Feng Ling felt that this assumption was not valid. The man was very close, and she wanted to step back and put some distance between her eyes.
But she knew in her heart that if she stepped back now, it would mean that she was defeated by his words, and it would mean that she really cared about something with him...
"There are no what-ifs. I am very grateful to Miss Wen for the helping hand she gave me, so it is natural for me to open my heart to her now." Feng Ling turned away slightly to avoid being kissed by him.
But she felt that she was about to be kissed. The skin between the two people had not really touched yet, but the man's breath and hoarse voice made her feel like she had been kissed from the beginning. The illusion of feet.
"Except for the one time I failed to show up in time because I was locked up in the Li family's ancestral hall, which other time have I not shown up? Would you like to open your heart to me and give it a try?"
Feng Ling closed his eyes: "I opened it."
She closed her eyes and said in as rational a voice as possible: "Li Nanheng, I've been open."
He stood upright again.
Only then did she open her eyes and look up at him.
There was no annoyance, displeasure or annoyance on the man's face. He just put one hand in his trouser pocket and looked at her with gentle eyes: "In the relationship between people, there is a saying that has been passed down for a long time. I have always felt that it is quite hypocritical to use a hundred steps to describe a couple in love. I took 99 steps in your direction, and finally you took the most important step towards me. However, this step you only took. Halfway through, because of your distrust, your hesitation, your lack of confidence, and various reasons, you took back this step, and then went backwards countless times."
"It's not that it's impossible between us, it's just that there are too many things that can't be written in your heart."
Feng Ling's face turned a little pale, because the man suddenly and calmly analyzed all her timidity and unconfidence, because he blatantly brought all her hidden emotions to the surface, and she heard herself say something too fast. Heartbeat and breathing that feels a little lack of oxygen.
She did take a step forward, and she did open her heart to him.
But it seemed true that she only tentatively took a step forward before being frightened and took it back.
If it were anyone else, she probably wouldn't even take this step.
At this moment, the man suddenly bowed down again, this time as if he came down with something determined to let her know, and suddenly his arms were wrapped around her sides, trapping her on the bed, even if Feng Ling The man didn't fall down, but he still sat there stiffly, looking at the man close at hand.
"look into my eyes."
Feng Ling: "..." looked into his eyes.
"I don't have any other woman. I only have you from beginning to end. Give yourself more confidence and don't always run away like a mouse when the cat notices the slightest trouble."
As he spoke, the man chuckled: "I have spent all my patience on you alone. You have to give me some response, right?"
"...I don't know how to respond."
"I'll teach you." The man leaned closer again, and at the same time raised his hand and touched his face: "Kiss me."
Come again
Feng Ling: "..."
She grabbed the pillow at hand and blocked her head, then hit his face hard. As she hit it, she pressed hard on his face and didn't stop until she pushed the man away.
He didn't force her to kiss him. He just smiled and took the pillow in his hand. He looked at the short-haired little woman sitting on the bed who was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to do. He looked at her who wanted to take a step but felt a little uncomfortable. He looked like he knew how to move in the correct posture, and said with a low smile: "Wen Leqing wants to come find you?"
"Well, tomorrow."
"Tomorrow and the next two days, I will be in T City to attend some activities related to Li's domestic partners, and there will also be a banquet. Do you want to attend?"
"The banquet? Shall I attend as your bodyguard?" Feng Ling asked.
He raised his eyebrows high: "What do you think?"
“…”
Feng Ling didn't want to say anything, so he pointed to the door and said, "It's too late. I'm going to bed. Let's go out."
The man was not annoyed at all. He put one hand in his trouser pocket and looked at her sideways. It wasn't until the little woman was sitting on the bed that he was staring at her and her hair was about to explode again. Her eyes almost bulged, and then he walked out with a low smile. .
"Good night." The man turned on the main light in the bedroom, leaving only a dim wall lamp beside the bed.
"Li Nanheng."
When the door was about to close, Feng Ling suddenly called out to him.
He made a move: "Huh?"
"I am a person who grew up drinking wolf's milk. I am not feminine or reasonable at all. What is it about me that makes you like me?"
“It’s true that there’s nothing reasonable about it.”
“…”
"I don't even know why I like it."
Feng Ling: "... Oh."
Hearing the little woman's muffled voice under the quilt, Li Nanheng put one hand on the door frame and glanced at her: "Miss Feng."
"explain."
"You need me to get a knife now. You can dig out my heart and see if it's all about you, a wolf-hearted little wolf girl?"
"..." Feng Ling directly pulled up the quilt and put it on his face, and said in a low voice: "Get out, don't talk so bloody, I don't want to have nightmares."
"Good night then." The curvature of the man's mouth deepened: "Sweet dreams."
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Wen Leqing came over the next afternoon.
Because Feng Ling said he hadn't eaten yet at noon, Wen Leqing happened to be hungry too, so he took a taxi here.
She rang the doorbell several times outside the room door, then stood quietly waiting.
Suddenly I heard footsteps, and in a blink of an eye I saw Feng Ling coming back from outside, as if he had just gone shopping.
Feng Ling is only in her early twenties. The young girl's facial features are cool and elegant, but she also has unusual beauty and beauty. Her short hair that goes beyond her ears has not been blow-dried or styled since she took a shower in the morning. , docile on the top of her head, her light black hair color made her skin fairer. Feng Ling seemed to have never put on makeup, and her hair had not been dyed. Standing there, she looked like a pure person, which made her look... It feels extremely transparent and comfortable.
At this moment, Feng Ling was wearing a black turtleneck knitted sweater, a white thin coat on the outside, and a pair of flat black boots that were somewhat unisex and handsome. There were no accessories or decorations from head to toe. She didn't even have a watch on her wrist. She had an off-white handbag in her hand, which seemed to contain things she had just bought. From a distance, it seemed like they were just daily necessities.
Feng Ling's temperament has always been that of aloof and cold. She used to wear black uniforms with everyone in the base. When she was not at the base, she usually wore loose clothes with a neutral style, but even This does not cover the cold aura she exudes in her bones, which is to keep strangers away.