The sky is getting darker and darker, and the wind and snow outside are getting heavier and heavier. Fortunately, the stability and warmth of this tent are very strong, and it has not been affected at all.
Feng Ling put the meat they had saved on top and grilled it for a minute to warm it up, and then placed it piece by piece on Li Nanheng's plate.
After finishing picking up, he only kept a few pieces and took a few bites. When he was about to put down the plate, he realized that the side next to him had not been touched.
In a blink of an eye, she looked at Li Nanheng, who had been sitting quietly but not eating: "Boss, why don't you eat?"
"I've been traveling all day and I have no appetite." The man said, casually placing the plate of meat in front of her: "You eat."
Three Fatty Dabin and several others: "..."
Large male male dog food scene is this
"Ahem, boss, it's almost nine o'clock now. I'll go back to the tent next door first. You and Feng Ling will eat first."
After one of them finished speaking, the others all found their own reasons, and within a few minutes, they all left.
Feng Ling looked at the grilled shrimps on the oven, then looked at the plate in front of him, picked up a piece of meat, put it in his mouth and ate again, then turned to look at the man sitting next to him. : "Boss, I don't usually eat much meat. I can't eat so much. It's very cold here, especially in the middle of the night. If you don't eat something, your cold resistance will probably be very poor. You'd better eat something." Bar."
Seeing that she really had no appetite, Li Nanheng reached out and took the chopsticks in her hand, then took the plate. After eating about five or six pieces of meat with her chopsticks, he put the chopsticks and plate back into her hand.
Feng Ling: "..."
"Eat it all." He glanced at the few remaining pieces of meat inside.
Feng Ling looked at the chopsticks that he had just used. After thinking about it, he put them down. He was about to go to the side to get a new pair of chopsticks, but he hesitated for a few times. There were only a few pieces left. It seemed that he would not go out of his way to pick up a pair of chopsticks. It's not necessary, and the boss's informal appearance is a real man. She also regards herself as a man, so there is no need to be too so.
So she picked up the chopsticks and took out the shrimps from the oven while eating, and put them on another plate in front of him.
This time Li Nanheng didn't refuse and went straight to peel the shrimps. Just when Feng Ling ate all the pieces of meat on the plate and was about to put the plate down, suddenly, a few peeled shrimps were thrown over and fell on the ground. In the middle of the plate.
"Eat these too." After saying that, the man stood up and went to find water to extinguish the almost burned out carbon in the stove.
Feng Ling didn't say anything, just watched the man get up and clean up the oven, and ate the shrimp silently.
Seeing her sitting there obediently eating, Li Nanheng was in a good mood and started working directly. He took out the oven that had been extinguished and cooled down soon, and then went to clean up the things on the floor.
Seeing the boss who took the initiative to attack, Feng Ling silently stood up again and went to help clean up.
It wasn't until the tent was cleaned up and Li Nanheng walked in again that Feng Ling realized a very serious problem.
"Boss, you're going to stay on this snowy mountain tonight, right?"
Li Nanheng brushed off the snow on his body and gave her a cold look as if she was talking nonsense.
Feng Ling immediately glanced at the tent next door: "It's warmer in the tent with more people. If you try to squeeze in more people, you should be able to get a bed. I'll go tell them and ask them to prepare a quilt for you."
As he said this, Feng Ling started to walk out.
Li Nanheng glanced at her coldly: "Don't you have a place in this tent?"
“…”
really.
It is still inevitable to live with her.
Feng Ling looked at the suitcase under the bed with slightly worried eyes.
"Then boss, I'll get you a folding bed." Feng Ling said and wanted to go out again.
"Removing those things on your bed will save you more effort than running out to find a folding bed. The 1.5-meter-wide bed can't sleep two people?"
Feng Ling's footsteps suddenly stopped.
In the blink of an eye, he saw Li Nanheng walking to the bedside, reaching out to take away the things she had piled beside the bed.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she put the bra wrap in the suitcase, but among the things she placed beside the bed, there seemed to be the auntie towel she had placed inside.
"Boss!" Feng Ling suddenly rushed over quickly, rushed forward and hugged the things on the bed: "I will collect my things myself. Boss, please stand aside and wait for a while. They will be collected immediately. .”
Li Nanheng looked at her rare active and enthusiastic look, raised his stern eyebrows, and took a step back in shame.
While Feng Ling took all the things off the bed and put them on the table, he secretly cursed himself for not thinking of putting the towel under the bed. The other people were too careless to notice anything, let alone Touching her things, but she didn't expect that Mr. Li would come suddenly, even live here, and sleep in her bed.
Before she even said the words about refusing to sleep on the same bed, her attention was immediately diverted.
After putting the things away, he looked up and saw Li Nanheng sitting on the bedside and casually taking off his coat. Feng Ling lowered his head with a headache and raised his hand to rub his forehead.
"Have a headache? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" A man's voice came suddenly.
She suddenly put down the hand on her forehead: "No, my forehead was itchy just now, so I scratched it."
With that said, she stood up, because she had to go back and forth to deliver things outside the tent just now. She was still wearing the thick cold-proof clothes, and her movements were a little clumsy.
Turning around, he saw that Li Nanheng had stripped down to the black T-shirt underneath. His slim and slim waist looked inexplicably sinful under the T-shirt. Feng Ling turned away and looked outside again.
"I heard from Fatty Three that although it's cold here, the ground is full of snow. It's very convenient to melt it into water and then boil it and put it on top for showering, so it doesn't affect washing. I've been on the road for a day, and you're here I guess you wouldn't mind taking a shower?" Although the man said this, he stood up directly and walked to a separated place in the corner of the tent.
There was a simple bathroom there. Because it was used by Feng Ling herself, she made it very clean and had all kinds of toiletries. There was no shortage of everything.
When the man walked in, he could vaguely smell the faint aroma of shower gel, which was very similar to the smell of Feng Ling.
He took off his shirt and went out to find a towel, but he saw Feng Ling lying on the ground beside the bed, about to touch the suitcase under the bed, as if he was very anxious and struggling.
Looking at her lying on the ground, Li Nanheng glanced at the suitcase in her hand and frowned: "What are you doing?"