Feng Ling could clearly feel the changes around her, especially the cold aura emanating from the man in front of her.
Seeing Feng Ling's still calm and calm expression, Li Nanheng smiled, his thin lips were cold, and his teeth were grinding hard: "A man?"
Feng Ling looked at him without blinking: "Boss, do you really hope that I am a woman?"
"No." He looked at her face expressionlessly and said calmly: "I just need an honest person."
Feng Ling felt as if something was blocking him in his throat. When he raised his eyes again to understand what he meant through his eyes, the man had already turned around and said in a cold voice: "You are a man, just remember yourself." It’s a man.”
After saying that, the man walked out without looking back.
Feng Ling stood there stiffly, looking at the door that closed automatically.
Boss Li seemed to already know how she felt.
But how is it possible to determine her gender in this way
Did she show some flaws today
She had clearly touched the pair of silicone fake breasts just now. They felt soft and elastic to the touch. In fact, they were not much different from the real ones. Even if there was a difference, it was impossible to completely tell the difference under such circumstances.
But the look in his eyes just now...
Late at night, Feng Ling lay on the bed. He should have fallen asleep, but he had a rare insomnia. Li Nanheng's words kept echoing in his mind: "I only need an honest person."
There was even a scene in a terrorist bar where Li Nanheng rushed into the crowd and held the person who was almost shot in his arms, then quickly turned around to block the bullet for her. I thought of the white gauze on his arm. .
After closing her eyes for about half an hour, she suddenly opened them again. In the blink of an eye, she saw that it was already very late and the entire XI base was completely silent.
But she couldn't sleep.
Those sounds and scenes were still playing over and over in her mind. She quickly sat up, picked up the cushion for balance training and lay directly on the ground. She persisted for about fifteen minutes, and sweat was already forming on her forehead. He took two deep breaths, then sat down on the cushions, staring at the night sky outside the balcony in a daze.
Balance training is very easy to sweat, and now after only fifteen minutes of training, it was already sticky on her body. She looked outside until her neck was a little stiff. She got up and went into the bathroom to take a quick shower.
After washing, she didn't rush to put on the bra wrap. She just stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the bathroom, looking at the naked girl in the mirror and staring at her lips, which still felt a little numb. Looking down again, she looked at her thick and slim body that seemed to be very coordinated and perfect. She didn't know what kind of figure was considered a good figure among girls. She only knew that when she put on women's clothes last time and today, she seemed to be really good. Good-looking, even good-looking, whether she has long or short hair, it does not affect the strong girlish look that can hardly be concealed.
Is it because of this that Li Nanheng no longer believes her rhetoric
Did she really expose her secret so easily
But looking at his attitude, I don't know what's going on.
Do you really know? Or is it just speculation
Feng Ling doesn't understand many human affairs, and he doesn't even understand what love is.
She has never had any awareness of gender since she was a child. After being a man for a long time, she has never thought about becoming a woman again, and she doesn't seem to think that being a woman has any other meaning.
So when Li Nanheng asked her, she still answered male.
But Li Nanheng's eyes when he turned to leave were so cold and piercing that she still felt uneasy. She didn't know what it felt like.
All she knew was that she had insomnia.
…
the next day.
During the routine training at the base, in the sniper team training ground, five people stood in a row and were doing physical development.
Qiao Fei watched them perform their actions one by one, sternly demanding that everyone must reach the standard within an hour.
It rained yesterday, but today the sun is shining brightly. It is probably the last hot weather at the beginning of autumn.
Under the sun, Li Nanheng's figure appeared in the training ground. On weekdays, Boss Li would occasionally come over to watch them train with his own eyes. Everyone was used to it. They just shouted "Boss" in unison and continued to perform the movements seriously.
Feng Ling's eyes glanced in the direction of Li Nanheng. The man's eyes did not fall on her. He just stood there and watched their training with a cold expression and said nothing.
The black uniform was very loose and nothing could be seen on his arms, but Feng Ling knew that the gauze on his arms was probably wrapped inside and covered by the clothes.
She didn't know whether the injury was serious or not. She came back early last night and didn't go to the infirmary with her. She could only see that there was nothing wrong with Boss Li's face on the surface. She thought it shouldn't be too deep, but yesterday the bullet grazed the wound. The flesh-and-blood voice was very clear in her ears...
She stared at the man's arms. When Qiao Fei asked them to do the second action, her movements were rare and slow. Qiao Fei's eyes suddenly looked at her: "Feng Ling?"
Feng Ling came back to his senses, stood up straight, turned around with a solemn expression and continued with the others, without looking in that direction again.
Qiao Fei turned to look in the direction of Li Nanheng. Seeing that Boss Li's expression was as usual, he thought for a while and said nothing. He walked forward and continued to lead them through the movements. When he got behind Feng Ling, he raised his hand to lift her outstretched arm. He raised his head and whispered at the same time: "Why do you look so bad? You are in a very bad state today."
Feng Ling's serious eyes remained unchanged and he whispered back: "I didn't sleep well last night."
Qiao Fei took another look at her, and sure enough, there were a little dark circles under her eyes, not very heavy. It could be seen that Feng Ling, who usually never stayed up late, must have really slept almost all night last night.
Seeing her listless but still insisting on training, Qiao Fei turned around and walked towards the others. After about ten minutes, he said, "Okay, let's rest for half an hour and continue in half an hour."
Ah K had a strange look on his face: "Didn't it say that the standard posture must be achieved within an hour? Today's morning training was just a short time before we had to rest? Is it the Chinese New Year or something good? When did the training time arrangement in the base become so humane?"
Qiao Fei glanced at him sideways: "If you don't want to rest, you can continue practicing. I will accept your results within an hour."
Ah K instantly put down his outstretched arm: "No, just rest when you say you'll rest. Brother Qiao, you can't go back on your word!"
Qiao Fei glanced at him again, then in Feng Ling's direction, and saw that after she heard that she wanted to rest, she had put down her arms, turned around, and walked to the bench next to her where she usually rested and sat down.
It was rare to see Feng Ling in bad condition at the base or on the training field. Qiao Fei was about to walk over, but when he raised his foot, he was suddenly blocked by the tall figure next to him.