Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 1105: The Story of Ling and Heng (368)

Feng Ling continued to sit at this table without moving, and Li Nanheng was still queuing, but the small snacks he bought for her were sent to her and put on the table in front of her quickly.

Feng Ling lowered her head and saw various kinds of jerky and delicious side dishes on the plate, as well as a few kebabs that looked very attractive, a plate of fruit salad, and two bottles of mineral water.

These little snacks made her feel like an ordinary girl.

Ji Nuan said to her last time that eating in such a place would have a special sense of happiness.

Now, Feng Ling also felt that eating in this kind of place would really give a sense of satisfaction, which was a feeling that high-end restaurants couldn't give her.

Li Nanheng lined up there for about 20 minutes and finally brought a bowl of rice noodles.

Feng Ling was surprised to see that this rice noodle was for two people.

At the same time, someone brought two bowls and cutlery. The man returned after buying other food she liked and sat down in front of her.

"Why did you buy such a big pot? I think small portions are better than this," Feng Ling said as she tried to break open the chopsticks.

However, to her surprise, she couldn't even break open the chopsticks because of the wounds on her arms. If she exerted force, the wounds might open again.

Li Nanheng casually took the chopsticks in her hand, helped her break them open, and then handed them to her, saying indifferently, "Didn't you often share a big pot of rice with other members when you were in the base? Didn't you eat with other members on missions? Why do you feel uncomfortable sharing a pot of rice noodles with me?"

Then without waiting for her to explain, he picked up the small bowl in front of her, put some rice noodles in it, and put the bowl in front of her.

Feng Ling: "…"

She said that because she saw that the two-person portion cost 38 yuan, while a single-person portion cost only 15 yuan, and it seemed that the contents were the same, so she thought the large portion was not cost-effective.

But then she realized that eight yuan was nothing to Li Nanheng, so she picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

Drinking some broth of the rice noodles, Feng Ling found that there was a lot of seafood in the soup. She looked back at what was written on the sign of the stall and then found the difference between the large portion and the small portion. There were a lot more ingredients in the large portion.

She didn't pay attention just now.

Then the extra eight yuan was worth it.

She didn't speak anymore but silently clamped the seafood in the soup into the bowl in front of her one by one.

Seeing her silently eating, Li Nanheng asked without a smile, "Didn't you just think it's not worthwhile? Has Miss Feng, who cared about eight yuan so much, finally discovered something good in the soup?"

Feng Ling: "…I didn't pay attention just now."

"Why? Is it delicious? It's so delicious that you don't even want to lift your head? Can't you look at me while speaking?"

"…" Feng Ling raised her eyes to look at him. "Do I have to look at you when I eat?"

"After all, I am treating you to this meal. Don't you think you're impolite not looking at me or talking to me when you eat?"

Feng Ling's eyelid twitched and she took a helpless glance at him.

This meal would cost him one hundred yuan at most. What was wrong with him? Why did he suddenly become so stingy? Was it wrong for her not to look at him at dinner?

She replied in a cold voice, "Why do you have so many demands? I'll treat you to dinner next time, satisfied?"

Li Nanheng stopped eating and looked at her for a moment.

Feng Ling lowered her head and continued to eat her rice noodles seriously.

However, the man suddenly said with a smile, "OK, remember what you said. When will you treat me to dinner?"

"…"

Feng Ling froze and realized that she seemed to be tricked by the man. Now she would have to treat him to a meal.

Li Nanheng pointed to her chin. "There are soup stains."

"…"

Feng Ling was about to take a napkin to wipe her chin when the man had already picked up a napkin and wiped off the soup stain on her chin.

She sat there motionlessly. Watching the man who killed enemies without batting an eye on the battlefield earnestly wiping her chin and mouth with a napkin, she felt that something that she had been trying to exclude from her heart thrust itself back into her heart.

She didn't know what it was.

She only felt her heart was hot.

Abnormally hot.

In the night, the street lights were dim but it was the rush hour for the food court, so there were more and more people.

The two of them sat near the window and could see the dim lights, the busy traffic and crowds outside.

Sitting on the tables were many young couples who came to eat after work, families of three, elderly people, and children. The food court was filled with all kinds of people.

Feng Ling was drinking the soup with a spoon. Li Nanheng didn't eat much rice noodles. He threw a piece of jerky into his mouth, chewing and watching Feng Ling drink the soup.

She squinted at him. "Can you stop looking at me?"

The man smiled naughtily. "I was thinking about how you were like when you were drunk in the hotel the day you first came to Hai City."

Feng Ling froze. She still didn't know what happened from the time she drank a bottle of red wine on the plane to the time she woke up in the hotel that day.

Hearing the man's words, she looked at him again. "What happened to me? What did I say? What did I do?"

The man looked at her meaningfully and didn't say anything. Instead, he deliberately avoided the topic and asked casually, "Now you don't have to pretend to be a man. But why is your hair still so short?"

Feng Ling said, "Long hair is too troublesome. I'm used to short hair."

She seldom paid attention to her appearance and never cared about whether she had any femininity. Anyway, she had short hair since she was a child. She thought short hair was convenient and never planned to keep her hair long.

She thought that Boss Li was reminding her that she was not feminine enough, but when she raised her eyes, she saw Li Nanheng sitting in the crowd and smiling at her. His unfathomable eyes were dark and shiny like stars. He was tall and legged and dressed in a neat black suit and a faint stubble was visible around his chin. He looked like a male full of hormones.