Chapter 891: There Are Wind Chimes in the South, and Hengmu in the North (One Hundred and Fifty-Four)

It's hard to tell whether San Pang is too confused or he is too kind in this kind of thing, but this dead fat man is definitely a typical example of usual carelessness and heartlessness.

People with a high fever should not drink alcohol even if they have a severe headache.

Feng Ling was worried that Li Nanheng would continue to burn because of being drunk, so he sat by the bed to test his temperature from time to time.

Those wine feeds have already been fed, and I can only pray that Boss Li's physical fitness can withstand the fat man's tossing with this little liquor.

After observing by the bed for a while, Feng Ling got up to pour water after making sure that Li Nanheng didn't seem to have any major problems except his breathing was a little unsteady.

Then he turned around and went to the bedside to feed Li Nanheng water, moistened his lips, got up and went to fetch a basin of water to help him wipe his body, but suddenly saw Li Nanheng's eyes slowly opened.

The man didn't drink so well because of the high fever, and looked at her with slightly drunken eyes. Seeing that he had woken up, Feng Ling leaned down in front of him in surprise and asked softly, "Boss, are you awake?"

Li Nanheng didn't speak, but in the moment after he opened his eyes again, he saw Feng Ling's approaching face, and the young man who was a little haggard from taking care of him by the bed continuously and seemed to have lost at least two catties. appearance.

"Boss?" Seeing that he woke up but didn't speak, Feng Ling looked at his eyes that didn't look sober because of a high fever or because he was drunk, and raised his hands as if afraid that he would have a headache. He lightly massaged the side of the temple a few times, and said while pressing, "Does your head hurt? Does this make you feel better?

The man still didn't speak, just looked at her from such a close distance.

Feng Ling felt that he seemed to be looking at her, and also seemed to be looking at something else through her face, as if he was in focus or out of focus.

Could it be that he finally opened his eyes after sleeping for many days, but he didn't wake up completely?

Feng Ling hesitated for a moment, and was about to throw the towel back into the basin beside him.

When she just turned around, she suddenly felt her wrist was hot, and she was held directly by the man. She didn't know where the strength came from, and just stared at her face like this, without saying a word, but suddenly pulled her away. Pulling downward, she was caught off guard for a moment, and she fell back on the bed and lay on the man's chest!

The towel in his hand fell directly to the ground because of his sudden movement, and the water basin next to her was knocked over by her legs, and the water all over the floor was directly sprinkled on the ground.

Feng Ling was startled,

Just about to get up from his arms, but in the blink of an eye, the man suddenly pushed her to turn inwards, and pressed her directly under his body. Because of the long-term high fever and alcohol, she was reddish and full of blood. It was the dark eyes that stared at her firmly. I don't know how to describe his eyes, as if the eyes of some kind of bloodthirsty wolf saw the food he wanted to eat most, with a bit of ferocity. , Persistence, domineering, and greed, added a bit of sternness.

"Boss...?" Feng Ling was about to push him away, but the man's hands directly held her two raised hands, and pressed them hard against the side of her head, his dark eyes locked on her face.

Feng Ling inexplicably sensed some kind of danger, she looked back at him, her eyebrows twitched immediately, and she was about to get up, but the man still clasped her wrists tightly and pressed her on the bed.

She struggled a bit, but found that she couldn't break free in front of a man who had a high fever for more than three days. She wanted to use more strength, but she couldn't do it too hard because she deliberately avoided his injured wrist. throw.

She raised her leg and was about to push him away by bending her knees, but before her knees could be bent, Li Nanheng had already kissed him heavily with deep eyes.

"Hmm... what are you doing... um..." Feng Ling opened his eyes wide, and the corner of his eyes instinctively looked towards the entrance of the tent because of the man's sudden kiss.

At this time, if Da Bin came back early from patrol outside and was bumped into by someone, she wouldn't be able to speak clearly at that time!

"Boss..." Feng Ling reluctantly tilted his body and used his shoulders to push him away, but the man looked at her face with dark eyes as if there was an abyss because of her twisting his shoulders and raising his chest. Then he kissed without hesitation, without saying a word or explaining, just kissing fiercely like this.

It was a really fierce kiss, unlike when he was at his residence that day, he could at least stay awake. At this moment, he was obviously not sober, because he was not sober, and Feng Ling couldn't push him away, no matter what she had Every struggling movement can be held down by him.

She suddenly regretted that she always looked for opportunities to feed him these few days. If he just starved him for three days, let's see if he would have so much strength!

His lips were almost numb, red and swollen from his fierce kiss, and Feng Ling's hands were firmly pressed on the bed by him again, she opened her mouth to bite, although the man still has the strength to restrain him physically. Strength, but the speed of reaction was obviously affected. After being bitten by her, not only did he not wake up, but his eyes were as dark as night, ignoring the bloody smell that was bitten out of his lips, and directly bowed his head Then he bit back on her lips, like a ferocious beast that was bound to devour its prey, without hesitation or mercy.

Feng Ling was sullen because of his unconscious and crazy behavior, but she couldn't push Li Nanheng away when he was rational, and now Li Nanheng, who was irrational and even smelled of alcohol, couldn't even push away a gap between his lips. When she was so painfully bitten by the man's kiss that she kept resisting to turn her head away, the man imprisoned her two hands behind her back with one hand, and directly held her chin with the other hand, kissing deeper and more firmly.

With their mouths sealed up like this, the two of them on the bed in the warm tent seemed to be a silent confrontation without gunpowder. Feng Ling glared at him, but he was even more relentless because of her gaze and constant struggle. Hesitantly, he suddenly pulled down the hand that was originally on her chin, and there was only a sound of "tearing" in the air——

The small shirt in the neckline of her thin down jacket was torn apart by the man in an instant, and the fabric was piled up in the neckline of the down jacket in a mess.

Because of his movement, the hairs all over Feng Ling's body stood on end, but no matter how hard he struggled, this man had thousands of ways to lock her hands and feet in such an unconscious state. When Shi Shi twisted her body away to avoid it, the zipper on her down jacket had been pulled down by the man.

The coolness hit her chest in an instant, and an edge of the chest cloth inside was exposed. The man's gaze dropped like this, and when he saw her white chest wrapped in the torn shirt, he narrowed his eyes for a moment.