Chapter 929: There Are Wind Chimes in the South, and Hengmu in the North (One Hundred and Ninety-Two)

Just through her not-so-thick pants, the man pressed down like this.

Just like that, even though they were separated by their pants, they were still scalded by each other's body temperature. The girl's hand was suddenly pulled up by the man, and she subconsciously pulled her hand down to guide her to do something. But when she felt the coolness of the ointment under her palm, Li Nanheng's mind suddenly froze. She lowered her head and spread out her palm, and saw the small cut cut by the dagger. Although it was not very deep, it had just stopped. The blood didn't take long.

He really wanted to make her pay the price of lying to him for so long, to make her cry on the bed, to call out his name in her usual cold and hoarse voice, and to be beside him beg for mercy.

But now Feng Ling, who was unconscious and injured, couldn't bear any punishment from him at all.

Seeing her face getting redder, the man closed his eyes, pulled away suddenly, got up and went to the bathroom.

Under the cold water, the girl's face and body are still lingering in her mind, no matter how cold the water is poured, she can't go down.

...

Although this was a cold bath, it took too long for the heat to dissipate, maybe he didn't need some methods to express it, and he still couldn't restrain himself when he went out again.

The man closed his eyes under the shower, his mind was full of the girl's white and alluring body, the perfect muscle lines on the man's back were tense, the movements of his hands became faster and faster, his head was raised even more, and the slender neck pulled Long, the whole person suddenly has a wild beauty, recalling the gentle and enveloping feeling when he forcibly pulled her hand to touch him, and the movements of his hands became more and more unpredictable...

The water dripped from the shower head, and the muscles behind the man were tense and powerful.

I don't know how long it took, the man suddenly let out a long breath, leaned back against the cold bathroom wall, and let the water vapor spread from the shower. When the water temperature turned from cold to hot, he didn't take off his shirt. At this moment, his whole body was soaked, and he raised his hand to press the forehead hair that was washed by the water, and his pair of eyes were as deep as an abyss without Gen.

...

When Li Nanheng came out of the bathroom, it was already more than half an hour later.

The girl was still lying on the bed in disheveled clothes, unable to move, and still unable to open her eyes.

Seeing this scene, Li Nanheng almost felt that the moment of relief just now was in vain. He suddenly turned around and went to the closet to get a set of light-colored soft home clothes. Short hair, then walked back to the bedroom, stepped forward to put Feng Ling's clothes on calmly.

Li Nanheng's observation ability has always been very strong. When dealing with the matter of the chest cloth on her body, he wrapped it up again as he untied it, and the position of the last buckle was exactly the same as before. Will see the slightest flaw.

After restoring everything to the original state, the man was about to fetch a basin of cold water to help her wipe her hot and sweaty face from the medicine, but the girl's whimpering kept challenging his self-control.

Li Nanheng originally thought that he had strong self-control, especially when it came to women, and he never had any undue impulse.

But for Feng Ling.

Whether I thought she was a man, or now I know she is a woman.

Neither makes any difference.

want her.

From the moment he thought he was really bent, these three words had already been written on his face.

He never hid it, and he was so calm that he never worried about any changes.

When Feng Ling's clothes were put on again, she was still in the dire straits of being tortured by the drug. She had no idea that in such a short period of time, she had already been kissed and touched by a man. Take advantage of it.

...

cold.

Feng Ling woke up suddenly amidst bursts of coldness. When he opened his eyes, he was still in a daze. It took him a long time to regain the focus of his eyes, and he looked at the surroundings and the water in front of him in a daze.

It took a long time to reflect that I was sitting in a huge bathtub, and the water in the bathtub was cold.

She shivered in the water, and then regained full consciousness, looked around with clear eyes, and found that it was a strange bathroom.

Feng Ling frowned, and was about to get up, when out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly saw a black combat uniform worn by a man hanging beside her. Seeing that black combat uniform, she let go of her inner vigilance a little.

Whose place is this?

Is it Ah K's? Or... where is the hotel?

Feng Ling hasn't stayed in many hotels, and he can't tell the layout of the bathroom in the house or apartment or the hotel very clearly, but I feel that the decoration here is simple and stylish, and everything looks expensive. Even a tile on the ground is bright and clear, which is definitely expensive.

She frowned, and wanted to get up from the bathtub, but just as she moved, she felt so tired and weak that she couldn't lift a bit of strength, and her head hurt like it was going to explode.

Certain memories of yesterday were all flooded in her mind, she closed her eyes for a long time, and accidentally came across a bottle of shower gel or something, and dropped it on the ground.

The door of the bathroom was opened a few seconds later, and a tall and straight man walked in: "Are you awake?"

Hearing this voice, Feng Ling was stunned for a moment. Pressing the smooth gauze on his forehead with one hand, he suddenly raised his head to look at the man in home clothes in front of the door.

On weekdays, Li Nanheng either wears a battle uniform or a simple racer-shaped vest in the base, or occasionally changes into a more formal suit when he comes back from going out. This is the first time he has seen him look so easy-going, especially the clothes on his body, which are soft. It looks very comfortable, and it sets off this man who is obviously hard-tempered and sharp-edged, making him soft and meaningful.

Although Feng Ling admitted that it was actually because he was prejudiced against him, so he was not pleasing to the eye, but Li Nanheng like this is indeed rare.

She put down her hand, looked around again, and asked hoarsely, "What is this place?"

"Don't worry about what's going on, are you still feeling uncomfortable? Has the medicine gone away?" The man came over, poked his hand in the bathtub, and then raised his hand to touch her slightly cool cheek.

Feng Ling sat stiffly in the bathtub, looking at him with confused eyes, wasn't she still in the military area yesterday? And...she remembered that she lost her mind and killed someone...

The wound on her forehead is still there, which shows that it is not just a nightmare, but real.

Seeing that her body was no longer as hot as a fire, and that her face was pale from the cold, Li Nanheng didn't say much, and directly released the water in her bathtub, and at the same time unscrewed the water on the other side, released Hot water at a moderate temperature, said lightly: "If you feel uncomfortable or have a headache, tell me directly, and I will call the doctor to come and take a look."