The time has pointed to three o'clock in the afternoon.
Although they did not plan to inform the base about this matter, the base still heard some rumors from the police. Ah Feng called specifically to ask if the base needed to come forward to solve the problem. He was also concerned about Feng Ling's situation and determined that Li Nanheng The injury was not serious, and Feng Ling did not hang up the phone until he was not emotionally affected by the murder. But before hanging up, he still said that Feng Ling was always from the base, and when he encountered this If anything happens, the base can come forward at any time to help her find out the real culprit behind the scenes.
If this matter has nothing to do with Feng Mingzhu, then there is no problem in leaving it to the base.
But now even Feng Ling herself is suspicious of Feng Mingzhu. This matter is related to the Feng family, and she is related to the Feng family... In short, it is not the time yet.
Li Nanheng held up his wrist, which the doctor later came to bandage with gauze, and rested it comfortably on Feng Ling's leg again.
"When you're tired, close your eyes and sleep for a while." Feng Ling was still rubbing his head with his fingers. From time to time, he would also use his fingers to gently relax his temples and around his eyes, which would alleviate his headache a lot. .
At this moment, the hotel staff knocked on the door and brought some ingredients that Feng Ling asked them to help buy. They also prepared some cooked food from the hotel.
Feng Ling opened the door, thanked him, and took the ingredients into the small kitchen in the suite.
Although the kitchen in the hotel is not big, fortunately, the seasonings and equipment are very comprehensive. She has managed to support herself during the two years in Boston. She cannot say that she is very proficient in cooking, but she can definitely do some. .
She washed and chopped the fresh ingredients, and kept simmering herbal chicken soup in a pot nearby. She later learned this from Xiaoba in Haicheng. It tasted good at the time, so she remembered the recipe. She turned around and continued to cut some beef cubes, and fried two simple side dishes with eggs, vegetables and other ingredients. After making these things, it was not suitable for eating toast sandwiches or the like. She went to the hotel again I asked for some white rice and cooked it.
She helped Li Nanheng sit on the bed, with his injured hand on the table beside the bed and one hand on his own leg. Feng Ling stood beside the bed at the right height and filled him with rice with a spoon. Eat, as well as various soups and stir-fries, so feed him slowly one bite at a time.
But she was also hungry, so while feeding him, she would occasionally eat a few mouthfuls. Although she prepared chopsticks, sometimes she would just feed him directly into her mouth with a spoon. Two or three times, but each time she mistakenly put the spoon he used into her mouth, she was stunned for a moment. She suddenly raised her eyes and saw Li Nanheng sitting on the bed with a happy smile on his face.
In this situation, she didn't have time to be shy or something else. She thought very straightforwardly and had done it before, and it wasn't the first time. No matter how thin-skinned she was, she should have passed this transition period, so she kept her face and did it like this. He continued to feed him with an expressionless face.
But these all reminded her of the times when she was injured or hospitalized in front of him. During those times, Li Nanheng often regarded her as his priority and would often stay by her side to take care of her. In the eyes of others, this cold and unhuman man , but here it seemed that he really put his only passion and patience into use.
It's just that at that time, she was always a little numb and didn't respond. She even blindly believed that she should be a man and nothing should happen beyond her control.
But in the end, I fell to this step step by step and unconsciously.
At that time, Li Nanheng was cold by her, but now Li Nanheng was satisfied and took her over from the bed, hugged her waist and held her in his arms, and continued to let her feed him medicinal chicken soup. Feed vegetables.
"I think I see many things too simply." Feng Ling held up the bowl and let him hug her like this. While slowly feeding him soup, he said slowly and hesitantly: "I It’s too selfish.”
Her hand on the spoon tightened slightly: "Since some things exist, I may have to face them sooner or later. Even if I don't want to face them, fate doesn't seem to intend for me to live like this forever..."
What she said was so ambiguous that most people might not be able to figure out what she meant.
Li Nanheng heard it.
She was thinking about her life experience, the Feng family, and whether she should be brave enough to face things that were already close to the truth.
"But I don't think I would like those... My world is very small and I can't accept so many complicated people and things... "
Before she finished speaking, Li Nanheng suddenly pressed the person heavily into his arms. The person who was originally encircling her suddenly pressed the person heavily against his chest.
"Hey, slow down, the soup is about to spill." Feng Ling quickly steadied his hand. Seeing that the soup only flowed along the edge of the bowl and onto his hand, and had not yet spilled, Feng Ling quickly freed himself from his arms. She pulled a piece of paper from the paper drawer and wiped it on the edge of the bowl. When she turned to look at him again, she saw that Li Nanheng had no intention of telling her those things. She stared, thinking that this man had gone to bed last night. He was still torturing her in bed, she really loved and hated him at the same time, and with the Feng family's affairs lingering in his mind, he got emotional for a moment, and suddenly opened his mouth and bit his chin hard.
The man remained unmoved until she bit her hard, then he raised his uninjured hand to hold the back of her head, lowered his head and rubbed her lips back and forth, patiently and gently, and then pushed away with the tip of his tongue. Feng Ling reluctantly opened her mouth, but in the end the man gently pried it open. Then he bit her soft lips and kissed her deeper and deeper.
After the kiss ended, Feng Ling could feel the man's tenderness and compassion from the kiss, and he could also feel that he seemed to really know something, but he understood her very well, and he would never mention it if she didn't tell her.
She had been kissed so much that she couldn't help but put the bowl in her hand on the table next to her to avoid spilling it. Seeing that her hand was empty, the man held her chin and kissed her for a long time.
When Feng Ling noticed something, he lowered his head and saw that he had been sitting on his lap without knowing it. His hands were around his neck and he responded actively. Although the response was jerky, his lower body was tight because of this posture. Where they are so close to each other... the man has obviously... cough...
"How can you still be injured like this..."
She really couldn't say the words "get hard". She just said the first few words in a breathy voice, and she tried hard to make her expression not look so shy when she said it.