Seeing that she didn't resist because she thought she had done something wrong, Li Nanheng looked at her with cold eyes, and finally stood beside her, bowed his head, and leaned close to her ear. When the hairs all over his body stood up, he said quietly: "Wolf, born to be loyal, Feng Ling, do you think you are loyal to the XI base?"
Feng Ling resisted the thought of wanting to avoid him because of his distance, but felt that her ears were burning due to the breath blowing through his nose.
"Boss, XI base is the only place that can give me a sense of belonging. A sense of belonging is equal to home. No one will be disloyal to their home." Feng Ling answered truthfully.
The man's low voice was still in her ear, and he didn't even mean to move away. Instead, he came closer, and the man's lips almost brushed her ear: "So, XI Base will not let any loyal member You have been wronged and humiliated. You don’t have to think about it anymore. Just kill someone and I’ll take care of it. You just let me recover from my injuries first and don’t really leave any sequelae of concussion, eh?”
Feng Ling felt the blood all over his body surge as he listened to the last word, which was slightly muted.
"The base can keep a loyal soldier, but it will never want a loser who gets headaches every now and then. So, just relax and recuperate first, and don't think too much."
Feng Ling responded in a low voice: "Yes."
The man looked at her loose clothes again, knowing that she was wearing nothing underneath, not even a bra wrap, but he still asked casually, "Are the clothes comfortable?"
It was obvious that he was not injured and it didn't look like she had just been drugged last night, but she didn't understand why there seemed to be a layer of muteness in his voice when he said this. She immediately took a step aside: "It's very comfortable, thank you, boss." , if it’s convenient, I can ask Ah K to deliver my suitcase for me.”
She wanted the suitcase, but what she wanted after all was those strips of cloth that would get in the way.
Li Nanheng did not expose her, but said calmly: "Well, let's recover first. I will inform Ah K later."
Then Li Nanheng's cell phone rang, and he asked Feng Ling to go back to the bedroom to rest. Feng Ling turned around and entered the bedroom, closed the door, and sat on the bed again. He looked back at the dark blue sheets and quilt behind him, and thought about it again. When I was looking at this place just now, I saw the decoration pattern of the entire apartment.
If she thought it was a hotel in the bathroom at first, now she knew clearly that this was Li Nanheng's residence outside.
Not the residence in the base, nor the Li family, but a place that belongs only to him.
The entire apartment is decorated in a completely simple, low-key yet tough masculine style. Every place is just right, and every furnishing is used to its fullest potential without any burden.
The bed beneath you is also soft and comfortable.
She had no memory of what happened after she was knocked unconscious last night, and she didn't know if she had ever laid on this bed, but since Boss Li let her come in to rest, he probably didn't mind her sleeping here.
After sitting by the bed for a while, Feng Ling lay down because of his headache. When he covered himself with the quilt, he could feel the faint smell of mint from the quilt. He didn't know if it was the smell of the laundry detergent used to clean the quilt, or something else. The smell is very good, very close to the smell of Mr. Li.
Even though she had just killed someone yesterday, her heart, which had been worried about causing trouble for the base, was now at ease and calm. When she was lying here, she seemed to be surrounded by a sense of security that she had never felt before.
My head hurts very much, and I don’t know how long it will take for it to stop hurting so much. Even now, it’s not just the pain inside my head, but also the obvious pain on the outside where I was hit.
…
After sleeping for who knows how many hours, Feng Ling was woken up by Li Nanheng.
Boss Li said that the wound on her head needed dressing, and she got up.
The short-haired girl who had just woken up was a little confused, but the long-term training in the base made her sleepy. She didn't say anything. She just sat on the edge of the bed with her eyes open and obediently allowed the man to help her lift the gauze and change the dressing. .
Feeling that the man's movements when applying medicine to her didn't seem unfamiliar, Feng Ling closed her eyes and asked, "Boss, was it the injury you helped me treat yesterday?"
"No, I called the doctor yesterday."
"I feel like you are very skillful in applying the medicine, boss."
Li Nanheng looked at Feng Ling, who was sitting on the edge of the bed with her eyes closed. From this angle, she could see her long and curled eyelashes when she closed her eyes. They were thick and long, casting a small shadow in the sunlight falling in from the window.
"There is a saying that a long-term illness makes a doctor. People who often go through life and death, even if they are not chronically ill, but often suffer from large and small skin injuries, should have learned to bandage themselves long ago. Do you think I can't even apply medicine? ?" The man said as he put the clean new gauze left by Qin Siting yesterday, and then covered the wound on her forehead that had been treated with medicine.
It was obvious that sometimes he seemed to be a very unkind and straight man, but his movements at this moment were so gentle that she didn't feel any pain.
Probably because this atmosphere was different from the usual serious atmosphere in the base, Feng Ling smiled rarely, but she only smiled briefly and then stopped smiling. After all, she just got into trouble yesterday, and she couldn't let it go now. Have the courage to laugh.
She kept her eyes closed, and all the expressions on her face fell naturally into Li Nanheng's eyes.
The man didn't say anything. He just helped her put the gauze on the wound, then retracted his hand, turned around and walked out and said calmly: "Come out to eat."
It was true that she hadn't eaten since yesterday. Feng Ling Yiyan got up and followed her out. She saw two dishes and a bowl of rice on the dining table. It turned out to be the Chinese food she usually likes to eat at the base, but this meal looked pretty. It seems a little strange.
But she was hungry after all, and it was good to have food. She didn't care whether it looked good or not, and sat directly at the table. When Li Nanheng indicated that she could eat, she picked up a mouthful of food with her chopsticks and put it into her mouth.
“…”
The expression on Feng Ling's face was a bit indescribable. After chewing slowly for a few times, he raised his eyes and looked at the man sitting at the dining table who was looking at him calmly: "Boss, is this... the takeout you ordered? "
The man said without changing his expression: "Yeah."
"Are all the takeaways so delicious now?"
Feng Ling dared to make a bold comment when he heard it was takeout.
Li Nanheng's expression paused, and he asked with a look of self-doubt: "Is it delicious?"
Seeing his expression, Feng Ling's eyes were a little surprised: "Boss, you couldn't have done this yourself, right?"
Li Nanheng said with a dark face: "No."
Only then did she notice that there seemed to be some residual smell of fresh cooking on the man.
Did she just... say the wrong thing...
Feng Ling hurriedly picked up another piece and put it into his mouth with a strong desire to survive: "It's actually quite delicious."
Li Nanheng: "..."