Chapter 1204: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (Four Hundred and Sixty-Seven)

Back in the car, Li Nanheng glanced at Feng Ling's expression in the rearview mirror, as if he was putting his hands in his pockets carefully, and curled his lips in satisfaction.

He raised his hand and adjusted the angle of the rearview mirror casually, and then turned to look at her: "It's getting dark, what do you want to eat tonight? Should I finish eating first and then go back to the hotel, or go back to the hotel first?"

Feng Ling came back to his senses: "Ah, whatever."

Li Nanheng reached out and rubbed her soft hair: "What are you doing in a daze, come back to your senses."

Feng Ling had recovered, but he was still a little dazed by the gift that suddenly fell from the sky in his pocket.

I have never confiscated any gifts since I was a child. Usually, everyone in the base can come out to have fun even on festivals or birthdays, but it is strictly forbidden to give each other birthday gifts and other things, so these big men in the base have long been used to it. , I didn’t give anything away, and my feelings were all put in the wine, and I drank as I said.

Later, Feng Ling didn't get too close to anyone in the past few years outside. It seems that Ji Nuan gave her some small things, but she didn't deliberately hang the title of gift, just stuffed into her hands naturally. thing.

So she is really the first time.

The first time is so precious.

Li Nanheng, the boss of the XI base, has broken several cases for her.

She treasured the cold dial gently in her pocket with her hand, until the man stopped the car at the red light and turned to look at her again, she remembered what he just asked, and said directly: "I ate a lot at noon, and I'm still not hungry. It's okay not to eat at night."

"It's not even five o'clock, and I'll still be hungry at night."

"Then..." Feng Ling thought for a while: "Although I have only lived in China for a few months, I still have a deep impression on some delicacies there, especially hot pot. Can I eat hot pot?"

Li Nanheng looked at her, then at the time, and did not answer right away, but suddenly turned the car towards a roundabout in front, and quickly drove to the main road on the left, until it stopped in front of a large supermarket again , while gesturing for her to get off the car, he said: "This is Los Angeles after all. If you want to eat authentic and delicious hot pot in the United States, you need to ask around. What you find may not suit your taste. Let's go buy some meat rolls, vegetables and hot pot. After returning to the wine point, cook hot pot by yourself?"

Feng Ling didn't even know that hot pot could be cooked by himself, so he immediately nodded happily: "Okay."

Seeing her expression of responding immediately, Li Nanheng didn't realize the serious crime of cheating the little girl at all.

There is a famous local hotpot restaurant in Los Angeles nearby. It is opened by a Chinese couple, but it takes a long time to queue up, and it takes at least three or four hours to go back to the hotel from the beginning to the end of the meal.

Now that the sky is dark, a moment in Chunxiao is worth a thousand gold, and he doesn't want to waste a moment outside.

It's better to cook hot pot for her in the hotel room, and hold the little girl into his arms when she is satisfied. Anyway, when she is full, he can start to feed himself well. These three or four hours are so precious, It must only be wasted on the bed and must not be wasted elsewhere.

If you really want to eat, I don't mind taking her out to make up for it tomorrow afternoon.

This time, the goal of shopping in the supermarket was clearer. I bought everything in half an hour and went back to the car. Feng Ling was really not a foodie before, but after living in China for a while, he found that he was very interested in many domestic food. What's more, I'm really worried. Now in the car, when I think of having hot pot when I go back later, I wish I could go to the hotel right away.

After finally arriving at the hotel, Feng Lingdian forgot all the various things that will happen in the hotel tonight, and couldn't care less about being embarrassed, so he took the initiative to get out of the car to help get things, carrying all kinds of things in his hand. Vegetable meat rolls and the like, full of anticipation written on their faces.

Although Li Nanheng couldn't "wait" anymore, he didn't want to let her expectations down. After returning to the room, he asked the hotel staff to bring up the induction cooker and the newly bought pots. After all, he helped her cook the hot pot.

There is no chili in the hot pot, it is not Sichuan style, but that kind of high soup hot pot, but because it is too hot, Feng Ling still eats with red cheeks and sweat on his head, while fanning the red hot pot with his hands. Eat with your mouth.

Seeing that her usually light-colored lips were now red, Li Nanheng became more and more absent-minded when eating, and finally let her sit here to eat alone, and he got up and went directly to the bathroom.

"Where are you going?" Seeing him get up, Feng Ling subconsciously asked, and at the same time, he stuffed a piece of tofu into his mouth.

"Take a shower, you eat first."

Feng Ling nodded again.

It wasn't until the sound of water came from the bathroom that Feng Ling was about to continue picking the chopsticks into the pot before he paused, as if he suddenly remembered that there was still a tough battle to be fought tonight.

Just listening to the sound of dripping water in the bathroom, the hot feeling on her face instantly became hotter. She quickly put down the chopsticks, sat on the chair and thought for a long time, and felt that what she ate right now was covered with blood on her head and body. Sweat, but no matter how big the suite in this hotel is, there is only one bathroom. She must be embarrassed to go in and wash with Li Nanheng, and she is already full, and she won't be able to eat any more in a while, so Sitting here like this, listening to the sound of water in the bathroom that lasted for a while, felt like sitting on pins and needles.

Until Li Nanheng came out after washing, the man walked out of the bathroom wearing a dark blue bathrobe, his thin and cool short hair was still dripping water, the water drops rolled down from the man's chin, submerged into the loose In the half-opened bathrobe, he was about to come over to light a cigarette, and in a blink of an eye, he saw that the induction cooker in front of Feng Ling seemed to have been turned off for a long time. Feng Ling, who was still eating just now, was sitting there thinking about it. What.

The man's pretty eyebrows twitched: "Don't eat?"

"Well, I'm full." When Feng Ling spoke, she didn't even have the nerve to turn her eyes towards him, even though she knew he was wearing a bathrobe.

"Alright, eating too much at night is not easy to digest. If you still want to eat, find time to take you out to eat tomorrow." The man picked up the cigarette case and put it down again, looking at her deeply with his eyes.

Even though the man hadn't said anything or done anything, Feng Ling couldn't resist seeing his eyes that were getting hotter and hotter, and quickly stood up: "I... also take a shower."

Saying that, without waiting for Li Nanheng to speak, he quickly got into the bathroom and closed the door again.

Hearing the sound of her locking the bathroom door behind her back, Li Nanheng curled his lips, raised his hand and casually stroked the hair that was still dripping twice, and then heard the sound of water from inside, and smiled.