Chapter 896: There Are Wind Chimes in the South, and Hengmu in the North (One Hundred and Fifty-Nine)

Compared to the tent here that was extraordinarily lively after Li Nanheng woke up, the tent next door was relatively quiet.

There was only the occasional crackling sound from the stove on the ground. After entering, Li Nanheng went straight to the pile of beds, the only one with a person lying on it.

The bed was bulging, and Feng Ling lay motionless in it, even the quilt was still covering his head.

Sanpang said yesterday that Feng Ling has been feeling unwell for the past few days, but she doesn't know what's the matter. When she sleeps, she always covers her head with a quilt, doesn't speak, and refuses to let others see her face. I thought she had chilblains and refused to see people, but when they wiped Feng Ling's face that day, they didn't see any chilblains or anything like that. She was white and clean like usual, but she had been covered with a quilt. Feng Ling usually has such a taciturn temper, and he may not like to talk when he is not feeling well, otherwise everyone will think that Feng Ling is going to be isolated from the world.

The man looked down at the simple bed in front of him. Feng Ling never lived with other people. When he was sick these days, she slept on Da Bin's bed for a few days.

"Feng Ling." He called her.

The person on the bed didn't move, as if he didn't hear him under the quilt.

Li Nanheng's eyes turned cold, and he lifted his foot and kicked the bedside twice.

The person on the bed remained motionless.

Li Nanheng simply reached out to pull the quilt off her body, but found that the person inside was not sleeping, but was holding the quilt tightly inside and refused to let go.

The man narrowed his eyes coldly: "What are you doing? Why are you going crazy hiding under the blanket? Come out!"

The people in the quilt still couldn't come out, and even those inside were gripping even tighter.

With a cold face, Li Nanheng directly exerted force, and at the same time he tore the quilt away, Feng Ling, who had been lying on the bed for three days, grabbed the pillow and slammed it down on his face.

Li Nanheng didn't check for a while, and of course he didn't expect that she would suddenly hit the pillow. It didn't hurt when she was hit by the pillow, but the man's eyes instantly looked at her full of hostility. The pillow was in front of him. It fell, directly to the ground.

The beds in this tent are all next to each other, like a Datong bunk, Feng Ling rolled from one bed to another, but next to San Pang's quilt, San Pang usually doesn't take a bath, she still doesn't want to set it up The quilt came to cover him, and he simply rolled all the way to a place three or four beds away, sat up and was about to get out of bed, without even looking at him.

Li Nanheng stood on the spot and watched all her movements and the expressions on her side face,

Slightly narrowing his eyes: "What are you doing?"

"When I woke up, I just kept it in the tent. What are you doing here and tormenting me?" Feng Ling put on his shoes, stood up and wanted to go out, but reason reminded her that she couldn't do this. Overcoming his impulse, she looked directly at him in a blink of an eye.

For three whole days, she lay here for three whole days, and finally gradually eased from body to heart, and the pain was not so sore, but her first time fell into the hands of this bastard after all, and she was so painful that even this During the two days of sleeping and having nightmares, it was the scene when he entered and exited fiercely on her body!

"They said that you stayed up for several days to take care of me, and you fell ill. I just woke up last night, and I came to have a look this morning when I had the strength to get out of bed." The man looked at her with an angry face, and left In the past, just as he was about to pull her hand over, Feng Ling quickly avoided it without a trace.

Seeing her suddenly rejecting him thousands of miles away, Li Nanheng walked up to her, looked down at Feng Ling with cold eyes: "What's the matter with you? You lost your temper like a woman." ? Lost your temper without warning? Where did I provoke you again, huh?"

Feng Ling's expression froze, and he suddenly raised his eyes to look at him.

It's true that the man has just recovered from a serious illness, his handsome and indifferent face looks a little thinner, and his face is also a little pale, standing in front of her like this, staring at her face, as if he wants to see through her directly.

Feng Ling's heart skipped a beat.

Before she could speak, Li Nanheng narrowed his eyes coldly: "Because I fell into a hole in the ice that day and scared you?"

Feng Ling was silent for a moment: "No."

"Then what face do you put on me?"

Feng Ling's fists were clenched on both sides of his body.

He doesn't remember.

he does not know.

He didn't even remember anything.

For a moment, she didn't know whether she should be grateful or angry. Fortunately, her secret can still be kept, and she can continue to live in the XI base. She doesn't have to be separated from these brothers, and she doesn't have to be kicked out.

And what was angry was that this man didn't remember anything after he did that to her!

Feng Ling's heart had never been so complicated before. She tightly clenched her fingers, and when Li Nanheng noticed her abnormal expression and obviously had something on her mind, she bowed her head to look at her, and she was about to take a step back. However, the man took the first step and directly held her chin.

As soon as he was touched by his fingers, Feng Ling's mind suddenly remembered the flames that the man's hand had ignited on her body that night...

She trembled all over suddenly, and wanted to back away, but the man held her chin and looked into her eyes like this: "Speak up if you have something to say, don't hold back."

She immediately turned her head away, then raised her hand and slapped his hand down: "No, it's just that I'm not feeling well, and I don't want to deal with too many people and things. Since the boss is recovering from a serious illness, he will go back to rest. Come and see me, I'm fine."

"People are haggard and virtuous, and those who don't know think that you are the inhuman person who has been tortured with a high fever for six or seven days." Li Nanheng said coldly.

Feng Ling's heart is cold, who on earth tortured me to such an extent that I don't look like a human being?

She didn't explain, and only asked after a while: "Don't you remember the thing that San Fatty gave you wine that night?"

Li Nanheng looked at her: "I don't remember, I was burnt in a daze, and I was fed wine again. You think I am a Daluo god and can stay awake at all times? If I didn't hear them mention it after waking up, I probably wouldn't know myself in this life. He was almost murdered with liquor while he was sick."

Feng Ling: "..."

Seeing her expression, Li Nanheng suddenly narrowed his deep black eyes: "What happened the night I was drunk by San Fatty? Or is there some other reason? What is your expression?"

"No." Feng Ling raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were calm and puzzled, but her eyes couldn't be so calm for a while, she just looked at each other and quickly looked away.

Seeing Feng Ling with this expression and attitude all of a sudden, Li Nanheng remained calm, but he clearly sensed that something was wrong.

Did something happen that night that he didn't know about?