Chapter 973: There Are Wind Chimes in the South, and Hengmu in the North (Two Hundred and Thirty-Six)

Open another bag, two pairs of shoes.

Flat shoes, a pair of white sneakers, and a pair of more casual black canvas shoes, no matter what kind of clothes you wear, they are better matched.

Also for women.

Then I opened the other bags. There were no clothes that were too girly. Most of them were sportswear that she usually wore very much. There is a big gap between the men's style and the men's style she wears. The men's style is straight down, while the women's style has curvature on the chest and waist.

The colors are also chosen in a very plain and clean style, which is the style and color she can accept.

If these clothes were skirts or the like, Feng Ling would immediately run out and chase the people from the noodle shop back, throwing the things back into their hands, and would never accept them.

Looking at these clothes, the corners of Feng Ling's mouth turned up slightly, and he casually picked up the two bottom bags and opened them.

The moment he opened it, the smile on his face stagnated for an instant, and the corners of his mouth trembled instantly.

What's this?

She took a look at a pink lingerie, looked at the two cups that seemed to fit well on her, and then looked down at her front body that was no longer wrapped in a bra...

Feng Ling directly opened the other bottom bag.

Sure enough, another piece of lingerie.

One black and one pink, he asked people from the mall to send at least two sets of everything, are these reserved for her to change and wash?

Women's sportswear and sneakers are fine, and slightly feminine pajamas and pajamas are fine. Anyway, she can accept anything other than a nightdress, but this underwear

She was already used to wearing a corset, and she had never touched it except once when she deliberately "dressed" as a woman in a bar.

It's so bright now...

Feng Ling's face couldn't stop getting hot, he stuffed everything back into the bag, turned around and went back to the bedroom without taking anything.

At night, when Li Nanheng came out from work, he saw all the things piled up on the sofa, and then glanced at the closed door opposite him, and walked over to knock on the door.

After knocking for a while, there was no movement, the man said calmly outside the door: "Do you want me to open the door directly with the key?"

After a moment of silence, there were footsteps, and then the door was opened. Feng Ling held a razor in his hand that he didn't know when he found it in his bedroom, and his expression was a little embarrassed.

Li Nanheng looked at the things in her hand, and then at her: "What are you going to do?"

"My hair has grown a lot, and I want to shorten it. Didn't you say that you often shave yourself? I also want to try and see if I can shave it into a flat head." Feng Ling took the razor from his hand as he spoke. Get up: "Is this charging? Is it out of battery? Why can't I do it?"

Li Nanheng looked at her serious expression that she really wanted to shave her hair. Without changing her expression, she directly raised her hand and took the razor back. After changing hands, she threw it directly on the sofa not far behind her. The razor rolled down on the sofa. On the carpet, there was a muffled sound.

"Why shave your head? It's just below your ears. There's no need to shave it." Li Nanheng said and glanced at her clothes again: "Didn't I buy pajamas for you? What are you doing wearing this set?"

Feng Ling was still wearing the same clothes she had when she lived here,

It's his home clothes.

However, she obviously wore an extra vest underneath now, and she was no longer in a vacuum state where she was unprepared because of lack of clothes.

"You'd better ask the people in the mall to take those things back, I don't wear them." Feng Ling raised his hands and pulled his hair: "Boss, gender is actually just a concept. I have regarded myself as a Men, I'm used to it, but I can't get used to wearing women's clothing even if you ask me to wear it now."

Li Nanheng snorted: "I didn't force you to wear things that you can't get used to for a while, they are all sports styles you like. If you don't like them, you can take them out tomorrow morning and throw them away. You don't need to send them back."

Feng Ling: "..."

The man looked at her indifferently again: "Are you planning to be a man for the rest of your life?"

Feng Ling

Looking back at him: "I don't know, I don't have any concept. I lived with wolves when I was a child, and after being brought out by others, I only know how to protect myself, and I don't understand anything else."

"I just want to ask you, if you want to be a man, do you want to try to turn back into a woman and live like a normal seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl?"

What does a normal girl look like at seventeen or eighteen?

her?

can she

Li Nanheng raised his hand and touched her head: "Don't shave your hair anymore. Many boys also like to have long hair. You don't need to deliberately make it short to hide yourself. Everyone who knows already knows it, but I don't know Sooner or later, everyone will know that the price of using hair as a cover-up may have been worth it before, but it is not worth it now."

Feng Ling didn't speak again.

"I'll give you one night to think about whether you want to persevere and be a man, or return to the life that a normal girl should have. I can help you with whatever you want. Make up your own mind."

Feng Ling didn't quite understand the meaning of his words, but just looked at him blankly.

Can he help her with whatever she wants?

Even if he might want to live like a man forever?

Seeing the man's eyes, Feng Ling didn't answer immediately, but looked in the direction outside the door again.

Li Nanheng went out, also glanced at the bags piled up on the sofa, and then looked back at her who had already walked out the door: "Take these first, the cabinet in your bedroom is empty, put them all in, someday If you want to wear it, there are at least a few more that you can wear."

After all, the man didn't say any more, and went straight into the study.

The door of the study room was not closed. Feng Ling knew that Boss Li was usually in the study room busy talking with people in the base lobby or transferring documents. There was a computer inside, and he had to deal with some emergencies in the base and the Li Group at any time.

Feng Ling came out and stood by the sofa looking at those things. After all, he still didn't want to be so ashamed of Boss Li's kindness to him. Judging from the style of the clothes he asked someone to send, he knew that he was actually slowing her down. Instead of buying a skirt and forcing her to wear it.

She took those things back to the bedroom one by one, making very little movement when she walked back and forth, so as not to disturb Boss Li. She didn't close the door quietly until the last bag was moved, and put the things in the bag in order. When he was in the closet, he was holding the pink underwear in his hand and was about to put it in when he suddenly stopped.

Feng Ling looked at the underwear in his hand that even fit the cup size, and he didn't need to think about how Li Nanheng knew her size.

That kiss in the bar, when he raised his hand and touched it... and touched it for a long time...