Chapter 1338: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (Six Hundred and One)

Li Nanheng directly embraced her, and was about to kiss her directly, when suddenly the landline in the room rang.

He paused, feeling the warm and soft jade in his arms, panting heavily, his black eyes locked on Feng Ling's face.

She seemed to be a little dazed, but because of the ringing of the phone, her eyes instantly regained clarity, and she quickly pressed her hands on his shoulders, quickly stepped back and stood up.

Li Nanheng let out a long breath, his handsome face was extremely dark at the moment, he went directly to pick up the phone and said in a low voice, "Say."

The staff of the resort on the other side of the phone heard the unkindness in his tone, froze for a moment, and immediately said cautiously: "Mr. Li, the food and red wine you ordered in your room are ready, should I send them over now or come out to restaurant?"

Hearing the word red wine, the displeasure in Li Nanheng's eyes lessened a bit: "Bring it here."

"Okay, I'll send it right away, sorry to bother you, Mr. Li." The other party hung up the phone carefully after finishing speaking.

Li Nanheng hung up the phone at the same time, let out a sigh of relief, looked down at a place where he was still arrogant, and at the same time turned his head to look behind him, only to see Feng Ling took off his clothes as if nothing had happened Over there, pick up the ironing machine, turn on the switch, lower your head and continue ironing.

Didn't run away?

Li Nanheng raised his eyebrows, hid the slightly surprised look in his eyes, withdrew his gaze, turned around and went back to the bathroom, and simply washed his face with cold water and came out.

A few minutes later, someone knocked on the door, and Yu Zheng came over with the food delivery staff. The food carts pushed by the staff were prepared with dishes that both Li Nanheng and Feng Ling liked to eat, which suited their tastes at the same time. , There are two bottles of red wine from the 1990s on it. If you want to have a longer vintage, there are more wines from the 1990s. You need to order specially from the 1980s, which is not bad.

Li Nanheng nodded, indicating that they can go out.

The staff and Yu Zheng didn't dare to turn their eyes over to Feng Ling's body over there, they all retreated silently with their eyes on their noses, their noses, their noses, their noses, their noses, and their hearts.

Li Nanheng glanced at the dining car again: "After all, we are people who have lived together for too many years, so we know each other's tastes so well, and there are only you and me."

Feng Ling just turned off the switch of the ironing machine, picked up the ironed clothes, heard his words, raised his eyes to look over there, saw the food on the dining car, and understood that he was say what.

"Didn't you say we want to eat together? There must be something that both you and I can eat." She didn't shy away from this topic, and instead hung up the clothes again: "It's finished, when you wear it next time Try it, wear it if you can continue to wear it, and dispose of it yourself if you can’t wear it.”

"You ironed it yourself, you have to wear it if you can." The man pushed the dining cart to the edge of the dining table, and put the food inside on the table one by one.

Feng Ling also went to help, and after putting everything away, Li Nanheng opened a bottle of red wine directly and happily. In order not to let Feng Ling realize that he wanted to get him drunk, he just poured her a small glass at first and said : "Try it, how does it taste?"

Seeing that the red wine was only at the bottom of a glass, Feng Ling picked it up and drank it. After tasting it, he said, "It's delicious."

"Really?" Li Nanheng poured himself a cup, tasted it, it was really good, and then asked her: "Would you like it?"

Feng Ling glanced at him: "You ordered two bottles and asked if I wanted more?"

The man smiled, but what he was laughing at was that this girl would never escape his tricks, so he directly poured her another half a glass, and at the same time carefully "advised": "Drink slowly, don't drink too fast."

Feng Ling didn't say a word, just sat down and picked up the tableware, and ate without saying much, as if he was about to leave after eating.

Li Nanheng didn't say much. The whole dinner was very peaceful. The dishes tasted good, and they both liked the taste. Li Nanheng drank a lot of wine first, and Feng Ling saw that he was still not drunk. It looks like, with his drinking capacity, it is indeed not easy to get drunk with this level of alcohol,

But her drinking capacity is...

But the wine was really good.

Probably because although the capacity for alcohol is not good, the more I want to control myself not to drink, the more I can't control myself when I encounter this kind of delicious red wine.

Li Nanheng knew that Feng Ling was not good at drinking but would slander him, so he never urged her to drink. He just sat there alone and drank slowly. During this time, Feng Ling also took it and poured her two glasses, After that, she seemed to be controlling herself, and she didn't touch it again for a long time, but seeing that Li Nanheng had drank most of the wine, she couldn't help but poured another glass, and drank it slowly, like a woman who knew that she couldn't eat too much sugar. But he wanted to eat very much, and was afraid that eating too much would be bad, so he could only eat in small bites. The cuteness made Li Nanheng feel anxious.

It wasn't until Feng Ling drank almost half of the two bottles of wine that she realized that she seemed to have drunk a lot, and the bottle of red wine was not small, and there was a lot of capacity in it.

She immediately put down the wine glass, not daring to touch it again, and turned to drink the soup.

Li Nanheng sat quietly opposite her, eating and drinking well, just watching her quietly all the time.

Feng Ling's face didn't know whether it was from drinking or the soup was too hot. After a while, his face turned red obviously. He suddenly put down the tableware, stood up and said, "I'm done eating, I'm going back."

Li Nanheng still sat in the same position, arms folded and quietly watched her turn and walk out. The walking direction was very accurate, directly towards the door, and her steps were very steady, but the video was a bit straight.

The man raised his eyebrows: "Feng Ling."

"Yeah." Feng Ling didn't turn his head, and didn't stop in his footsteps, he was almost at the door.

"How old are you?" the man asked suddenly.

Feng Ling was about to leave, but was suddenly stopped by his question, and immediately stopped in her tracks, as if she was very serious about remembering how old she was.

Seeing that she showed her standard drunkenness again, the arc of Li Nanheng's mouth deepened, he stood up, walked over slowly, just stood behind her, looked down at her thinking hard there, and then looked at her again. Her clear eyes looked straight at the wall.

"Twenty..." Feng Ling thought about it seriously for a long time: "Twenty-three or twenty-four..."

"Well, it will be my twenty-fourth birthday soon." The man said softly, "So don't be cold on me anymore, let's spend the rest of your life together, do you think it's okay?"

Feng Ling stood there for a long time, put down his hands but didn't speak.

Li Nanheng raised his eyebrows, and looked at her again, only to see that the little woman suddenly turned around with an unhappy expression on her face. Li Nanheng raised her eyebrows because of her unconscious but bright eyes: "Why?"

"I didn't chill you."