Chapter 985: There Are Wind Chimes in the South, and Hengmu in the North (Two Hundred and Forty-Eight)

After kissing, the man let go of her shoulder and walked away.

Feng Ling was stunned in front of the door for a long time, his face was hot, and then he looked at the closed door in front of him, and stayed alone in front of the door for a long time before he came back to his senses.

Why do you just live here for a few days, somehow feel like an old married couple?

Then she was expecting him to come back sooner...

...

Li family.

Several old men sat together.

"Nan Heng hasn't come back yet?"

"Come on, I'll be back today."

"The matter with the Feng family should also be put on the agenda. The last time something happened with the military, fortunately, the Feng family came forward together, so the military did not dare to be too arrogant. I think the marriage between the two families will be done sooner or later. Didn't Nanheng say at the beginning that he could marry after Mingshou, the second child of the Feng family, was 18 years old. Now he has already passed 18. If he refuses to marry Feng Mingzhu and insists on going this way, then it will be considered a marriage. Even if you are kneeling, you have to marry someone else's clothes back, you can't lose your word, and this time, the Feng family has helped a lot, and we owe him a favor, so we can't keep procrastinating."

"Have you talked to Mrs. Feng and Mrs. Feng? After marrying back the tomb of the second child, I will send her directly to the ancestral hall of the Li family and guard her for three years. After three years, it will not matter. Nanheng can talk about it at will. Marriage is a matter of marriage, otherwise we wouldn't be able to make our Li family so unrepeatable, right? We should marry a daughter-in-law normally!"

"We've talked about it, and the Feng family agreed. They just wanted to find a home for the poor child. Since Nanheng proposed this matter, he must do it. He will keep it for three years, and after three years He can marry any daughter-in-law he wants to come back, but for the past three years, he must be the grandson-in-law of the Feng family in name, and the secret marriage cannot be disclosed to the outside world, and the one who announces to the outside world must also be married. I can't say or explain the reason, but I don't think it's too much to ask for a pure land and dignity for that poor child who has been dead for many years."

"Indeed, and the fact that the commander was killed this time, the Feng family also did a great favor to the Xi base. Nanheng has no reason to refuse, and we have no reason to refuse, so let's make it so."

"Wait for Nan Heng to come back."

...

As the sky was getting darker, Feng Ling cooked a bowl of noodles by herself in the kitchen. In the past few days, her cooking skills have improved a lot. Before, she cooked the noodles until they were almost rotten before she was sure they were cooked. Later, she took out a piece to taste It takes a while to determine whether it is done or not, and now, in fact, I have only cooked it a few times when Li Nanheng was away, and I can pick it up with chopsticks to feel whether it is done.

She just put in some noodle seasoning bought from a convenience store, and it tasted good. Then she took the bowl and went to sit in the living room, turning on the TV and eating while watching.

Until after seven o'clock, after Feng Ling washed the dishes, he took the initiative to pick up the mop to clean the room and the floor. Although there are regular aunts who come to clean here every few days, she will get used to it when she lives here. Sexual cleaning.

The phone suddenly rang on the sofa, she walked over to pick it up and saw that it was Qiao Fei calling, she hesitated before answering: "Brother Qiao?"

"Come out and sit down?" Qiao Fei's voice was still low and hoarse, and there seemed to be the sound of a car next to the voice.

Feng Ling glanced at the time: "Didn't I say that after leaving the xi base,

Don't ever see you again, I've already done you a favor once, Brother Qiao, I remember you are a very measured person. "

After a while of silence over there, he said, "I'm just downstairs from your apartment."

Feng Ling was surprised, turned around and walked to the French windows, opened the window and went out, looked down, and saw a lot of cars on the parking lot and parking lot downstairs, the distance between the ten floors was neither high nor low, but it happened to be within walking distance. Take a good look at the headlights of a Bentley blinking on the pad.

After seeing the car, she said to the mobile phone: "You go back, you shouldn't see each other in public or private, Brother Qiao, don't tell me you drank too much again."

"Well, you guessed it right. I just drank some wine and I have some in the car. Would you like to come down and drink two bottles with me?"

"You know that I don't drink well, and you shouldn't come to me if you want to find someone to accompany you."

"Just looking for you."

"..." Feng Ling was speechless: "

I hung up. "

"Feng Ling, I drank alcohol and couldn't drive back. Take me back again?"

The corner of Feng Ling's mouth twitched: "Do you think I will be fooled again?"

Qiao Fei laughed lightly over there: "Are you smart?"

Li Nanheng said that he was very routine, and now she also found that Qiao Fei was really very routine, and those vulgar methods of courting girls were really shameless to use on her, bullying her didn't understand anything, right?

"If you can't drive, I'll call and get a driver for you."

"I just want to drink with you, not a substitute driver."

Judging from his tone, he should be really drunk.

Isn't the matter at the banquet still unresolved? Are you still forced to marry? Or is there something else?

Feng Ling didn't ask much, and since the police intervened in the matter that day, there were only a dozen or twenty underworld elements.

And with Qiao Fei here, it must have been resolved.

So she didn't even have anything to ask.

"I'm asleep, Brother Qiao drove back by himself and be careful."

After finishing speaking, she directly hung up the phone, pressed the switch button again, turned around and walked back to the window, and threw the phone on the sofa.

After an hour of exercise time and bath time, it was already past nine o'clock at night when I was ready to go to bed after everything was done.

Feng Ling returned to the bedroom and was about to close the curtains. The window on this side happened to be in the same direction as the balcony. When he lowered his head, he could see that the car on the parking lot hadn't left yet.

It's just that the headlights in front of the car didn't continue to flash, and it stopped there quietly.

Feng Ling took a few silent glances, and then directly closed the curtains.

After lying down, I didn't bother to get the phone that was turned off on the sofa. I just looked at the chandelier above it for a long time, thought about it, got up and opened the curtains and looked down. The car was still parked there.

He only urged him to go back on the phone, and he had already said it very clearly, so he still said he would not listen?

I clearly said it last time, and it won't be common again in the future. It's just a favor once.

The people at the xi base have always said one thing and another, and they will never regret it afterwards.

What is he?

Feng Ling got up, put on his clothes, picked up his coat and went out.

After going downstairs to the parking lot, he walked directly to the side of the Bentley. There were no lights around here. The street lights and illuminated park decorations in the apartment complex were also a little far away from this location, and it was pitch black.

She stepped forward and knocked on the window on the driver's side. Want to chat with more like-minded people about "The Warm Wind Is Not as Deep as Your Love", follow "You Du Literature" on WeChat to read novels, chat about life, and find friends~