Feng Ling found that he really had no power to resist. Even if he had the strength, as soon as he met Li Nanheng's eyes, his whole body softened a lot.
The scene where the man was covered in blood at the Goljing Farm was still vivid in her mind. Now he was finally in front of her, with all the wounds on his body healed and his eyes visible.
Her heart moved, and while the man was focusing on untying their clothes, she raised her hand and touched the corner of his eye, then slowly touched it along the corner of his eye to between his eyebrows, and then down a little bit. , stroked his eyelids.
The man didn't say anything. Just because of her action, he squeezed her hand and kissed her on the back, palm and between her fingers. The kiss was hot but gentle, and finally he bit her. With his fingertips, he said in a hoarse voice: "Fool, come to your senses, you are not dreaming."
Feng Ling suddenly came back to her senses, and when she met his gaze, the man leaned down and kissed her between her eyebrows. Without stopping, he removed all obstacles between the two of them.
Li Nanheng sighed with satisfaction.
Throughout the night, Feng Ling's dress had been torn out of shape at the beginning and was thrown to the ground. From time to time, the bed made frequent shaking sounds, and sometimes there were men's gasps and women's moans...
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Two days in a row.
Feng Ling couldn't believe it.
She was actually tied to the bed by Li Nanheng for two days!
He would continue when she was full, and he would continue after taking a shower. Even if she was so tired that she wanted to sleep with him on her back, he could continue!
After two days, Ren Feng Ling's physical strength was so good that he was already seeing stars. He tried to hit him several times but couldn't beat him. In the end, he didn't know whether he fell asleep or passed out from exhaustion. In short, he just refused. Move again.
It was not until noon two days later that Feng Ling looked up from under the quilt and saw that Li Nanheng was not in the bedroom. Then he quickly sat up from the bed, but found that none of his clothes were in the bedroom, so he had to wrap himself up in the quilt and pull up. I opened the cabinet in the bedroom to look for clothes, and when I walked out of the bedroom, I still felt a little weak.
When I went out, I noticed that the light in the living room was also a little dim because the lights were not turned on. When I looked outside, it was raining outside.
This kind of weather makes people lazy, and there is nothing necessary to go out. She rubbed her messy hair, turned around and was about to pour herself a glass of water, when she suddenly heard a "ding" from the kitchen. .
Then the tall and straight man walked out of the kitchen door, holding a glass of freshly heated milk in his hand: "Come here, have a glass of milk."
Feng Ling didn't know how long she slept, but it must have been more than ten hours. Now her stomach was empty. Coupled with the weather, she did feel a little cold for no reason. When she caught a glimpse of the milk in his hand, she immediately He walked over, picked it up and took a sip.
It was still a little hot, so she moved the glass away a little, wanting to wait for a while before drinking. At the same time, she looked at the man who was in a particularly good state of mind, with clean and neat hair, and met his gaze.
"Li Nanheng, it is indeed worth celebrating that your eyes are healed, but the way you celebrate is too unreasonable. The days to come are still very long. Do you need to spend two days trying to kill me? ” She complained and turned around holding the milk glass.
As a result, the moment she turned around, the man smiled and took her back into his arms behind her. At the same time, he raised his hand to help her steady the glass that almost fell from her hand. He lowered his head and kissed her on the cheek: "I You are physically proving that you are not hurt at all where you shouldn't be hurt. Your man is your man after all, whether you can see it or not, you can only lie down obediently."
Feng Ling's temples jumped because of his words.
She must have left him cold for too long before. This man always had a strong desire to conquer her, especially in bed. He definitely didn't give her a little face like usual, and it was definitely from the perspective of conquering and being conquered.
Feng Ling slightly deceived to avoid his kiss, but the man didn't let go of her and kissed her face a few more times. Finally, he just stood there and hugged her, and kissed her in the ear at the same time. : "After not seeing each other for a few months, my wife has become beautiful again."
Feng Ling: "...can you not be so bitter?"
"Your attitude towards me now is much better than when you were in Washington." The man kissed her hairline lightly: "Now you know me, okay?"
This narcissistic man.
Feng Ling turned around and was about to say something to him, but the man pushed her back against the wall. He held the back of her neck and kissed her again for a long and deep time until Feng Ling was kissed so much that alarm bells started ringing in her heart. He threw her back on the bed and tried again, struggling quickly and saying: "Milk... the milk is getting cold."
Only then did the man let her go, and at the same time touched the cup in her hand: "It's still a little warm, drink slowly."
Feng Ling responded without hesitation, quickly withdrew from his arms, and stood aside to drink milk.
She didn't like drinking this stuff before, but after returning to Feng's house, the servants always asked her to have a drink before and after going to bed. Later, she gradually got used to it, and now she drinks it occasionally. Li Nanheng also drinks it when she can't see her eyes. I occasionally let her drink more milk. Now she is indeed not repelled by the taste of milk, but rather likes it.
After finishing the glass of milk, she looked at the empty glass in her hand, and then asked: "You can see now. Do the old men of the Li family know about this?"
"We haven't notified them yet. If they knew now, they would probably take us two back to where we were to get married and have children within twenty-four hours."
Feng Ling: "..."
"I really want to get married where I am, but I can't wrong you. I have to find a good place to hold the wedding properly and grandly. You have been wronged enough since you were a child. I don't want to do it when you get married. I'm so sorry to give you such a big regret." The man said, stretched out his long arm, rubbed the hair on the top of her head with his hand, and glanced at her again: "Long hair is really different from short hair when rubbed."
"What's the difference?" Feng Ling's words attracted his attention before he could recover from what he said about a grand wedding.
"When you have short hair, you feel very good to the touch. I always want to hold you in my arms, kiss and coax you." He touched her hair again, then looked at her meaningfully and said, "Long hair When I touch it, I really want to throw you back on the bed and do it for another two days and two nights - ugh! Ah, please hit me gently!"
Li Nanheng, who was suddenly slapped down by Feng Ling, turned pale: "I'm still a wounded person, why are you so harsh?"
Feng Ling put the milk cup on the coffee table expressionlessly: "What's the injury? Go clean the cup!"
Li Nanheng: "..."