Seeing the man approaching, Feng Ling stopped talking, but the head coach's words still shocked her slightly.
For more than a year, the head coach has taken care of her like an elder, and he seems to be thirty-one or twelve years old. She has always regarded him as a mentor and helpful friend, and never thought that he would have other thoughts about her.
How can a woman like her, who doesn't even have a hint of femininity, be worthy of being liked by men? Just rely on her fists...
The head coach noticed the slightly cold gaze on his back. He paused and suddenly turned his eyes to look at the tall man approaching behind him.
Li Nanheng put one hand in his trouser pocket, holding a box of antipyretics that he had just bought from the pharmacy next to the martial arts gym. He looked at him with clear eyes, staring directly into his eyes: "I feel a sense of crisis. It means you are a smart person.”
"Head coach, you go and do your business first." Feng Ling didn't want the old stories between him and Li Nanheng to affect other people, and he didn't want those things to be heard by others.
The head coach stood in front of the door and did not move. Instead, he stood straight and looked at Li Nanheng. At the same time, when Li Nanheng was about to walk in the door, he suddenly raised his hand and blocked the man's steps with one arm.
Li Nanheng said nothing, only glanced at the arm in front of him, then raised a stern eyebrow at him, said nothing, and even smiled suddenly, but the smile did not reach his eyes, and the smile made even just sitting there Feng Ling, who was behind the desk not far away, could vaguely sense a cold sense of danger.
"A-Ling is from our martial arts gym. No matter what relationship you have with her, if she doesn't want to see you and doesn't intend to have anything to do with you, everyone here has the responsibility and obligation to treat her Keep your back, sir, I see that A-Ling obviously doesn't want to see you." The head coach looked at the man who was taller than him, a man who has practiced martial arts all year round, without any fear, with a firm look in his eyes.
"Which of your eyes saw that she didn't want to see me?" Li Nanheng was indifferent.
Feng Ling originally wanted to reply, "I really don't want to see you," but at the same time, he felt that once he said this, the head coach would be angry, so he didn't say anything and just stood up and walked over.
As soon as she walked to the door, the head coach suddenly turned sideways and stood directly in front of her. He said as if he was protecting her behind him: "It's okay, I'm here."
Feng Ling looked across the tall man in front of him at another tall man. When he met Li Nanheng's cold eyes, he suddenly glanced at the medicine in his hand.
Li Nanheng didn't say much, just looked at her and handed the medicine box to her: "Take the medicine first."
The head coach didn't speak at the moment, looked at him, and then looked back at Feng Ling.
"My fever is no longer serious." Feng Ling said quietly: "There is no need to take medicine. I have been drinking as much water as possible, so the problem will not be serious. Thank you Mr. Li for your concern, but your concern is really misplaced. Now that you have a place, what you should care about is your wife, not me."
Hearing such a sentence, the head coach was not sure about Li Nanheng's identity at first. When he heard this, his eyes changed instantly, and he suddenly looked at the man in front of him coldly: "Married?"
Li Nanheng completely ignored the obstructive person in front of him and just looked at Feng Ling indifferently: "I want you to take medicine. Do you want to remind yourself or someone by mentioning this?"
Feng Ling didn't want to say more to him, so he simply took the medicine and said at the same time: "Head coach, you go and do your work first. I'll talk to him alone. Thank you."
The head coach was unhappy because this man was married, but after hearing Feng Ling's cold and polite voice, he hesitated and simply gave Li Nanheng a warning look. Regardless of whether Li Nanheng ignored his look or not, he whispered Said: "I'm in the office next door, call me anytime if you need anything."
Feng Ling remained silent until the head coach left, then she raised her hand and faced Li Nanheng: "Bring the key."
Li Nanheng's stern eyebrows moved. Because the man who was in the way was gone, the coldness in his eyes dissipated a lot. He just looked at her in front of the door: "What key?"
"Li Nanheng, don't be mean to me. Did you come into my house again when I was sleeping in the early morning? When you took out the key last night, did you just copy and reset the key?" Feng Ling Looking at him coldly: "Give me the key."
Unexpectedly, although the little woman did not have much life experience, she was obviously not as easy to fool as before. After all, she had lived outside for two years. These two years were two years that he could not fully control and belonged only to her. of two years.
Li Nanheng smiled: "But I copied more than one. Can you be sure that if I give you a key now, I won't have a second backup in my hand?"
Feng Ling: "... Then give me both."
"What if I directly copied ten keys yesterday?"
“…”
"or more?"
"Li Nanheng, what do you want?" Feng Ling suddenly put down his hand, his eyes impatient: "It won't do you any good to be entangled like this."
"You were sick and had a fever in the early hours of the morning. I went to take care of you. Is this an entanglement? Even though I knew you were seriously ill, you still ran out to work and I told you to go back. Is this an entanglement? Huh?" The man walked over and said, Standing directly in front of her, he looked at her condescendingly: "Caring about you is pestering, so what is that thing just now? Who is the so-called student who gave you ginger soup? I don't allow you to go to work sick, this is pestering ?”
Feng Ling didn't want to argue with him, so he just frowned and said: "I have to work in the afternoon, and I don't have the energy to talk to you here. I'm warning you to send me the keys before I go home tonight, and don't come in casually again." My door."
After saying that, Feng Ling took the medicine and turned around without looking at him again. Yun walked back to his desk and said again before sitting down: "The martial arts hall is my working area. Please ask Mr. Li not to do it in the future." Come again."
Li Nanheng stood there without moving. Feng Ling sat behind the table and looked up at him: "Still not leaving?"
Li Nanheng was silent for a moment, walked in, pulled out a chair in front of the table and sat down.
Feng Ling saw that he didn't speak, but just sat here, looking at him inexplicably.
"Watch you take your medicine." The man glanced at the water glass in front of her.
Feng Ling was silent for a moment, then opened the medicine box impatiently, took out two pills and was about to swallow them when the man's voice came again: "Don't you know how to check the dosage before taking medicine? Just take one pill. That's enough." "
Feng Ling paused for a moment and did not look at the man. He only looked down at the instructions written on the medicine box. It was indeed as he said, only take one pill at a time. Excessive dosage is not good for the body.
She pursed her lips and put a pill into her mouth, picked up the water, drank two sips, and put it down.
"Okay, can you go?" She looked at Li Nanheng.