Watching Feng Ling start stuffing mouthfuls of food into his mouth one after another, as if he had never eaten in his eight hundred lifetimes.
Li Nanheng looked at her with an expression of self-doubt: "Delicious?"
"Yeah, it's delicious." Feng Ling raised his eyes and looked at him, laughing as he ate and then nodded subconsciously to prove that what he said was true.
Li Nanheng didn't say anything more until Feng Ling was almost finished eating. Seeing that she ate very quickly, could it be that it was really delicious
He suddenly picked up the chopsticks and took a mouthful of rice and put it into his mouth.
"..." There was too little water in the rice and it was very hard.
The man picked up another mouthful of food and put it into his mouth.
“…”
Seeing Li Nanheng's dark expression, Feng Ling didn't look at him anymore, just lowered his head and continued eating.
The man didn't stop her from deliberately "supporting" her now. He just said calmly: "Forget it, let's have takeout next time."
Feng Ling put down the bowl: "Actually, it's really not bad."
Li Nanheng sneered: "Stop flattering me."
In fact, it is indeed better to order takeout. After all, it is obviously the first time for Mr. Li to cook. Both dishes are extremely salty. I don’t know how much seasoning and salt was added. I can only say that I am lucky. It's cooked, even a little overcooked, but it won't upset your stomach.
But after all, Feng Ling has a strong desire to survive, so he still said: "Look, I've almost eaten it all. Boss, as long as you can eat enough, don't be so picky."
Li Nanheng glanced at her coldly: "Do you think I am you? Can you eat any sour wild fruit in the jungle?" At this point, he suddenly looked at her seriously: "So, when you were a child, didn't you Can you eat raw meat? Otherwise, how on earth can you swallow these things I made? "
Feng Ling: "..."
Their eyes met, she looked at him speechlessly for a long time, and then looked at the home clothes on the man. At this moment, in such a place, far away from the XI base, far away from so many turmoils, in such tranquility, it was I found that Boss Li had a certain temper that belonged to a dandy from an aristocratic family. He was not bad, but overbearing and rude.
After all, he is still the eldest son of the Li family. After taking off his base uniform, this man is actually just Li Nanheng.
Feng Ling didn't know why he was thinking of this now, but looking into his dark eyes, he answered truthfully: "I have never eaten raw meat. I can't eat it. I remember that the female wolf that fed me had that in her mouth when I was very young. They gave me raw meat torn from an unknown animal, and I vomited just looking at the bloody stuff and couldn’t eat it at all.”
Li Nanheng glanced at Feng Ling's fair face: "So how did you survive?"
"I ate wild fruits, or relied on my survival instinct to find some edible wild grasses and vegetables nearby, as well as the milk of the female wolf. In short, I lived to be about five years old. I was very thin when I was taken out of the jungle." , she took another bite of food and put it into the bowl in front of her: "So for me, it's enough to have hot rice. I'm not picky."
Feng Ling's eyes were calm and calm. Before Li Nanheng had time to feel sad for her childhood experience, her calm eyes wiped away those unnecessary thoughts.
Everyone's experience is different. Although such an experience is indeed too difficult for a little girl, if it weren't for this, she would not have sneaked into the XI base by chance, nor would she stay here. was discovered by him.
Or maybe, for the first time in her life, Li Nanheng didn't have so much courage to imagine how she survived the five years in the jungle.
Such a small, such a small girl.
After Feng Ling finished eating all the food, he put down the bowl and chopsticks. He raised his eyes and saw that Li Nanheng had been looking at her, but he didn't say anything more. She looked back at him: "Boss, I've eaten all the food. You If you're hungry, just order your takeout, I'm already full."
Li Nanheng glanced at the empty bowl in front of her, and couldn't tell whether he should feel sorry that she actually ate it, or laugh at her for being so straightforward and actually eating it all.
He curled his lips and suddenly said, "Do you want to see the apartment I bought with your money?"
Feng Ling almost forgot about it and asked subconsciously: "Where is it?"
"The downstairs here is the same size and layout as mine. Because I am not sure what kind of decoration style you like, it will be too troublesome to decorate in the future, so I only made simple decoration, and it is not suitable to live in directly for the time being. .”
Feng Ling's eyes paused, then circled around in an instant.
If they are the same size and the same layout...
What Li Nanheng said at the beginning was to use her money to help her buy a small apartment.
But his place must be at least more than 200 square meters, and it is a duplex with two floors. Although she didn't pay much attention, she also saw a staircase over there that could be climbed up, so it would be at least three to four hundred square meters.
If it's the same, can this still be considered a "small" apartment
Feng Ling didn't know much about how much it cost to buy an apartment in Los Angeles, and he didn't know which street or road it was on, but he felt that the place where Boss Li could live would definitely not be cheap.
She wanted to ask how much the apartment he bought for her cost, but at this moment the man got up and answered the phone.
Looking at Boss Li's back when he stood up to answer the phone, Feng Ling looked at the empty dishes and chopsticks on the table, picked them up and went directly into the kitchen.
After Li Nanheng hung up the phone, he heard the sound of water coming from the kitchen, and saw that Feng Ling was no longer at the dining table. He guessed what she was doing, turned around and walked in. He leaned against the door with his tall and tall body, looking at the person in front of him. Feng Ling was standing by the sink washing dishes.
"Leave it there, no need to wash it." came a man's voice.
Feng Ling seemed to have not heard and was still scrubbing the bowl in his hand carefully.
When Li Nanheng saw that she insisted on washing, he walked over with a sigh: "There is a dishwasher, put it in it."
Only then did Feng Ling see the dishwasher on the cabinet next to him. He paused for a moment and then lowered his head to continue washing: "It doesn't matter, there are only two or three bowls, just wash them."
The man's hand stretched out at this moment, took away the bowl in her hand under the water, and put it aside: "You are an injured patient now. You can either go back to bed and sleep, or go to the sofa to rest. You don't have to do anything. .”
Feng Ling's hands were empty, and he looked at the bowls and chopsticks that were a little further away. He had no choice but to shake off the water under his hands, and without holding on, he said "Oh" and turned around to walk out.
Not long after, Li Nanheng walked out of the kitchen and saw Feng Ling standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, his hand gently pressed against the window, looking at the cars and pedestrians going downstairs.
This is the tenth floor. It's not so high that you can't see the road clearly, but it's still very high and you can see far away.
She didn't know which road this was, but judging from the nearby construction facilities, it should be not far from the city center.