Chapter 1119: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (Three Hundred and Eighty-Two)

Li Nanheng in the hotel window said two words to the person on the remote headset side: "add money."

Hearing the money-paying BOSS say this, the two who were leaning on the tree and playing the show even burst out with all kinds of touching and heartfelt words.

Feng Ling listened a little inexplicably, but felt a little trembling in his heart.

All the things that have happened to me all the time, and thinking of all the things that Li Nanheng has done for me...

Carrying the cold breakfast in her hand, she quickly crossed the road and walked back to the hotel.

When he entered the room, he saw Li Nanheng standing in the living room with a cup of coffee in his hand. He glanced at her with an expression as if he hadn't woken up yet, and then he was about to walk into the bedroom in such a silent manner.

Feng Ling pursed his lips, walked in and said, "Don't sleep, have breakfast."

The man's footsteps stopped, and he turned to look at the back of her who had already walked to the dining table: "What breakfast?"

Feng Ling put the breakfast on the table, his voice was flat, but it lacked the indifference of the previous few days: "Buns, fried dough sticks, soy milk, porridge, and a box of side dishes."

Hearing that she had found a little bit of conscience and no longer rejected people thousands of miles away, Li Nanheng turned around calmly and threw the coffee cup back into the kitchen, then turned around and walked back to the dining table, just about to sit down and eat. Feng Ling glanced at him, "Didn't you just wake up? You don't have to wash before eating?"

Li Nanheng: "..." got up, turned around and went back to the bedroom, and started washing for the second time today.

When the man came out after brushing his teeth, Feng Ling had already finished her own portion. When he sat down, she was about to get up, but the man pushed the soy milk on hand to her: "I don't drink this , you help me drink."

Feng Ling looked at him: "I don't have that much appetite."

Li Nanheng glanced at the lunch box in front of her: "You put two buns and two fried dough sticks here for me, and you only ate one fried dough stick and a cup of soy milk. Are you eating cat food?"

Feng Ling: "...I'm not that hungry, just eat a little."

"Drink it." The man decisively pushed the soy milk over to her.

Feng Ling glanced at him, then looked at him again, and saw that the man had already picked up the buns and started eating. The man's eating movements were very nice, not the kind of overly contrived elegance, but he wasn't gobbling it up either. In short, he was that kind of man. smell.

She had no choice but to take the soy milk and insert the straw, and took another two sips.

"What are you thinking?" Li Nanheng looked at her while eating, with a meaningful smile in his eyes: "When I first woke up, I didn't notice that you went out, let an injured person like you go out to buy breakfast, didn't you?" I have trained you to be too self-reliant for so many years, and I don't give others a chance to enjoy being relied on."

Feng Ling only drank soy milk and didn't speak.

She thought again of the young couple who had just seen downstairs arguing.

Like that girl, she is too used to being bored by herself and not bothering others. When she really encounters something, she is alone in her heart, and she is unwilling to say a word to others.

But if a person is willing to pay for her and help her bear everything, but she often rejects people thousands of miles away for various reasons, is she really too much?

Li Nanheng didn't express his dissatisfaction and anger like that man, but that time he whispered in her ear to let her remember what she said.

And his various indifference and passing by later can show that he is really angry.

What are you angry about?

Just because she doesn't understand his heart?

"I woke up early and couldn't fall asleep, so I went downstairs for a walk. The breakfast I bought along the way was not as complicated as you think." Feng Ling said lightly, but his eyes were on the man who was eating, and he held back. After a long time, I finally choked out a sentence: "Is it delicious?"

It was the first time in a long time that I heard Feng Ling take the initiative to ask something, even if it was only three short words.

The smile in Li Nanheng's eyes became stronger in an instant, and he bit into half of the bun in one bite, chewed it, and swallowed it.

With a loud smile: "It's delicious."

Feng Ling: "..."

Why did others say that this man Li Nanheng was too cold in front of them, but when she looked at him, she always felt that this man was like a fool.

The key is to smile while looking at her, as if what you eat is not a bun, but a golden lump.

Feng Ling stopped looking at him, and continued to drink her soy milk, but at this moment, his eyes glanced at the fitness area opposite the hotel by the river, and then looked away, then suddenly turned his eyes to look in that direction again Look, and at the same time glance at his mobile phone on the dining table.

Strange.

When she was downstairs, there were people selling things there so early in the morning. How long has it been since that stall disappeared?

Is it sold out?

No, I just saw that there are still a lot, and it is so early in the morning, few people will buy things, it is impossible to sell so fast.

It didn't take more than half an hour to add up, and the stall disappeared?

Feng Ling looked in that direction thoughtfully, Li Nanheng glanced that way because of her gaze, and realized where Feng Ling was paying attention, he suddenly coughed, raised his hand and said, "Give me the soy milk For a moment, I choked."

"Ah?" Feng Ling hadn't recovered yet, but turned to look at him. Seeing the man's expression that seemed to be choking, he subconsciously handed him the unfinished soy milk.

I saw the man took her soy milk, then directly used the straw she had just used, and took a big sip. When she realized that the straw was used by her, the man had already taken a few sips.

Feng Ling's attention was also completely drawn by the straw. She had a sullen expression, thinking that it's not like she hadn't been kissed before, and the same straw was fine. In the past, when everyone in the base was a man, she used the same straw. Cups and the like are not so hypocritical.

But how do you look at it now, does it feel like it's too intimate and ambiguous, and it's too much not to treat people as outsiders.

But she didn't say this kind of thing, but when the man returned the soy milk to her again, she hesitated for a moment, don't drink it, it's so tender and wasteful, there is still half a cup, drink it, it seems...

After hesitating for a while, she still lowered her head and continued to drink, but this time she lowered her head lower when drinking, as if she was afraid that the man would see her troubled expression.

Seeing her expression of not avoiding suspicion but a little entangled, Li Nanheng held back a smile, glanced at the phone she had just replaced with a new phone case, and the corners of her mouth curved upward without a trace.

"Where did you buy this breakfast? It tastes good. I'll buy two more tomorrow morning." The man was at a loss for words.

Feng Ling drank with a muffled head and said, "No need, I know which one it is from. I'll just go buy it tomorrow."