As soon as he parked his car in the parking lot downstairs of the hotel, Feng Ling suddenly heard the sound of a car whizzing by. As he got out of the car, he turned around and saw Li Nanheng's car entering the parking lot at this time and stopped. Diagonally opposite her.
Did he just come back
"Are you so late today?" Feng Ling walked over and asked.
Li Nanheng had seen her car when she drove in just now. He originally wanted to sit in the car for a while, but when he heard her voice, he knew that he couldn't hide it anymore, so he directly lowered the window and looked at her dark eyes. Looking at the little woman wearing a red scarf standing outside the car.
He suddenly smiled: "This scarf is good, is it warm?"
"Yes." Feng Ling responded softly. She was actually a little embarrassed, but she had to admit that it was indeed very warm. Moreover, today Ji Nuan kept praising her for wearing a red scarf, and the black and red combination was also very beautiful.
She didn't pay much attention to the hoarseness in the man's voice when he spoke. Li Nanheng always wanted to kiss her when he was in front of her, and he often had this hoarse voice when he held her. As sharp as she was, she didn't notice anything strange about him for a moment.
"Aren't you going to get out of the car?" Seeing that he had been sitting in the car, Feng Ling asked.
"You go up and rest first, I'll make a call before I go up." Li Nanheng said while smiling at her.
Feng Ling saw that he seemed to be a little slow when he was about to take the mobile phone from his pocket. Although he didn't notice anything strange about him, he still asked instinctively: "Are you feeling unwell?"
Li Nanheng paused and turned to look at her through the open window: "No."
"It's very cold in the underground garage. If you need to go back to your room to make any calls, if it's not convenient for me to listen, I'll go back to the bedroom to wash up. Since we've seen each other here, we have to go back separately. Is that necessary?" Feng Ling said. Bian stood outside the car door waiting for her to get off.
She usually avoided him, and even after they reconciled, it was often him who took the initiative, but it was rare that she would specifically insist on something.
Now she insists on going up with him. Normally, Li Nanheng would indeed be in a good mood, because she is changing bit by bit, becoming more emotionally relaxed and happy bit by bit.
But now, facing this little woman wearing a red scarf who made her little face fairer and more attractive, Li Nanheng only felt it was a kind of torture.
About half a minute later, Li Nanheng got out of the car.
When he got out of the car, he was invigorated by the cold air outside the car. However, he still stood beside Feng Ling after closing the car door. He did not step forward and hold him domineeringly in his arms like usual. Li, keeping about half a meter away from her, said: "Let's go."
Feng Ling glanced at him, turned around and walked towards the elevator in the underground garage.
After entering the elevator, Feng Ling took out the room card from his bag and said, "Are you sure you're not sick?"
"Yeah." The man responded lightly.
In the small elevator space, what was reflected in the elevator door mirror was Feng Ling's movements when he lowered his head and rummaged through his bag. Looking at the little woman's soft hair and rare expression that was not so cold and even slightly gentle, Li Nanheng felt that he had been drinking. The effect of that sip of wine may not have been too great just now, but now it is becoming more and more serious...
Only now did Feng Ling realize that something was really different about him. Normally, he would have been close to her. He wished he could kiss and hug her in the elevator. Even if he didn't kiss or hug her, he would never follow her. She keeps this distance.
Originally, there was not much space in the elevator. She was standing near the door, but now he was standing behind, with no intention of getting closer.
Until the elevator dinged and opened, Feng Ling walked out. When she opened the door, she turned back to look at him, but the man still stood behind without saying anything. She walked in, took off her shoes and looked at him again: "Li Nanheng."
The man walked in, took off his coat, and threw it aside, turning back because she called him.
Seeing that his expression and state didn't look strange, she said, "Didn't you say you wanted to make a phone call? I'll go back to the bedroom to wash up and change dressing. You can do whatever you need to do."
"Okay, be careful not to touch the wound with water." The man explained.
There's really nothing out of the ordinary.
Could it be that because she wore a red scarf today, her mood turned red, and she became like other women who would speculate on excessive psychological plots based on slight changes in a man's mood
It shouldn't be...
There is no difference, but there is always something indescribably wrong.
Seeing the man go to the study with his mobile phone, Feng Ling turned around and went directly back to the bedroom.
After I took a shower and changed my medicine, about forty minutes passed. During this period, I didn't hear any movement outside.
Feng Ling sat quietly in the room for a while, glanced at the text message Ji Nuan had sent her after returning home, and replied to one, saying they were safe and then put the phone aside.
After sitting for a while, Feng Ling stood up and walked out of the bedroom. He saw that the door to the study was closed tightly, and the door to the bedroom was still half open, which meant that he had not come out since entering the study until now.
He probably wasn't feeling well, but he met someone outside today that made him unhappy, in a bad mood, or something like that
After all, she is still a girlfriend, and it doesn't seem like she has been ignoring her all this time.
Feng Ling thought for a while, then went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and rummaged around for a long time. He thought that Li Nanheng had a faint smell of alcohol just now. He wondered if there was some drinking party in the evening, or if he only drank wine and didn't eat anything. , she herself is not very good at cooking, but she can still do some simple things.
So I simply made a bowl of very simple green onion and egg soup. This kind of food is not greasy and warms the stomach, so it is suitable for eating at this time in the evening.
After it was done, Feng Ling walked to the study door with the soup in his hand, raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door.
The person at the door didn't respond. She counted the time. Li Nanheng had been in for so long, and he should have finished making the phone calls. There was no sound now. Could it be that he fell asleep
Feng Ling tried turning the doorknob, and the study door opened instantly. She carried the soup and walked straight in. However, the moment she entered, she saw the man in the study...
The scene in front of her shocked Feng Ling. The soup in her hand suddenly fell to the ground, and the hot soup spilled all over the ground. Her eyes panicked, and she didn't dare to meet the man's eyes, which were so dark that they seemed dangerous. She hurriedly stepped back, looking towards him. He stepped back from the door and said, "I didn't see anything. You continue..."
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(Happy New Year, my dears~ I am not very satisfied with the 80,000-word explosion in two days! Ahem, Boss Li had to take matters into his own hands because the medicine was too strong. Hahaha, he was hit by Feng Xiaoling. Originally, he was considering not to touch her because she was still injured, but now that he has been bumped into, the question arises, should he continue to let her go~~? Hey, the update is complete, please vote for me. !!!)