Seeing that he ignored the warning in her eyes, Feng Ling said in a muffled voice, "I'm not thirsty."
"That's right, I'm thirsty." The man took the coffee cup in front of her and drank it without anyone noticing.
Feng Ling: "..."
She secretly stepped on him directly under the table, and then stared at him secretly.
Li Nanheng put down the coffee cup, as if he didn't feel the pressure on his feet as she stepped hard on them. He only looked at Mrs. Feng, who was sitting opposite, with a smile in her eyes, and said, "Are the two elders of the Feng family in good health recently?"
"They are all very good, but what happened some time ago really caused trouble for you, Nan Heng. It was Mingzhu who was not sensible. Her father and I were not at home at the time. Otherwise, I would have apologized to the four elders of the Li family in person. ." Qin Qiu thought of what happened when Feng Mingzhu provoked Li Nanheng a while ago. That incident caused several riots in the Feng family. It was all because Feng Mingzhu couldn't bear it. She cried, made trouble and struggled to survive at home, and the whole family was in chaos. It's so heart-breaking.
It has finally calmed down recently. Feng Mingzhu was dragged to Italy by Mrs. Cen's daughter to travel and relax. The Feng family finally became quieter and could breathe a little.
"It's over." Li Nanheng said nothing about that matter.
Seeing that he didn't want to mention it, Mrs. Feng certainly wouldn't mention it again. After all, it was indeed Feng Mingzhu's big mistake. Her daughter was the one who did the drugging. Who would want to mention this kind of thing again? .
Feng Fu's eyes glanced at Feng Ling again, especially if Feng Ling was really her daughter, then this was not the only wrong thing Feng Mingzhu had ever done.
Feng Ling didn't understand the confusion between Mrs. Feng and Li Nanheng. She only heard that it seemed to be related to Feng Mingzhu, but seeing that they didn't seem to continue to mention it, she didn't ask, and just looked at Li Nanheng again. At a glance, he continued to pick up the coffee cup and put it to his lips.
"If you want to drink, just order another drink." Feng Ling stared at him holding her cup. Although she didn't drink just now, Mrs. Feng was watching.
"Isn't what's yours mine? If you don't drink it, do you have to wait for it to cool down?" The man raised his eyebrows lightly.
Feng Ling: "..."
Mrs. Feng suddenly smiled and said, "The way you young people fall in love is indeed different from the people of our generation. When I look at you two, I think it's very sweet."
Feng Ling then turned to look at Mrs. Feng and saw that she was really smiling and obviously didn't mind that Li Nanheng had an affair with a woman other than Feng Mingzhu.
So Li Nanheng and Feng Mingzhu really have nothing to do with each other.
Then the young lady from the Feng family he married...
Feng Ling's mind suddenly became confused. When Li Nanheng continued to talk to Mrs. Feng, he directly picked up the fork and lowered his head to continue eating the blueberry cake. While eating, he was thinking about everything before and after. After sorting it out for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out. This is wrong. , even if she is really Mrs. Feng's daughter, everyone should have thought that she was gone before, so how could there be news of marriage? Who is Li Nanheng married to? Marry a ghost
She couldn't figure it out no matter how hard she thought about it, so she stopped thinking about it. Just as she was taking another bite of cake, a hand placed under the table was suddenly grabbed by someone underneath.
Her movements froze, and she suddenly turned her eyes to look at the man next to her who was speaking politely to Mrs. Feng, but who was holding her hand tightly under the table.
When they were chatting about the affairs between the second elder of the Feng family and the elder of the Li family, from family friendship to various greetings on the scene, Feng Ling didn't pay much attention to it. She really couldn't listen carefully, her mind was completely occupied by the people under the table. Only an irregular hand attracted him.
The man just held her hand at first. After a while, he clasped her hand behind her back and forced it onto his leg. He asked her to put her hand on his thigh on the table. , she wanted to pull away, but he didn't let go. It was just that there was such a table across the table. The man's face on the top looked like a well-dressed man chatting and laughing like a junior talking politely to the wife of a family friend, but underneath it was a beast. He placed her on the back of his thigh and pulled her towards the position between his legs little by little...
Although she hadn't touched her yet, Feng Ling tried her best to control her hand so as not to be pulled away, but just by touching his thigh, she was already about to be burned on the spot!
The night in Cambodia suddenly came to mind. When she woke up that day, her hand...
Could it be...
She was drunk at the time and couldn't remember anything. Did he...
Feng Ling suddenly looked directly at his face. Li Nanheng originally wanted to continue teasing her, but he saw a fierce light flashing in her eyes and suddenly let go of her hand. The moment he was about to evacuate, he suddenly regretted it and grabbed her hand again, but this time it was no longer so excessive. He just placed her hand on his lap safely and covered the back of her hand. He held it lightly and didn't let go.
It's not that Qin Qiu couldn't see the ambiguity between the two of them. It was obviously the way two young people should be when they were in love. He didn't feel embarrassed at all. He just smiled and didn't disturb them too much. He sat there quietly and felt After taking a sip of coffee, he said: "Nan Heng, do you know enough about Feng Ling?"
"A lot." The man said decisively, and held Feng Ling's hand tighter, preventing her from taking it out.
"Do you think..." Mrs. Feng looked directly into his eyes and said in a slightly serious tone that only he could understand: "Is it appropriate for you to be with her?"
"Very suitable." Li Nanheng met Mrs. Feng's probing gaze and smiled lightly: "No one is more suitable than her."
What are these two people trying to do
Feng Ling was struggling hard with the hand under the table. He raised his eyes and looked at Mrs. Feng again. He saw that she suddenly smiled again, as if some accurate answer had settled in Mrs. Feng's heart.
Mrs. Feng smiled and picked up the coffee cup again, but did not drink it. Then she put it down again. Looking at Feng Ling in front of her, she seemed to have a lot to say, but she felt that this occasion was wrong and everything was wrong, so she could only endure it. , he picked it up and put it down over and over again. After picking it up and putting it down a few times, he suddenly said: "The Feng family and the Li family have been friends for so many years. We can't have a quarrel because of the Pearl. Since we are so destined... I don't think it's better for you. When will you take Feng Ling to the Feng family as a guest?"
"It depends on what she means." Li Nanheng tilted his head and pointed at Feng Ling with his chin.
"What do I mean?" Feng Ling had only half-understanding of the two of them beating him. He just thought about what this man had done with his hand one night, so he tried to pull it out. But he didn't let go, and she couldn't bear it and whispered: "Hurry up and let go."
"Don't let go."