Chapter 878: There Are Wind Chimes in the South, and Hengmu in the North (One Hundred and Forty-One)

The sky was getting darker, and the wind and snow outside were getting bigger and bigger. Fortunately, the stability and warmth of the tent were very strong, and it was not affected at all.

Feng Ling put the meat they had left over on it and re-roasted it for a minute, which was regarded as heating it up, and then put them one by one on Li Nanheng's plate.

After picking it up, I only kept a few pieces and ate a few bites. I was about to put down the plate, but found that the side next to it hadn't been moved.

In a blink of an eye, she looked at Li Nanheng who had been sitting quietly but didn't eat: "Boss, why don't you eat?"

"I've been driving for a day, I don't have any appetite." The man said, and put the plate of meat in front of her: "You eat."

Sanpang Dabin and a few others: "..."

Is this the scene of large male male dog food?

"Hey, Boss, it's almost nine o'clock now, I'm going back to the tent next door first, you and Feng Ling eat first."

After one of them finished speaking, the others found their own reasons, and within a few minutes, they all left.

Feng Ling looked at a few grilled shrimps on the oven, then looked at the plate in front of him, picked up a piece of meat, put it in his mouth and ate it, then turned his eyes to the man sitting next to him : "Boss, I usually don't eat much meat, and I can't eat this much. It's very cold here, especially in the middle of the night. If you don't eat something, your cold resistance will be poor. You should eat some meat." Bar."

Seeing that she really didn't have much appetite, Li Nanheng reached out and took the chopsticks in her hand, and then took the plate. After eating about five or six pieces of meat with her chopsticks, he put the chopsticks and plate back in her hand.

Feng Ling: "..."

"Eat up." He glanced at the few pieces of meat left inside.

Feng Ling looked at the chopsticks he had just used, thought for a while, put the chopsticks down, and was about to go to the side to get a new pair of chopsticks, but hesitated for a while, and there were only a few yuan left, and it seemed that it would be too expensive to take another pair of chopsticks specially. It's not necessary, and the boss's informal appearance is the real man, and she also regards herself as a man, so there is no need to be too much about it.

So she picked up the chopsticks just now, picked up the shrimp from the oven while eating, and put it on another plate in front of him.

This time Li Nanheng did not refuse, and went directly to peel the shrimps. Just as Feng Ling ate all the pieces of meat on the plate and was about to put down the plate, suddenly, a few peeled shrimps were suddenly thrown over, just as they landed. Right in the middle of the plate.

"Eat those too.

After finishing speaking, the man got up straight away and went to find water to extinguish the charcoal that was almost burned out in the stove.

Feng Ling didn't speak, just watched the man get up to tidy up the oven, and silently ate the shrimp.

Seeing her sitting there obediently eating, Li Nanheng was in a good mood and went straight to work, took out the oven that had been turned off to cool down soon, and went to clean up the things on the ground.

Seeing the boss who took the initiative to attack, Feng Ling got up silently again to help clean up together.

It wasn't until the tent was cleaned up and Li Nanheng walked in that Feng Ling realized a very serious problem.

"Boss, are you going to live on this snow mountain tonight?"

Li Nanheng casually brushed off the snow from his body, and at the same time cast a cold glance at her with nonsense eyes.

Feng Ling immediately glanced at the tent next door: "It's warmer in a tent with a lot of people. Try to squeeze in a way, and you should be able to make a bed. I'll go tell them and ask them to prepare a quilt for you."

After saying that, Feng Ling was about to go out.

But Li Nanheng glanced at her coldly: "Isn't there a place in your tent?"

"..."

really.

It is still inevitable to live with her.

Feng Ling's eyes were slightly worried, and he looked at the suitcase under the bed.

"Boss, I'll get you a folding bed." Feng Ling said and wanted to go out again.

"Remove those things on your bed, it will save you more effort than running to find a folding bed. A bed with a width of 1.5 meters can't sleep two people?"

Feng Ling's footsteps stopped abruptly.

In a blink of an eye, she saw that Li Nanheng had already walked to the bedside, reaching out to remove the things she had piled up beside the bed.

Her heart skipped a beat, and the chest cloth was in the suitcase, but the things she put next to the bed seemed to have the aunt's towel she put inside.

"Boss!" Feng Ling suddenly rushed over quickly, rushed forward and hugged the things on the bed directly: "I will collect my things by myself, boss, stand by and wait for a while, and put them away right away." .”

Li Nanheng looked at her rare active and enthusiastic look, raised his stern eyebrows, and took a step back to save face.

While Feng Ling carried all the things on the bed and put them on the table, he secretly scolded himself for not thinking of putting the aunt's towel under the bed. Touching her things, but she didn't expect Boss Li to come suddenly, and even live here and sleep on her bed.

She hadn't even said the words of refusing to sleep in a bed just now, and she was directly distracted.

After putting the things away, he looked up and saw Li Nanheng who had already sat on the bed and took off his coat casually. Feng Ling lowered his head with a headache, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

"Headache? Uncomfortable?" The man's voice came suddenly.

She put down the hand that was caressing her forehead suddenly: "No, my forehead was itchy just now, so I scratched it."

As she said that, she stood up, because she was going back and forth to deliver things outside the tent just now, she was still wearing the thick winter clothes, and her movements were a little clumsy.

In a blink of an eye, he saw that Li Nanheng had already taken off to the point where he was only wearing a black T-shirt, and his slim waist under the T-shirt looked inexplicably wanting to commit a crime. Feng Ling turned his eyes and looked outside again.

"I heard from Sanpang that although this place is cold, there is snow all over the ground. It is very convenient to melt it into water and then boil it and put it on it for showering, so it does not affect washing. You don't mind taking a shower here?" Although the man said so, he stood up straight away and walked to a separated place in the farthest corner of the tent.

There was a simple bathroom, because it was used by Feng Ling herself, so she kept it very clean, and there were all kinds of toiletries, everything was missing.

When the man walked in, he could vaguely smell the fragrance of shower gel inside, which was very similar to the smell of Feng Ling.

He took off his shirt, and went out to find a towel, but he saw Feng Ling lying on the ground next to the bed, trying to touch the suitcase under the bed, as if he was in a hurry and struggling.

Seeing her lying on the ground, Li Nanheng glanced at the suitcase in her hand, and frowned: "What are you doing?"