Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 1085: The Story of Ling and Heng (348)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

She recalled the cold-shoulder she had endured for several days in order to obtain his signature. She recalled that day on the airplane, when she had chosen to get herself drunk and asleep so that she could avoid spending more than ten hours with him on the airplane. She then recalled that she had never seen him once during her time in Hai Cheng, yet he used his birthday as an excuse to show and had actually gotten drunk to this extent. And he actually needed her to send him home.

Feng Ling lifted her feet and kicked his leg as though to vent her frustration.

Due to her abrupt blow, the man furrowed his brows innocently. He could not stand properly and stumbled forward onto her again, holding her down against the door. His tall and broad-shouldered finger was bent down and as he rested his head on her shoulder, he did not move again.

Feng Ling: "…"

Although Li Nanheng was shameless, he probably was not shameless to this degree.

It seemed like he was really drunk.

After nudging him several more times, Feng Ling discovered that he seemed to be completely dead drunk. She held him up with a dark expression and took two steps back. She pressed the electronic car key in her hand and tugged the door open, shoving him in.

The woman's movements were not gentle; in fact, they were frighteningly rough. After being shoved in, Li Nanheng stumbled slightly. No matter how big the car was, with the man's tall figure, his head still knocked against the other car door as she shoved him in. Feng Ling was mindless of his pain and after stuffing his feet in as well, she directly slammed the door close loudly.

After closing the door, Feng Ling stood outside the black Jeep. This was Li Nanheng's favourite car model.

He wouldn't be staying in Hai City very long, yet he specially bought a car. Was he planning on visiting frequently?

Recently, someone had mentioned that he was flying over frequently to work on the underground arms business he shared with Mr. Mo. She wasn't sure if that was the reason.

However, in that case, what exactly was she managing to hide from by escaping to this unfamiliar place?

Feng Ling stood outside the car door for a long moment and felt the cold temperature. Finally, as her stifled emotions began to dissipate slightly, she pushed open the car door and sat down on the driver's seat. She turned back to see that the man was still in the same position she had pushed him into. He did not move at all.

It seemed like he was really drunk.

She looked away and placed her seatbelt on to drive him to a hotel.

She wasn't sure where he stayed and could only look for a nearby hotel for him to rest.

In any case, she couldn't bring him to her current accommodations. She definitely could not invite the wolf to her home.

Even if this wolf had seemingly turned cold and indifferent in the past few months, he was still a wolf.

Feng Ling drove to the nearest five star hotel. She did not have much understanding of the hotels' star rating system and only felt that this hotel didn't appear too bad from outside. She parked the car in the parking lot and alighted the car. She then opened the door to watch the man laying across the car seat. She reached her hands in and supported him up.

It was at this moment that Feng Ling realized, supporting a man who was completely drunk out of the car was tougher than running with a 150 kilograms weight on her shoulder.

She lifted him up with much difficulty. The man's weight was resting entirely on her shoulders, and as she finally hauled him out of the car, he staggered forward and pressed against her. He allowed her to support him as she pleased. The scent of alcohol was right before her nose. It caused Feng Ling to become slightly frustrated. She locked the car and supported him toward the hotel entrance.

The hotel entrance was not that far away, but the 150 meters distance was harder to cross than a kilometer. The main point was that she really could not identify if he was doing this intentionally or if he was actually drunk. It was as though he was trying to crush her alive with his weight.

As she finally helped him in, the employees in the lobby noticed she was supporting a tall man in and rushed forward to help her.

However, Li Nanheng glanced at them coldly from an angle Feng Ling could not see. At the same time, he wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his head tightly against her neck. His appearance made it clear that, aside from her, he wouldn't allow anyone else's approach.

Feng Ling did not notice his expression. She only felt as though this man was trying to keep her restrained with his arms. She lowered her head to scan him in confusion but could not see his face or his expression. She watched as the employees who originally intended to approach and help suddenly backed away. None of them dared to come close.

Feng Ling found this strange.

Could it be that he had stayed here before? Did these people recognize him and were therefore fearful of touching him?

Feng Ling could not figure out a reasonable answer, but the man was really far too heavy. She brought him to the elevator and said: "Help me get a room first. After I support him to lay down, I'll come downstairs to go through the proper procedure."

"All right. Miss, please wait for a moment." The counter staff noticed the stench of alcohol on the tall and handsome man and smiled in understanding. She called a security officer over to help Feng Ling keep the elevator doors open and reminded her: "Please come downstairs as soon as possible. We'll make this an exception as you seem to be having a hard time, but under normal circumstances, this is not allowed."

"I understand." Feng Ling did not say more and when the elevator doors opened, she rushed to support Li Nanheng in.

The security officer followed them in with a room card in his hand. He brought them up and guided them towards their room.

Feng Ling saw that this was the sixth floor. She held the man up and followed behind the security officer. Finally, as the security officer opened the room door and indicated for her to support the man in, she rushed to haul Li Nanheng, the big burden, in.

The man was pressed tightly against her for almost the entire time. The security officer watched by the side and found it too awkward to offer any help. He backed away and waited for her out by the door.

Feng Ling pressed Li Nanheng down onto the bed with great difficulty and was nudged down by the man's feet. She staggered and fell on top of him, before rushing to sit up. As she watched the unmoving man on the bed, she gritted her teeth darkly and began to search through his clothes. As she finally located his wallet and was about to remove his jacket to retrieve it, the man abruptly lifted his hand and held onto her wrist.

The man's body was slightly heated up from the effects of the alcohol and the temperature of his palm was scalding hot. Feng Ling instantly faltered in her movements and turned to look at him. She was about to scold him for pretending to be drunk, but the man did not open his eyes. He only spoke hoarsely with the taste of alcohol on his breath: "Don't touch as you please… if you touch anymore, there's going to be trouble…"

Feng Ling: "…"

She tugged her hand out and did not take a second glance to see if he was actually drunk. She shoved his jacket open with force and retrieved his wallet. She then took out his identity card and brought her own out as well. She turned to hand it over to the security officer and requested for him to pass it along to the counter staff.