Feng Ling thought he heard wrongly, his expression froze, and he looked straight at the man in front of him: "Huh?"
Li Nanheng had no intention of talking nonsense to her: "I want you to take off your clothes, do you understand?"
Feng Ling: "...why?"
"A few years ago, that is, the year you came to the base, I went to an orphanage in Los Angeles and found a child disguised as a man. However, I didn't see her face at the time. I still don't know who she is. Who." At this point, Li Nanheng's eyes fell on her lightly, and his eyes fell directly on her chest without warning.
Even though the man's body was filled with the smell of blood and embarrassment, it did not affect his identity and superior aura at all.
Every word has an absolute power of intimidation and the courage to obey.
Feng Ling heard him suddenly mention that matter. Although she was not sure, she felt that Boss Li was beginning to doubt her.
In the past, there was just no evidence, uncertainty, and he was not particularly determined to dig out something that seemed to have nothing to do with him. But at this moment, Boss Li obviously had no intention of letting her go or giving her a chance. mean.
He had to know the truth.
"What do you mean, boss, you thought I was the person you met in that orphanage?" Feng Ling looked at him calmly: "How did you find out that she was disguised as a man? Could it be that you gave her clothes to someone else?" Stripped off? Or like now, forcing me to take off my clothes to prove my identity?"
Feng Ling said this without blushing or out of breath, as if the person in her mouth was not her, and she didn't even have any feelings or symptoms. She just asked him: "The boss still thinks that the people in the entire base, including all the instructors who have come into contact with me, have the same feelings." The degree is very low. After living together in the base for so many years, you don’t even know whether I am a man? Do you need me, boss, to come in person and force me to take off my clothes to prove myself? "
"I'm just asking you to take off your clothes. If you're a man, just take them off. If you're too coy, it's too deliberate." Li Nanheng slowly mentioned her daily behavior: "Who did you take a shower with in the base? The public facilities in the base. Have you been to the bathing pool? You have been training for a long time in the summer. You brats couldn't bear the heat. You took off your shirts and sweated profusely on the training ground. You were the only one who was neatly dressed and didn't even have a belt. It has been solved, and coupled with your height and many usual performances, as the person in charge of the base, I am qualified to figure this out, which is not too much."
Feng Ling suddenly laughed when he heard this: "Boss, you should know that there is a hobby in this world called exhibitionism, and I am just the opposite. People with exhibitionism are overly cautious and overly defensive like me. Or, it can be explained this way..."
Feng Ling glanced at the trash can next to the bed, and said in a calm voice: "When I was a child, I wandered around without a father or mother. Maybe it was because I was born like a girl, with fair skin and thin skin. , I was often bullied by local American homeless people on the street. I was even dragged into an alley by a few homeless people, stripped naked and humiliated in the street. As a result, my character was cast into a shadow and I became defensive towards everyone. I hate being in contact with people, and I really hate taking off my clothes in front of others.”
When Li Nanheng heard her explanation, he looked at her deeply and said nothing, but because of her gaze, he turned his head and looked at the trash can next to her bed.
What was piled in the trash can was the white dress Feng Ling wore when he went on a mission today. The dress was stained with a lot of dirty blood and was piled there. There were also a pair of high heels and flesh-colored stockings piled on top. There is also a pair of silicone flesh-colored prosthetic breasts.
Seeing the pair of silicone things with his own eyes, Li Nanheng's hands stuck in his trouser pockets froze.
Feng Ling stood in front of him, looking at his boss, his eyes gradually turned cold.
She raised her arms expressionlessly, as if letting anyone take off her clothes at will: "If the boss wants to see it, as you said, we are all men, and you won't lose a piece of flesh even if you take a look at it." .”
The room became unusually quiet because of Feng Ling's words. Li Nanheng looked away from the things in the trash can, glanced at her lightly, and then glanced at her large T-shirt and open arms. Looking at her flat chest, his eyes became much colder in an instant, and his deep voice also revealed an irresistible coldness: "In your eyes, your boss is a man who doesn't care about your psychological shadow but is crazy about seeing you take off your clothes. Or do you think I will give up on my goals just because of someone else’s random explanation and the past? Or, do you think I will believe your few reasons?”
Feng Ling's eyes were calm: "The boss is the boss. The base has given me a place to stay. If the boss insists on taking this seriously, of course I will not refuse. As for whether you believe it or not, that is your business."
Her eyes were firm and did not shift at all.
To her, it no longer matters whether Boss Li knows whether she is a boy or a girl. What matters is how much he trusts her.
We have worked together for so long, and it has never happened twice. Gender is not important to her, so what about men, what about women
At first she didn't want to be kicked out of the base because she was a woman, and of course it was the same reason now. But when Xiao Xu said that Boss Li liked her, Feng Ling still hadn't calmed down.
If he insisted on being the one to reveal the secret, she might not refuse.
Some are just calm.
When she finished speaking, her arms were still stretched out without any change, and she looked straight at him, calm and fearless: "Boss, are you coming to take off your clothes?"
What kind of smart person is Li Nanheng
The suspicion he had long ago seemed to have thousands of threads reminding him at this moment that there was something wrong with Feng Ling.
Whether it was her usual overly reserved behavior or the feeling he had kissed and touched, if he couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, then his twenty years of life would have been in vain.
But Feng Ling's eyes were too calm.
The truth is right in front of you, whether to reveal it or not.
Li Nanheng turned his eyes away at this moment and looked at her bed and all the furnishings in the room she lived in. Every step was very simple. There were several books on the table, a neat and clean bed on the bed, and in the cabinet. Most of the hanging items were black or white T-shirts and uniforms, nothing feminine about them.
Perhaps it is too cruel to reveal the truth with one's own hands. Trust is needed between people, but frankness is even more important.
Li Nanheng looked at her again, his eyes slightly cold: "I will only give you this one chance to tell the truth about who you are, whether you are a man or a woman."
Feng Ling did not hesitate: "Feng Ling, male."
The air in the room seemed to freeze in an instant, motionless.