Li Nanheng didn't stop until the corners of Feng Ling's mouth almost turned red.
"Do you want to pack it together?" Feng Ling asked him.
Li Nanheng looked at her increasingly skillful movements: "How can you eat so many bags?"
"Is it a lot?" Feng Ling eats neither too much nor too little, which is a very healthy amount. Li Nanheng also has a normal amount of food among men, not too much or too little. She has only packed dozens of food in total now. A: "I plan to pack more. If it tastes good, I can cook it for dinner at night. If it doesn't taste good, I'll just..."
"It's delicious." Li Nanheng concluded directly.
"You haven't eaten yet..."
"It looks delicious enough. If you really eat it, it will definitely not be worse than Mrs. Chen." Li Nanheng said as he lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead: "Don't pack it, these are enough. If you want to eat at night, bring it with you." You go out to eat, don’t work so hard.”
Feng Ling counted and found that she had packed about sixty of them, so she simply gathered them all together. After exactly sixty, she started packing, and then took some of them out to cook.
It was cooked after more than ten minutes. Li Nanheng was so proud that he came to the kitchen first, picked out one and tried it. Feng Ling quickly said: "Blow it, blow it quickly, don't burn it!"
The window happened to be open, and the wind blew through the window. Li Nanheng stood there and let the wind blow the dumplings. He also blew the dumplings twice and put them in his mouth.
Feng Ling stared at his expression: "How is it? Is it delicious?"
Li Nanheng squinted his eyes at first, and then raised his eyebrows in a serious manner, as if he were a judge sitting on the judging table at a food festival, with a serious aftertaste expression.
Just when Feng Ling thought he was going to show off again, the man suddenly bent down and kissed her on the lips. The tip of his tongue passed over her tongue, letting her taste the dumplings he made.
It seems to taste pretty good.
"Did you feel it?" The man kissed her lips again without saying anything, "Okay, you can eat it, it tastes absolutely delicious."
Feng Ling was shocked by his way of tasting the taste through kissing. She turned around pretending to be fine and cleared her throat: "Okay, let's get ready for breakfast. It's not early now anyway."
Li Nanheng had kissed her enough, and happily went to help get the plates and make the dipping sauce together. After working hard for a long time in the early morning, he finally got to eat the dumplings in his mouth, and he was finally full.
After eating, the rain outside stopped. After noon, the weather cleared up and the air was particularly good. This kind of weather was suitable for Feng Ling to go out for a walk and let the baby in his belly grow.
Li Nanheng took Feng Ling downstairs and took a walk. They were both wearing black trousers and black T-shirts, and a thin white sports coat. In fact, it was not considered a couple's outfit. However, Feng Ling's dressing style could not always be too feminine. When she returned to Feng's family, she had to change in order to be in the workplace. On weekdays, she was still used to dressing as she is now. Gradually, she became like Li Nanheng every time she came out. They are often standard black and white couple outfits.
In addition, Li Nanheng is extremely chauvinistic and possessive. Whenever a man looks at Feng Ling while walking on the street, he will immediately put his arm around her shoulders and press her into his arms, blatantly declaring ownership. , as if there were a few big shining words written on her face - This is my wife.
Feng Ling was used to this man being as cold to outsiders as he was to himself. She asked him to try his best not to hug her all the time when he was out. After all, he was a man over thirty years old. With that A group of middle school students falling in love on the street, hugging each other and showing off their affection.
However, Feng Ling doesn't understand the thinking of middle school students nowadays. They hold hands on the street and it's a green love. But seeing such a beautiful sister and such a handsome and mature man walking together and looking so loving, she is simply envious. , I wonder if I have to wait until they grow up before they can hug and hold each other openly without fear of being discovered by their parents.
Feng Ling was always shy when she was outside, so Li Nanheng didn't embarrass her. He walked to a nearby supermarket, walked around casually, bought some things, and then took Feng Ling's hand and touched her Wumingcuo. The platinum ring that he has never taken off since he put it on.
He lowered his head and took a look at her carefully.
"What are you looking at?"
"After the ring that the old lady wore was polished and polished, it will fit your hand perfectly, but after all, it is only the old man's wish for his grandson, not our wedding ring. The wedding proposal can wait until the child is born. Furthermore, as for the ring, I don’t think it’s better to choose the right day, so I’ll take you to buy one today.”
"I don't need it. This is enough. I don't wear jewelry at ordinary times."
"I gave it to you. You must wear it. I have to love my wife."
Feng Ling: "..."
Li Nanheng took Feng Ling directly to the most prosperous commercial street in Sichuan City. The first few shopping malls were all good shopping malls. Feng Ling was led by Li Nanheng and walked in. Seeing that this man was really determined to treat him well, Feng Ling Sometimes she doesn't know what she is good at. She deserves him who always wants to warm her up. She feels that her life is very good now, but Li Nanheng seems to be unable to give him enough. He repeatedly gave her everything he could, even if it was just a small ring.
The two went to a well-known French jewelry store to browse for a while, and finally chose matching rings. The men's ring was still plain, but it had a rich texture design inside. It was from a famous brand, and the women's ring was sealed. The kind of diamond ring that Ling likes is very simple without too many decorations. After the clerk measured the size for their fingers and placed the order for customization, Li Nanheng was still looking at the other jewelry on the counter next to him, thinking about which ones. You can buy it for Feng Ling and wear it.
As a result, Feng Ling was already attracted by a store outside the mall. Seeing that the size of his finger had been measured, he went out on the pretext of buying a bottle of water.
Li Nanheng looked at it for a long time and felt that no matter which one she wore, it would look good on her. Feng Ling's skin was especially white when she was in the base. Now she doesn't need to train in the base in the sun and wind every day, and her skin is especially white. White, it will look great no matter what kind of jewelry you wear, so you don’t have to choose at all.
When he turned around and saw that she hadn't come back yet, Li Nanheng hurriedly turned around and went out to look for his wife.
As a result, I took a look at the place selling water outside, but saw no one. I glanced forward and saw the large knife shop opposite, with four exaggerated characters written on it - King of Hundreds of Soldiers.
Feng Ling had no interest in the jewelry store just now, but now his eyes were shining when he was standing in the store opposite.
Li Nanheng: "..."