Chapter 1177: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (Four Hundred and Forty)

"Don't let go." Li Nanheng didn't lower his voice, but calmly held her hand even tighter.

Feng Ling was so angry that he wished he could directly breathe that piece of uneaten chocolate cake into his face.

Mrs. Feng looked at the two of them who were clearly flirting. Although she was reluctant to get up and leave now, she still insisted on asking more questions and confirming something accurately, but she could also feel that I realized that I was a bit of an eyesore for the time being, so I stood up and said, "Sit down first, I'll go to the bathroom."

Feng Ling hurriedly nodded politely to Mrs. Feng.

After Mrs. Feng turned around and walked away, the man next to her lifted her hand up with the strength of her hand. She put her hand on the table, and he continued to hold her hand on the back of her hand, She withdrew her hand, and he only moved his knuckles slightly, holding her wrist, not letting her avoid too far.

"Isn't your attitude good before?" The man sat very close to her, even if he didn't intentionally bring his voice closer, but when he spoke, his voice was still as if it was close to her ear.

Of course Feng Ling wanted to maintain a good attitude and talk to him, but the man's grandiose attitude in front of Mrs. Feng just now was obviously not taken seriously by others.

It's too, arrogant, Zhang, too!

Her arrogance made her... her heart beat wildly.

The man pulled her hand back and put it on his lap stubbornly. He seemed to like her leaning slightly in his arms, and then put her hand lightly on his lap, which was similar to leaning on her. action-like.

"I thought you had already figured out how to treat me well these days after you came back from Cambodia, but in the end..." Li Nanheng raised his eyebrows vaguely, and then glanced at her body that was forcibly held on his lap by him. Hand: "This is how you think about how to deal with our relationship after you figured it out that day, after you came back and been busy for a few days?"

Feng Ling paused, then suddenly withdrew his hand from under his palm, and said nothing in a muffled voice.

Of course, it is impossible for Mrs. Feng to really go to the bathroom. She hasn't come back yet. She probably doesn't want to leave early, but she also doesn't want to affect their young people's relationship here. So after going for a long time, there are only the two of them on the table for a while. people.

Feng Ling also sorted out his mood during this moment of silence, and suddenly he just kept silent.

There was a silence in the air.

"What are you thinking about?" Li Nanheng didn't touch her again, but just stroked the empty coffee cup on the table with one hand.

Feng Ling felt that this was not a suitable place to say that kind of thing, and Mrs. Feng might come over at any time.

But when the words came to his lips, he saw the man sitting next to him patiently. Even though he knew that that was Mrs. Feng just now, he unexpectedly exposed the relationship between them in no uncertain terms, and even found the slightest bit for him. Not given a chance to retreat.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Mrs. Feng hadn't come out yet, the man's arm on the back of the chair behind her was almost directly around her shoulder.

She suddenly turned her face, looked straight into his eyes and said, "Li Nanheng, let's find a time and date."

Li Nanheng just took a glass of light lemonade from a passer-by waiter, took a sip, and almost spit it out, and coughed again and again. What did you just say? A date?"

"I've thought about it, since I can't escape, I can't escape, and I'm destined to be entangled with you like this, then I might as well face up to your position in my heart..." Feng Ling tried to make his voice sound calm Calm, calmer, calmer: "The entanglement in the base at the beginning has been going on for several years now, and it's time to put it on the table."

Seeing that she wanted to face it calmly, Li Nanheng smiled nonchalantly: "So? What do you mean by putting it on the table, are you going to officially be my woman?"

"..." Originally, Feng Ling wanted to correct him, and wanted to say that it was his girlfriend.

But the words choked in his throat, and the feeling was inseparable,

It's just the difference between two words and three words, and the real important thing is this man after all.

So the topic in her mouth changed slightly, and it directly changed to: "Don't say anything else, first tell me the truth about what you did to me in the Cambodian camp that night."

Li Nanheng's smile that was about to reach the ears because of her thoughts of trying to get closer to him was slightly startled, and he looked at her eyes that had obviously guessed something...

He coughed, raised his hand into a fist and put it next to his mouth, cleared his throat again, and continued to cough a few times without answering.

"What did you do to me that night?"

"..."

what else can i do

Having been by my side for so many years, I could only watch but not eat. I couldn’t control my little desires and thoughts a few times, and I almost fluttered. In the end, it was either because she was young, or she was too busy because of various emergencies. what to do to her.

It was so hard to start eating meat, but it was delayed for so long because of the Cambodian affairs, and the middle life was still as poor as a monk.

Later, they were finally able to hold her in their arms and sleep together, but she happened to be on her menstrual period.

He still could only watch but not eat. He was indeed a little crazy that night. If he hadn't retained his last sense of reason, he might have been able to do such a goddamn thing as a bloody battle.

It just made her tired all night, and then quietly helped her wash her uncomfortable hands with hot water for a long time, and only let her go after making sure they were clean. The goblin was pushed to the extreme and had to be ruthless.

According to what he did at the time, it was indeed not surprising that she would have some lingering feeling in her hands the next day.

"How about we keep talking about dating?"

"...don't talk about it."

"Isn't the topic you just brought up?"

Mrs. Feng came out of the bathroom, and when she came back, Feng Ling saw her smiling, but her eyes seemed a little red.

This is her, she went to cry in the bathroom alone.

What are you crying for?

I don't seem to have shown too much relationship with the Feng family. Even if Mrs. Feng has some guesses and doubts, she should not be so sure, but she really obviously cried, although I simply patted some powder under the eyes, trying to cover the traces of crying, but even though the skin around the eyes was covered, the eye sockets were still red.

For an elderly woman, it seems that the only thing that can make her happy, the only thing that can make her cry, is all related to Feng Ling.

Feng Ling's views on family affection are very indifferent. Although he really wanted to say something to Mrs. Feng, but because he was not completely sure of his own background, he chose to keep his mouth shut.