The man's handwriting was vigorous and powerful. He didn't look like the boss of a base who had been playing with guns and sticks in Base XI for so many years. Instead, he looked like a scholar or a business elite.
Feng Ling learned some things from the Mafia when she was a child. A Chinese would teach her how to read and some simple knowledge. Later, during the year she was in the orphanage, she occasionally attended classes, but she didn't learn much. I am not very cooperative either.
Later, when she arrived at the base, Han Jin introduced her to a cultural teacher at the base and specially arranged some courses for her. He would teach her a lot of things after training. Over time, Feng Ling gradually learned a lot of the knowledge she had left behind when she was a child. Made it up back.
There are many young people in the base who have entered the base at a very young age, and there will be dedicated cultural teachers to teach them. Feng Ling is also the best in this aspect and is the most liked by the teachers.
There are not only reckless people in the XI base. Even the reckless people are not illiterate. The rules in the base are quite good. At least Feng Ling can understand them clearly in Chinese and English.
Looking at the name signed by Li Nanheng, whether it is a Chinese signature or an English signature, they all look good.
"What are you reading?" Li Nanheng came back after hanging up the phone. When he entered the study, he saw Feng Ling looking through the documents.
Feng Ling put down the document and turned back to look at the man in home clothes: "I just glanced at it casually, there shouldn't be any problem, right?"
She didn't see any secrets that couldn't be seen just now, so her expression was very calm.
"It's nothing, but what were you looking at so seriously just now?" When the man approached, Feng Ling forgot to avoid it for a moment until he was enveloped by the man's aura. When he suddenly leaned forward, he stumbled suddenly. She stepped back and leaned directly against the edge of the table. She also put her hands on the edge of the table and tried her best to hide away from the man's face.
Seeing her avoidance, Li Nanheng didn't say much, but he didn't let her go either. His hands were casually placed on both sides of her body, as if he pressed them on her hands inadvertently, and he looked down at her. Her carefully avoiding look.
Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Feng Ling started to say, "No, I didn't see anything. I just saw that your handwriting is very beautiful, boss."
Li Nanheng just looked down at the few pages of documents in her hand with this posture: "Really?"
"Well..." She trailed off because of this gesture: "I just suddenly remembered that boss, you have been in the XI base since you were a child. Did you also learn your usual cultural classes in the base?"
Li Nanheng looked at her: "Why, you don't know anything about what I have learned or experienced, and now you want to find out?"
Feng Ling pouted: "No."
"You think I've been working in the base since I was a child and have no education?" The man seemed to laugh from his nose. It was a deep, but mysterious laugh that made her heart tremble several times.
"I didn't say that." Feng Ling explained as she raised her hand to push him. As soon as she took her hand off the table, the man leaned down because of her lack of support.
She was startled and tried to move away, but she was kissed on the lips by the man. The kiss was not enough. When she glared at him for an instant, her thin lips slightly hooked, and she bent down to kiss him again.
It wasn't until he moved Feng Ling from leaning against the table to kissing her to sitting on the table that the man slightly restrained his gaze. He raised his hand to support her chin and looked directly at her, looking a little confused and repeatedly glowing with water. With his eyes, he looked at her at a loss as she was used to being kissed and no longer resisted so obviously. She slightly raised her lips and said hoarsely: "Although we spend a lot of time at the base, the Li family still has to make friends after all. In my hands, even if I didn’t want to study, a few old men couldn’t let me go. I was forced to get a double degree in business administration and finance from Stanford when I was seventeen years old. As for why, I never said it, because in the base I don’t need these, I dance with guns and sticks every day, and there is no need to show off these things in front of you, but I really didn’t expect that you always treat me as an illiterate.”
Feng Ling: "... I didn't... um!"
As soon as she spoke, she was suddenly kissed again by the man.
These two kisses were not like the fierce and almost crazy kisses like before, but they were so tender that she almost forgot to resist. She just stayed stiff and let him hold her in his arms until the man opened her teeth. She suddenly came back to her senses when the tip of her tongue was entangled, but now she couldn't retreat no matter how much she wanted to, because she was already sitting on the desk, and the man was holding her like this, holding her chin in his hand and not giving her any attention. Room to hide.
After kissing for a while, Feng Ling gave up her struggle and just let him kiss her without moving. However, the man could hardly restrain himself because of her meek look. He pressed her lips against hers and gasped slightly. , tilted her head and smiled, then looked at the bowl of noodles she placed on the table: "What, you can cook now?"
Feng Ling: "... I just cooked a bowl of noodles. I don't know if it tastes good or not."
"Well, I'm not picky either, as long as it's familiar."
Feng Ling: "..."
…
Li Nanheng still had things to do, and just after he answered the phone again, Feng Lingcai took the opportunity to finally escape from the study.
Otherwise, she felt like she might be touched by him on the table in the study room.
After returning to the room, he lay down on the bed, lay there for a while and then sat up again. He repeated this for a long time, then suddenly got up again and went directly into the bathroom.
When taking a shower, I turned the full-length mirror facing the bathroom door to face myself standing under the shower head.
The girl's body in the mirror is thick and slender, perfectly fit, white and tender. Feng Ling had no idea about these things before, but recently she often went out and saw many girls. Although she didn't pay special attention to them, she found that she was winded every day. Despite all the training in the sun, my skin still seems to be much better than theirs.
Especially on the body, which is usually covered in clothes like this, not exposed at all, and it is so white and tender that it seems like it can be broken by pinching it.
Man... or woman...
As a woman, you cannot remain on the base.
Even if she now has savings in her card and an apartment like this downstairs in her name, she will still be able to live a good life even if she leaves the base and will not starve to death.
But she knew she didn't want to leave the base.
There was no reason, I just didn’t want to leave.
But do we have to keep pretending to be a man and live like this...
She thought of the passionate kiss in the study just now, and her face was getting hotter and hotter, not knowing whether it was because of herself or because of the water flowing out of the shower.
Feng Ling took this bath for a long time and stood under the water for a long time. Due to the sound of the water, he didn't pay much attention to the movement outside.
When she noticed someone approaching outside the bathroom door, there was a sudden sound of the bathroom door being opened—