I can't tell whether this is because the third fat man is too confused or because he is too kind, but this damn fat man is definitely a typical example of being careless and heartless.
People with high fever should not drink alcohol even if they have a severe headache.
Feng Ling was worried that Li Nanheng would continue to feel hot because he was drunk, so he sat by the bed and tested his temperature from time to time.
All those drinks have been fed, and I can only hope that Boss Li's physical fitness can withstand the fat man's torment of liquor.
After observing Li Nanheng by the bed for a while, he determined that except for Li Nanheng's breathing being slightly unsteady, there seemed to be no major problems, and then Feng Ling got up and poured some water.
Then he turned back to the bedside and gave Li Nanheng some water and moisturized his lips. He stood up and was about to get a basin of water to wipe his body when he suddenly saw Li Nanheng's eyes slowly open.
The man was not that good at drinking because of his high fever. He looked at her with drunken eyes. Seeing that he was awake, Feng Ling immediately leaned down in front of him in surprise and asked softly: "Boss, are you awake?"
Li Nanheng didn't say anything. In the moment after he opened his eyes again, what he saw was Feng Ling's face approaching him. He was slightly haggard and seemed to have lost at least two kilograms because of continuously taking care of him at the bedside. appearance.
"Boss?" Seeing that he was awake but didn't speak, Feng Ling looked at his eyes that didn't look sober either because of a high fever or because he was drunk, and raised his hands as if he was worried that he had a headache. He gently massaged the side of his temples a few times and said while doing so: "Does your head hurt? Does this make it more comfortable?"
The man still didn't speak, and just looked at her from a slightly closer distance.
Feng Ling felt like he was looking at her, or looking somewhere else through her face, with or without focus.
Could it be that he finally opened his eyes after being in a coma for many days, but he didn't actually wake up completely mentally
Feng Ling hesitated for a moment and was about to throw the towel back into the basin next to him.
When she just turned around, she suddenly felt her wrists were hot. She was held directly by the man. She didn't know where he got the strength from. He just stared at her face and said nothing, but suddenly pulled her into his arms. Pulling down, she was unprepared for a moment and fell directly back onto the bed, lying on the man's chest!
The towel in her hand fell directly to the ground because of his sudden movement, and the basin next to her was knocked over by her legs, and all the water spilled on the ground.
Feng Ling was startled, and was about to get up from his arms, but in the blink of an eye, the man suddenly pushed her to turn over, and suddenly pressed her directly under him. She was stained by a long-term high fever and alcohol. His reddish and dark eyes were staring at her intently. She didn't know how to describe his look. It was like the look of some kind of bloodthirsty wolf when he saw the food he wanted to eat most. With a bit of ferocity, persistence, dominance, and greed, it adds a bit of sternness.
"Boss...?" Feng Ling was about to push him away, but the man's hands directly grasped her raised hands and pressed hard on the side of her head, his dark eyes locked on her face.
Feng Ling inexplicably sensed some kind of danger. She looked back at him, her eyebrows jumped immediately, and she was about to get up, but the man still held her wrists tightly and pinned her down on the bed.
She struggled a little, but found that she couldn't get away in front of a man who had had a high fever for more than three days. She tried to use more force, but she couldn't push too hard because she deliberately avoided his injured wrist. Dump.
She raised her legs and was about to push him away by bending her knees. However, before she could bend her knees, Li Nanheng kissed him heavily with deep eyes.
"Um... what are you doing... um..." Feng Ling opened his eyes wide, and instinctively looked towards the entrance of the tent out of the corner of his eye because of the man's sudden kiss.
At this time, if Dabin came back early from patrolling outside and was caught by someone, she wouldn't be able to explain it at all!
"Boss..." Feng Ling reluctantly tilted her body to push him away with her shoulders, but the man looked at her face with dark eyes as if there was an abyss because of her twisting her shoulders and straightening her chest. He kissed her again without hesitation, without saying a word or explaining, just kissing her fiercely.
It was a really fierce kiss, unlike when she was still awake at his residence that day. He was obviously not awake at this moment. Just because he was not awake, Feng Ling couldn't push him away, no matter what she had Any struggling movement can be held down by him.
She suddenly regretted that she always looked for opportunities to feed him these days. If she just starved him for three days, let's see if he would still have so much strength!
Her lips were almost numb, red and swollen from his fierce kiss. Feng Ling's hands were pinned to the bed by him again. She opened her mouth to bite him. Although the man still had the physical strength to restrain him. His strength, but his reaction speed was obviously affected. After being bitten by her, not only did he not wake up, but his eyes became as dark as night. He ignored the bloody smell on his lips and lowered his head. Then he bit back on her lips, like a beast that was bound to devour its prey, without hesitation or mercy.
Feng Ling was angry because of his unconscious and crazy behavior, but she couldn't push away Li Nanheng when he was rational. Now Li Nanheng, who was irrational and even smelled of alcohol, couldn't even push away the gap between his lips. When she was bitten so hard by the man's kiss that she kept resisting and wanted to turn her head away, the man locked her two hands behind her back with one hand, and directly held her chin with the other hand, kissing her deeper and more firmly.
With their mouths sealed like this, the two of them were in a silent and invisible confrontation on the bed in the warm tent. Feng Ling glared at him, but he was even more indifferent because of her gaze and constant struggle. Hesitantly, he suddenly pulled the hand that was originally holding her chin down, and there was only a "tearing" sound in the air -
A piece of the shirt in the collar of her thin down jacket was torn open by the man in an instant, and the fabric was piled awkwardly in the collar of the down jacket.
Feng Ling's hair stood up all over her body because of this action, but no matter how hard she struggled, this man had thousands of ways to lock her hands and feet in such an unconscious state, and she had to use his own tricks. When she turned around to avoid it, the zipper on her down jacket had already been pulled down by the man.
A chill instantly hit her chest, and the edge of the bra cloth inside was exposed. The man lowered his eyes and narrowed his eyes when he saw the white bra cloth under her torn shirt.