone thought she was gone before, so how could there be news of her marriage? Who did Li Nanheng marry? Married to a ghost?
She couldn't figure it out no matter how much she thought about it, so she stopped thinking about it, and just as she took another bite of the cake, the hand that was placed under the table was suddenly pinched underneath.
Her movements froze, and she suddenly turned her eyes to look at the man next to her who was talking politely with Mrs. Feng on the surface, but who was holding her hand tightly under the table.
Feng Ling didn't listen carefully to their affairs between the two elders of the Feng family and the Laozi of the Li family in Liaosi, from the family relationship to the various greetings on the scene. Only unruly hands were attracted.
At first, the man just held her hand. After a while, he clasped her hand behind her back and pressed it to his lap. He just let her put her hand on his lap on the table. , she wanted to pull it away, but he didn't let it go, but across such a table, the man's face on the top was a well-dressed and laughing appearance of a junior talking politely with the wife of a worldly family, but underneath was a beast After putting her on his lap incomparably,
Little by little, he pulled towards the position between his legs...
Although she hadn't touched it yet, Feng Ling tried her best to control her hand not to be pulled over, but just touching his thigh, she was about to be burned on the spot!
Suddenly, I remembered the night in Cambodia before, when she woke up that day, her hand...
Could it be...
She drank too much at the time and didn't remember anything. Did he...
Feng Ling suddenly fixed his eyes on his face. Li Nanheng wanted to continue to tease her, but saw a fierce light flashing in her eyes, and suddenly let go of her hand. The moment he was about to evacuate, he suddenly regretted it again, and grabbed her hand again, but this time it was not too much, and just put her hand on his lap peacefully, covering the back of her hand, Hold it lightly, don't let go.
It's not that Qin Qiu can't see the ambiguity between the two of them, it's obviously what two young people should look like when they're in love, but he doesn't feel embarrassed, just smiles, doesn't bother them too much, sits there quietly and After taking a sip of coffee, he said, "Nan Heng, do you know enough about Feng Ling?"
"A lot." While being decisive, the man held Feng Ling's hand even tighter, not letting her pull it out.
"Do you think..." Madam Feng looked directly into his eyes, and said in a slightly serious tone that only he could understand: "Is it appropriate for you to be with her?"
"It's very suitable." Li Nanheng met Mrs. Feng's probing gaze and smiled lightly: "No one is more suitable than her."
What kind of dumb fans are these two playing?
Feng Ling was struggling with the hand under the table, raised his eyes and looked at Mrs. Feng again, seeing her suddenly smiled again, as if some accurate answer had settled into Mrs. Feng's heart.
Mrs. Feng smiled and picked up the coffee cup again, but she didn't drink it, then put it down again, looking at Feng Ling in front of her, she seemed to have a lot to say, but she felt that the occasion was wrong and everything was wrong, so she could only bear with it. , picked it up and put it down repeatedly like this, and after picking it up and putting it down a few times, he suddenly said: "The Feng family and the Li family have been friends for so many years, so we can't become stiff because of Mingzhu's matter. Since there is such a fate... I see you Why don't you take Feng Ling to visit Feng's house someday?"
"It depends on what she means." Li Nanheng tilted his head and pointed at Feng Ling with his chin.
"What do I mean?" Feng Ling didn't know much about the dumbfounding of the two of them. He just thought that his hand was used by this man one night, so he tried to pull it out. But he didn't let go, she couldn't bear it and said in a low voice: "You let go quickly."
"Don't let go."