The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 971: There are wind chimes in the south and a crossbar in the north (234)

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"I kissed you and you got angry?"

"Hmm... almost."

Before Feng Ling finished speaking the word "ba", the man who was sitting on the chair next to the bed suddenly stood up and came closer. At a speed that caught people off guard, he suddenly pressed her under him, with his hands on both sides of her body. Beside the bed, he lowered his dark eyes and looked at her so close. Their noses were almost touching, and the distance between their lips was also very close.

Her expression was frightened, and she didn't dare to say anything. She just looked at her blankly, not understanding what he was going to do all of a sudden...

"If I kiss you again now, will you still be angry?" The man had a somewhat evil and evil smile in his eyes. He pressed her on the hospital bed like this, without any intention of letting her avoid this topic.

Feng Ling looked in disbelief at the man in front of him who could kiss him if he just moved a little lower. He was so stiff that he didn't dare to move or speak.

Li Nanheng just looked down at her: "Shall I try to kiss you now?"

Feng Ling: "..."

"Boss." Her voice was a little tight, her head tried hard to hide in the pillow, and her hands were firmly pressed between their bodies: "Don't, don't mess around..."

"I kissed you a lot when you were pretending to be a man. What's wrong now, you can't kiss me?" Li Nanheng said with a smile on his face.

Feng Ling turned his face away. He couldn't push him with his hands, so he could only tighten the quilt and pull it up, directly covering his mouth with the corner of the quilt, and then put on a look of firm refusal.

Seeing her expression, Li Nanheng really wanted to kiss her until she couldn't breathe, and until she cried and begged for mercy.

But looking at her face that was still pale due to excessive blood loss, he held back his desire to eat her alive again and again, and suddenly lowered his head. When Feng Ling subconsciously closed his eyes tightly, there was no Pulling away the corner of the quilt covering her mouth, he turned to bend his head to her ear and whispered: "You need to heal your injury first, I'm not in a hurry, and we'll settle the score after you're healed. "

It was not easy to hear what he meant by settling accounts. Feng Ling's blood temperature soared inexplicably, and the hairs all over her body seemed to stand up because the man's breath was brushing against her ear. .

"What kind of account is it?" Feng Ling didn't know where the courage came from to suddenly say such an impulsive sentence, but he regretted it after saying it.

Why would she ask such a question...

The man chuckled in her ear, and his hoarse voice came closer to her ear socket. The itchy and hot feeling made her shrink her neck, but she heard the man's lips brushing against her ear: " You forcibly bent me, and now you forcibly straighten me, I have to ask for some compensation for my mental losses."

The man's voice was so hoarse that it seemed to echo in her ears, and Feng Ling shrank her neck to hide.

However, just when she felt that she could not escape, Li Nanheng stood up and let her go. She instantly got more room to breathe freely. She turned to look at him, only to see the man retreating to the chair next to the bed. Sit down.

His posture was unruly, as if he had grabbed one of her pigtails and was deliberately teasing her.

After teasing, he looked so calm and calm again.

Feng Ling was a little upset from the beginning because the secret of her gender was known to him openly. Now, not only has it not improved at all, but it has become even more upset...

How could she make her heart so unstable because of a man

When Li Nanheng got up to help her pour water, she covered her face with the quilt. She didn't reveal her face for a long time, just sulking alone.

Li Nanheng took the water cup back and saw her covering her face with the quilt. He seemed to be laughing and said with deep meaning: "There is no use in covering up the quilt. You can't go back, Miss Feng."

Miss Feng, who was covered in quilt: "..."

When Feng Ling was finally allowed to leave the hospital and return to Los Angeles to recuperate, nearly ten days had passed since she was bitten by the snake.

I have been eating light foods and blood-tonifying things for several days in a row, and my mental state has improved a lot, and I am no longer so haggard.

Except for the occasional numbness in the arm bitten by the snake, there were no other problems. Qin Siting came to see her before leaving Cambodia. Regarding the problem with her arm, she said that the snake venom stayed in the body. If it lasts too long, the nervous system of various parts of the body will definitely be affected to some extent. It is normal to have this kind of paralysis temporarily, which means that her nervous system is actively recovering and will be better in a few days.

After returning to Los Angeles, Li Nanheng did not let Feng Ling go back to the base directly.

Even though he didn't say it, since the incident of Commander Fang Fat being killed, she knew very well that even though there were many people in the base who liked her and wanted to protect her, there were also many people who had opinions about her. .

It's certainly a good thing that Boss Li is giving her a secluded environment to recuperate.

It's just that the fact that he can't return to the base for the time being makes Feng Ling feel a little disappointed.

Compared to living a carefree life outside where she only eats and sleeps, she prefers to train at the base every morning and dusk, sweating and sweating day after day.

Although she is a woman, she still likes to hold a gun in her hand.

Instead of being like now, where I was so weak and had to be helped into the car with my coat on because I needed some recovery time.

Li Nanheng glanced at Feng Ling, who had just gotten into the car: "I have returned to Los Angeles now. There is nothing else I want to do. I just drove back to the apartment."

Feng Ling glanced at him: "Boss, will my arm become useless? Will I not be able to even hold a sniper rifle in the future?"

Li Nanheng glanced at her arm: "No."

As he said that, he waved his hand in front of her again: "Forgot about my wrist ligament strain? Pulling the third fat man out of the ice hole won't leave many sequelae on my wrist. You are like this It's just a temporary paralysis of some nerves in the arm, Qin Siting also said that it will be cured in a short time."

Feng Ling looked at his hand: "Are you really all healed?"

Li Nanheng raised his hand and patted her head gently: "When I was running on the cliff of Snake Valley with you on my back, I used this hand to support you from behind. Do you agree?"

In fact, Feng Ling also knows that for people like them who have been trained for a long time, no matter what kind of injuries they suffer, as long as they resume normal training, they will recover much faster than ordinary people.

Then she moved her arm with confidence: "As long as I can still hold a sniper rifle, my sniper training has just reached the middle stage and I haven't fully learned it yet. I don't want to give up just like that."

Li Nanheng looked at her attitude of wanting to stay in the base no matter what, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly: "Then don't give up."