Chapter 1293: There Are Wind Chimes in the South, and Hengmu in the North (Five Hundred and Fifty-Six)

Feng Ling turned around to avoid her hand, his eyes were very calm: "It's just a small wound accidentally scratched on the lamp stand, don't bother Mr. Lao Li, you just need to be responsible for sending me back to New York."

Li Nanheng's eyes paused, his hands hung in the air, he looked at her for a moment, but he didn't let go, but suddenly grabbed her shoulders and pushed her to the nearest sofa by the cabin door to sit down. When trying to break free, the long legs moved forward and directly pressed her legs, and even pressed her shoulders to prevent her from moving. At the same time, he looked back and ordered coldly to the ten base members behind him: "Turn around! Without my order , don't turn back!"

"Yes!" The ten base members who were already very embarrassed turned around quickly.

"What are you doing..." Feng Ling was alarmed by the man's words and actions, struggling hard, but was still firmly held down by the man's pair of iron-like hands, and then the neckline was quickly turned outwards. The wound, which was too serious but also red and obvious, was completely and completely exposed to the man's eyes.

"How did you shave like this?" The man took a look and was sure that what she said just now was true, but he still put his hand on her neck and stroked the slightly reddened part of her wound: "Wait till The place should be disinfected first."

"No need."

If he hadn't appeared suddenly to delay things, her neck would have been sterilized by Mr. Ain now.

Feng Ling didn't bother to say anything, but pushed him again impatiently: "Take your hands away!"

Not only did Li Nanheng not take his hands away, but he took advantage of the posture of pressing her into the sofa seat and even more so, his eyes turned from her neck to her face.

The little woman who was imprisoned and leaned against the sofa had grown a lot of hair, which had already grown beyond her shoulders. Because of her struggling movements, her soft hair was wrapped around her neck. The black and white hair and the skin on her neck became a stark contrast.

In particular, she used to only wear sportswear, but now the clothes on her body are somewhat feminine OL-style professional suits. Although they are not skirts, they are quite feminine, but she is so obviously changing her words on the outside, her eyes are still cold Undue.

The harder she struggled, the heavier the man pressed her down.

The more excited she moved, the more uncontrollable his reaction became.

There's no way, I haven't seen her for too long, and I haven't touched her for too long.

But if he insists on kissing her so forcefully now, Feng Ling might really explode in anger.

Annoyance flashed in Li Nanheng's eyes because of her fluttering under him, and he ordered, "Change the route to Los Angeles."

Feng Ling's struggling movement stopped for an instant: "It's agreed to send me back to New York! What are you taking me to Los Angeles for?"

"If you dare to move again, I will not only take you back to Los Angeles, but also directly strip you here." The man lowered his head, leaned close to her ear, and whispered in a voice that only she could hear: "You know, I, Li Nanheng, can do what I say."

Now Xiao Xu and other people in the cabin have already turned their backs, but it doesn't mean they can't hear the movement behind them.

Feng Ling's face turned pale in an instant, and he stared at him viciously. Li Nanheng's eyes dimmed when he saw her subconsciously biting her lip in anger. God knows how much restraint he needed kiss down.

She didn't move around any more, but her hands were tight on the leather surface of the sofa, and her eyes were full of anger and faint fierceness. It's just that her expression, coupled with her extraordinarily feminine attire, didn't make any difference. Instead of the previous intimidating power, it looks like an angry little beast, making people want to hold her in her arms, stroke her head, and smooth her hair.

Li Nanheng really wanted to do this, but when he was about to hug him, Feng Ling suddenly said, "I won't move around, don't touch me."

Just as the man was about to reach out to hug her, he paused for a moment, then looked down at her like this.

He didn't speak.

Feng Ling looked at him: "I don't move, I don't struggle, and I don't fight with you. You let me go, and we can get together and break up when we get to New York."

Li Nanheng tensed his jaw,

Coldly said: "Good get together and break up?"

Feng Ling subconsciously felt dangerous because of the man's tense voice, she didn't even move on the sofa, and she avoided his eyes and didn't speak.

Seeing her completely rejecting others, even unwilling to talk, Li Nanheng's stern face became darker and darker.

However, the appearance of Feng Ling being forced on the sofa like this really made it impossible for him to continue like this, otherwise it would be really hard to guarantee that he would do something to her. After all, he has been abstinent for so long and has been a vegetarian for nearly two years. Even a monk may not be able to bear it.

He let her go, turned his head and ordered to Xiao Xu who was not far behind him: "Ask someone to bring up her luggage later, and go directly back to Meiganpu."

"Okay, the people we sent have already packed up. When we arrive at the agreed place, we will stop for a while and move them all up."

Li Nanheng's face was still cold, and he looked at Feng Ling who was sitting on the sofa in a blink of an eye, and saw her sitting there, fastening her neckline again, and then pulling her long hair back, frowning with dissatisfaction in his eyes. The appearance of the helicopter.

Helplessness flashed across Li Nanheng's deep, membrane-like eyes, he turned around and walked towards her again.

Seeing him approaching again, Feng Ling's whole body was on alert instantly, and he raised his face and looked at him defensively.

He didn't come closer, just looked at her like this.

Feng Ling just stared at him coldly.

The silent stalemate between the two made Xiao Xu dare not even take a breath.

Until the helicopter began to land slowly again at this time, because the wind was blowing outside, the landing was a little bumpy and unstable. Because of the bumps, Feng Ling withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at him, but closed his eyes and patiently waiting to land.

After the helicopter landed, just as she was about to get up, Li Nanheng's voice sounded: "Ask someone to bring the things up, you don't need to go out and get them yourself."

With her skill, once she leaves the cabin, she will disappear without a trace in an instant. Even if he can catch up, it will definitely take some time.

There is no need to waste time with her here.

Seeing that the last chance to escape was cut off by him, Feng Ling clenched his hands into fists in his cuffs, and when he heard Li Nanheng say deliberately, "In case you accidentally get lost after getting off the plane, I still have to bother to find you." At that time, he sneered angrily, turned his head with a look of disdain, and didn't bother to argue with him.

Until someone came to deliver Feng Ling's luggage, several members of the base in the cabin hurried over to pick it up.

Feng Ling didn't have a lot of luggage before, but during this year in the UK, she was often dragged by Ji Nuan and Xiao Ba to buy things, especially clothes, which took up a whole closet, causing her current luggage to be packed There are two full boxes.

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(It’s the end of the month, the old aunt is begging for a monthly pass~asking for a monthly pass~begging, month, ticket~~~)