Chapter 1246: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (Five Hundred and Nine)

Li Nanheng, it's enough to keep you alone, but you still let me raise pigs?

There was nothing wrong with the second half of this sentence, but the first half made Li Nanheng's eyebrows twitch, and he stopped the movement of splashing water on his body.

Then he suddenly smiled meaningfully and looked at her: "Come here."

Seeing the man's dangerously smiling eyes, Feng Ling's fingers were still hooking the little wild boar's front hooves. Hearing the little piggy's howling, he said resolutely and decisively, "No."

Li Nanheng immediately looked at her sideways, Feng Ling continued to tease the little wild boar that had been crying anxiously, and was about to help it untie the rope, but at this moment Li Nanheng came up from the stream.

The man's upper body was bare, and the trouser legs of his lower body were also wet, but it didn't affect the man's sense of handsomeness at all. He just walked over and said, "If you dare to let her go, if you don't roast her tonight, I'll put you Grilled and eaten."

Feng Ling's subordinates paused, and gave him a blank look: "Even if I brought a bunch of wild boar meat and put it in front of you, you still have to eat me if you want to eat me, as if you let me be safe one night. It’s like falling asleep on the bed safely.”

As she spoke, she pointed to the little wild boar again: "And it's too small, it looks like it's been born for less than half a month. If you want to eat fresh and tender meat, you can count the size. This kind of meat is not fresh and tender. , but it’s too tender, it’s not tasty at all.”

Li Nanheng looked at her condescendingly, squinted his eyes and said: "Then do as I said, raise it first, and then eat it when it grows up."

The corner of Feng Ling's mouth twitched: "There is no shortage of food at ordinary times. Why do you have to raise it? Even if human beings live at the top of the food chain, if you raise it yourself, you will have feelings. How can you eat it?"

"If you don't eat it, you can keep it. It happens that there is a living thing around you, which can relieve your boredom at ordinary times."

"...Are there still few living creatures in this jungle? Why don't I catch a few non-poisonous snakes and raise them later, and let them sleep cross-legged under our bed every day?"

Li Nanheng snorted, leaned down and held her chin, and kissed her firmly on the lips directly and decisively. When Feng Ling was so kissed that he was dizzy and almost sat on the ground, he said in a hoarse voice: "Whatever you want, if you If you like such excitement, I will accompany you."

Stimulate?

"..."

Is this the thrill of keeping a snake under your bed?

Just thinking about it gives me a chill!

Feng Ling quickly slapped his hand away: "I don't want to! It's enough to keep one of you, and I won't keep the others. Let this little wild boar go, and we will eat others."

Seeing that she insisted on letting go, the man had no objection.

Feng Ling quickly let go of the little wild boar's front hooves, and the little thing screamed twice, turned around very quickly and jumped a long way, the speed of this thing is not like that of poultry, Wild boars are naturally fast. The reason why Feng Ling's skills are fast is because he had to be fast in order to eat in the jungle when he was a child, otherwise he would not be able to catch anything.

"You don't want to wash it anymore?" Seeing that the man didn't take the little wild boar seriously at all, she raised her hand to block it, "I'm covered in sweat!"

Li Nanheng laughed, remembering that he had been busy for a long time in the morning, sweating all over his body, her body was clean and exuding a fresh smell, he kissed her lips again, but this time it was just a taste of it, no more Too deep, and instead went directly back to Qingxi to take a bath.

This clear stream is very shallow, with a depth of only a dozen centimeters in many places. The deepest place is where he is standing now, but it is barely higher than the man's waist. The man stands there, leaning back on the bank in a leisurely posture. He picked up a root of grass in his mouth and dangled it.

Feng Ling looked at it for a while, then walked over, picked up the water and deliberately splashed it on his head, the man didn't hide, he just asked with a teasing smile, "Why? Want to help your husband take a bath with your own hands?"

Whether her husband is not her husband, Feng Ling has never had the nerve to call out her husband in a serious way.

This man is on the lips of his little wife and daughter-in-law every day.

And she leaned in his arms these nights before going to bed and questioned him, the reason why Li Nanheng never explained to her about marrying Yiguanzhong was that

It was because the Feng and Li families had an agreement that no one would be allowed to know that the Li family had married the Feng family's tomb within three years. Let others spread gossip, so you must abide by this three-year agreement, not to marry other women within three years, and not to explain this inexplicable marriage.

But this kind of agreement was just a verbal agreement between the two families, and it was not a real marriage, and for Li Nanheng, what she married was just a few clothes she wore when she was a child.

But he shamelessly called his little daughter-in-law all day long, as if she belonged to him completely and completely.

She flicked the water on his head again, and looked at some old wounds on the man's back that were not too obvious but could be seen. These not so obvious scars were not ugly on his body, a man , is the man who came out of the XI base again. It is absolutely impossible that there are not many old scars on his body. People do not live in a fairy tale world. No one is perfect and invincible. Occasional injuries are inevitable.

Just that gunshot wound on the back of his shoulder...

Feng Ling stroked his hand to the location of his gunshot wound. He used a dagger to help him take out the bullet here. At that time, the man was sweating in pain but kept silent. He was protecting her in his arms in Boston He blocked the bullet for her, and later... He was obviously weak like that, but he still raised his gun and appeared when she was almost besieged, like a god descending.

Her fingers were caressing there for a long time, the man saw that her hand was not leaving there, rubbing it lightly repeatedly, knowing what she was thinking, he raised his hand and pressed her hand there: "If you want to help me take a bath, come down Let's wash together, don't secretly take advantage of me later."

"Who took advantage of you?" Feng Ling patted his hand again, and at the same time lowered his head on the bank behind him to look at the grass in his mouth: "You haven't smoked since you came here, Are you addicted to cigarettes?"

The man didn't answer directly, but just leaned back casually, squinted at the fine light that was sprinkled from the dense leaves above, and responded so shallowly: "En."

"I see there are several boxes in the travel bag you brought, but why haven't you smoked?"

The man pursed his lips lightly, still leaning there and said leisurely: "It's not safe to smoke in the jungle, and... after all, this place is where you lived when you were a child. It's too clean and has too many memories of you. Pollution from foreign things, even second-hand smoke released.”