Chapter 1213: There Are Wind Chimes in the South, and Hengmu in the North (Four Hundred and Seventy-Six)
The time has pointed to three o'clock in the afternoon.
Although they didn't intend to inform the base of this matter, the base still heard some rumors from the police. A Feng called specifically to ask if the base should come forward to solve it. He also cared about Feng Ling's situation and confirmed Li Nanheng's situation. The injury was nothing serious, and Feng Ling didn't hang up the phone after his emotions were not affected by the murder, but before hanging up, he still said that Feng Ling was always a member of the base. For this kind of thing, the base can come forward to help her find out the real culprit behind the scenes at any time.
If this matter has nothing to do with Feng Mingzhu, then there is nothing wrong with handing it over to the base.
But now even Feng Ling himself is suspicious of Feng Mingzhu. This matter is related to the Feng family, and she is with the Feng family... Anyway, it's not the right time yet.
Li Nanheng held up the wrist that the doctor came to help him bandage with gauze, and comfortably pillowed it on Feng Ling's leg again.
"Close your eyes and sleep for a while when you're tired." Feng Ling was still rubbing his head with his fingers, and from time to time, he used his fingers to gently relax his temples and around the eyes, so that his headache would be relieved a lot .
At this moment, the hotel staff knocked on the door and brought some ingredients that Feng Ling asked them to help them buy, and also prepared some cooked food from the hotel and sent them over.
Feng Ling went to open the door, thanked him, and took the ingredients into the small kitchen in the suite.
Although the kitchen in the hotel is not big, but fortunately, the seasoning and equipment are very comprehensive. She can support herself in the two years in Boston. She can't say how proficient in cooking, but she will definitely do some things. .
She washed and chopped the fresh ingredients, and kept boiling herbal chicken soup in a pot beside her. This is what she learned from Xiaoba in Haicheng. It tasted good at the time, so she remembered the recipe She turned around and went on to cut some diced beef, and fried two simple side dishes with eggs, vegetables and other ingredients. After making these things, it was not suitable for eating toast sandwiches. She went to talk to the hotel again Asked for some white rice and cooked the rice.
She helped Li Nanheng to sit on the bed, his injured hand was placed on the table beside the bed, and one hand was placed on his own leg, Feng Ling stood by the bed, at the right height, and fed him with rice in a spoon Eat, as well as various soups and stir-fried vegetables, so feed him slowly one bite at a time.
But she was also hungry, so while feeding him, she would occasionally eat a few mouthfuls. Although she prepared chopsticks, sometimes she habitually used a spoon to feed him directly into her mouth. It happened two or three times, but every time she mistakenly put his used spoon into her mouth, she was taken aback for a moment, and when she raised her eyes suddenly, she saw Li Nanheng sitting on the bed with a very happy smile on his face.
In this situation, she didn't have time to be shy or something. She thought very straight, and she had done it before, and it wasn't the first time. No matter how thin-skinned she was, she should have passed the transition period, so she just kept her face. He continued to feed him blankly.
But these all reminded her of the scene when she was injured or hospitalized in front of him. At that time, Li Nanheng often regarded her as the most important thing, and would often stay by her side to take care of her. In the eyes of others, this cold, unreasonable man , but it seems that she has really put into his only passion and patience.
It's just that at that time, she was always a little dumb and didn't respond, and even blindly thought that she should be a man, and that things beyond her control should not happen.
But in the end, he fell to this step step by step without knowing it.
At that time, Li Nanheng was chilled by her, but now Li Nanheng is contented to eat, and he hugged her from the bed, put his arms around her waist and wrapped her in his arms, and continued to let her feed him the medicinal chicken soup Feed the vegetables.
"I think I see many things too simply." Feng Ling lifted the bowl and let him hug her like this, while slowly feeding him soup, he said slowly and hesitantly: "I It's too selfish."
Her hand on the spoon tightened slightly: "Since some things exist,
I may have to face it sooner or later, even if I don't want to face it, but fate doesn't seem to intend for me to live like this forever..."
What she said was ambiguous, and most people might not be able to understand what she meant.
Li Nanheng could hear it.
She was thinking about her life experience, thinking about the Feng family, and thinking about whether she should bravely face things that were already close to the truth.
"But I don't think I would like those... My world is small, and I can't accept so many complicated people and things..."
Before she finished speaking, Li Nanheng suddenly pressed the man heavily into his arms, who was supposed to surround her, and pressed him heavily on his chest.
"Hey, slow down, the soup is about to be spilled." Feng Ling quickly stabilized his hand, and seeing that the soup just flowed down the side of the bowl onto his hand, and hadn't spilled out yet, he quickly broke free from his arms, Pulled a piece of paper from the paper drawer and wiped it on the edge of the bowl. When she turned to look at him again, she saw that Li Nanheng didn't mean to tell her those things at all. She stared, thinking of the man last night. She was still torturing her on the bed. She really loved and hated him. In addition, the Feng family matter was entangled in his heart. When he got emotional, he suddenly opened his mouth and bit his chin hard.
The man was unmoved, until she bit hard, he lifted his uninjured hand to hold the back of her head, lowered his head and rubbed her lips back and forth, patiently and gently, and then pushed her away with the tip of his tongue. Touching her lips, Feng Ling was reluctant to open his mouth, but in the end he was gently pried open by the man, and then he bit her soft lips, kissing deeper and deeper.
After the kiss was over, Feng Ling could feel the man's tenderness and pity from this kiss, and he could feel that he seemed to really know something, but he knew her very well, and he would never mention it if she didn't tell her.
She had also been kissed so much that she couldn't help but put the bowl in her hand on the table next to her, so as not to spill it out. Seeing that her hand was empty, the man even pinched her chin and kissed her for a long time.
When Feng Ling noticed something, he suddenly lowered his head and saw that he had sat on his lap without knowing when, with his arms around his neck, and responded proactively. Although the response was jerky, his lower body was tight because of this posture. The place where they are close together... the man is already obvious...cough...
"You can still..."
She really couldn't say the words "get hard", just the first few words she said out of breath, and she tried her best not to look ashamed when she said it.