There were too many people coming and going, and they were walking fast, which brought up a gust of wind. The man's hair moved slightly, like the trees swaying silently in the dark night, or like the cold snow falling when the mountain on Rogers Pass was turbulent, which made people feel incomprehensible. Then he was excited for a moment.
"It's better if you don't grow it out. I'm used to having short hair. If you grow your hair out someday, I'm afraid I won't even know where to put my hands."
There is ambiguity in what this man said.
Did he mean that he didn't know where to put his hands on his body, or that he didn't know where to put his hands on hers
There were too many rice noodles in this pot. Li Nanheng was really not very interested in the kind of food that girls like to eat. After eating some with her, he got up and went out to buy things.
Feng Ling focused on drinking the soup and ignored him.
After a while, Li Nanheng came back directly carrying something.
She raised her eyes and looked at him: "What did you buy?"
He didn't say anything, just threw the bag to her: "We'll see when we get back."
Feng Ling saw that the bag contained a rectangular box and didn't know what it was, but seeing the man's tired appearance, it seemed that he bought it on purpose.
What will it be
However, when the man came back, he saw that she hadn't finished eating yet. It was probably because it was too cold outside. He brought a clean bowl and sat opposite her, slowly eating rice noodles and drinking soup. From time to time, he picked up a handful in the air. He was wandering around and seemed to be in a pretty good mood.
Feng Ling asked him: "How long will you stay in T city this time? You don't have to go back to the United States?"
Li Nanheng replied: "You are surrounded by so many people. How can I get back?"
Feng Ling bit off the rice noodles at his mouth: "How many days will it take to deal with these people?"
"Within two days."
It takes one day to mobilize people and one day to solve the problem. With Li Nanheng's always vigorous and resolute handling style, it can indeed be solved in two days.
…
After the meal, Feng Ling had eaten too much and really didn't want to take the car back, so Li Nanheng accompanied her on foot in T City at night in early winter.
When passing downstairs of the hotel, Feng Ling hesitated for a moment. Li Nanheng seemed to know what she was thinking. On the way back, she felt a little hot because she had eaten rice noodles, so he didn't hug her again. However, at this moment, he suddenly stretched out his arms and directly He held her in his arms and walked into the hotel's main entrance with her in his arms. As he walked, he said: "At this time, whether you go to Ji Nuan's place or Wen Leqing's place, you are setting others on fire. The only way you can The only person in trouble is me, and the only one who can help you deal with those people is me. Why are you so ignorant? Don’t you know that your first priority now is to hold my thigh tightly? "
Feng Ling: "..."
She glanced down at his thigh meaningfully.
Being swept away by the woman's meaningful gaze, although she was only looking at the legs, Li Nanheng found that he was shamefully erect. He looked at her: "What are you looking at?"
"Boss Li, I'm looking at where there is room on your legs for me to hug you. There are so many people wanting to hug your thighs that I'm afraid I won't be able to hug you even if my head is squeezed." Feng Ling said as he walked towards the elevator. , and at the same time withdraw from his arms.
But the man hugged her tightly with his backhand, lowered his head and pressed it against her forehead and said in a mute voice: "It depends on whether you want to hug me or not. As long as you want to hug me, you can get rid of all the pendants on my legs, leaving only you. Hug me alone, huh?"
“…”
What about his wife
Where is the little wife you are talking about
Feng Ling ignored him and entered the elevator.
I had just eaten a lot outside, and I thought the time spent going back and forth didn't take long, but it was already past seven o'clock when I came back.
We agreed to change the dressing at eight o'clock.
Feng Ling went to the bathroom and gave herself a brief scrub. She couldn't do it, so she had to wipe it. Li Nanheng came in with a smile several times and asked to help her wash, but Feng Ling drove her out expressionlessly. Outside the bedroom door, it was locked inside.
Although he knew that if he wanted to open the lock, he could easily open it.
But the premise is that Li Nanheng can afford the price of Feng Ling being really offended.
It's impossible for Li Nanheng to not know what the bottom line of this little woman who might explode at any time is. As long as her bottom line is not touched, it's okay to mess with her now. But the door has been locked, and this door can be broken. Open, otherwise this girl may really cut off contact in a rage, and Nine Cows may not be able to get her back.
Although the net has been cast, we must take our time.
After scrubbing, Feng Ling came out and changed her clothes. When she walked out of the bedroom, she saw that Li Nanheng had prepared the medicine he had bought for her.
She walked over, avoiding the injuries on her body, and slowly sat on the sofa.
The man looked at the wounds on her exposed arms and legs, as well as her face and neck. The swelling had subsided where it should have, but the scars were still there.
He took another look at the bruises on her neck. They were not very obvious in the afternoon, but they were particularly obvious now that they had just been scrubbed with hot water.
"You were pinched by those bastards?" The man looked down at her while applying medicine on his hands.
Feng Ling saw him staring at her neck, raised her hand and touched the marks on her neck: "Yeah."
Li Nanheng's eyes were a little colder, and there was clearly murderous intent passing through his eyes, but that murderous intent was definitely not directed at her. He lifted her chin up and directly put his medicine-coated hand on her neck. On the top, he slowly applied the ointment on the area with traces. The ointment was slightly refreshing and comfortable. Feng Ling felt embarrassed when he saw the man's lowered body and face so close when he lowered his head to apply the ointment. , simply closed his eyes and let him apply it.
However, she herself didn't know that the hair of the girl who had just taken a bath was still a little wet, and there were red marks on her face and body that seemed to have been violently caused by someone. Her fair skin was even more obvious because of the moisture from the bath. She was fair and transparent, with her head slightly raised and her eyes closed in front of the man, as if she was waiting for someone to kiss her hard.
Li Nanheng suppressed the fire in his heart, looked at the bruises on her neck, and looked at her face while applying it.
Being so close, you can see clearly.
The light and shadow under the light spread all over the floor and fell on her face.
The girl's face is white and clean, so delicate that no pores can be seen. With her eyes closed, her eyelashes flutter like butterfly wings.
He looked at her slightly pale lips, and inexplicably thought of the white frost flowers on the wall of Rogers Mountain that seemed not to be cold. That kind of frost flowers would only grow in bitter cold places, but would grow in places with a little warmth. If it rots, it will not survive even if it is moved to a home and carefully cared for.
That kind of frost flower is the only solace for people in the bitter cold. It is clean and transparent, but it grows on the cliff. People with no skills can't even touch it, let alone want to pick it off and take a look.