Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 1162: The Story of Ling and Heng (425)

When Li Nanheng led Feng Ling back, he found that the little woman didn't look drunk when she was walking, having no difference from when she was sober. If it weren't for the fact that she was strangely obedient now, he would suspect that she was not drunk at all.

From what she knew of him, when she was sober, she would never agree to hold hands with him in public in the camp, let alone be so calm to him after being pissed off by him a few days ago.

Before walking into her room, Li Nanheng held her little hand and asked as he walked, "Feng Ling, may I ask you a question?"

"Yes?"

"Do you like me?"

"Yes."

The man instantly grinned with joy and his mood was so good that he felt as if he was floating in the air. He held back his smile and continued to ask, "How much do you like me?"

"Very much."

"Have you ever felt the same for other men?"

"No."

"If you like me, why do you always avoid me? Can't you give me a smile when you see me?"

"That's because you are bad."

"…?????"

Li Nanheng turned to look at her abruptly. If it weren't for the fact that Feng Ling still let him hold her hand, he would have suspected that she was not drunk at all.

Seeing her eyes tipsy, Li Nanheng resisted the urge to knock her head and asked, "Why do you say that? Am I not good enough to you?"

Feng Ling stopped because of his sudden question and looked at him very seriously.

Being stared at by her so seriously, for some reason, Li Nanheng couldn't help dodging her gaze and continued to walk forward.

Feng Ling followed him.

When they arrived at the door of her room, Li Nanheng was about to push the door in, but Feng Ling suddenly said, "Boss, your room is over there."

Li Nanheng looked at her in surprise. Wasn't she drunk? Why did she still know where his room was?

"Well, let me send you in and I'll leave after staying for a while," he said solemnly.

Feng Ling looked at him suspiciously, but apparently, she temporarily lost the ability to think, so she just looked at him as if not sure whether she should let him in.

When Li Nanheng was about to push the door in, Feng Ling said again, "Boss, you can't enter my room."

"Why?" Li Nanheng raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

Feng Ling also replied solemnly, "I don't allow you."

"Give me a reason."

Feng Ling looked at him for a long while and then said very seriously, "If you enter my room, I am afraid I will not be able to control myself."

What?

She couldn't control herself?

Her words successfully caused Li Nanheng to unscrew the handle on her door decisively and push the door open. There was a smile in his eyes but he looked serious. "What do you mean?"

"I mean…" Feng Ling stared at his hand that had already opened the door, hesitating.

After Li Nanheng pushed the door in, she stood there for a while and then followed in.

Although she said she didn't want him to come in just now, after she followed in, she closed the door behind her subconsciously.

Seeing her habitual movements, Li Nanheng glanced at her calmly, saying innocently, "Feng Ling."

Feng Ling raised her head to look at the tall man who stood so close to her.

The man bowed his head and whispered to her, "Why did you say you couldn't control yourself?"

She didn't speak but just looked at him.

Seeing her standing still, he held out two fingers in front of him. "What's this number?"

Feng Ling blinked her eyes blankly. "Two."

Just when Li Nanheng wanted to say that she was not drunk, the short-haired woman suddenly stepped forward and snapped at the two fingers he raised.

Li Nanheng: "…"

It didn't hurt. She obviously didn't want to bite hard, but when she bit, the tip of her tongue inevitably touched her fingertips, which made his heart itchy.

Li Nanheng didn't take his fingers out but just looked at her and his voice became a little low. "Are you so drunk?"

"No, I'm not drunk," she insisted.

"OK." The man wanted to laugh but didn't.

Feng Ling's capacity for liquor was really poor. It seemed that he couldn't allow her to drink when he was not present. Otherwise, other people would see her like this.

Although she looked really cute when she was drunk, he couldn't let other men see his little wife like this.

His fingers were still in her mouth and looking at her biting him blurry-eyed, he felt obvious changes in his lower body, but after all, this was not a suitable place to make love. Firstly, the sound insulation was not good. Secondly, Ji Nuan and Mo Jingshen were still in danger and they couldn't concentrate. Besides… her period should not be over yet, so he had to resist his desire.

Li Nanheng put his hand down suddenly and Feng Ling took a step back, blinked, and then said aggrievedly, "Boss Li, am I particularly fierce?"

Oh, she was pretty self-aware.

Li Nanheng raised his eyebrows. "No, you are not fierce, you are very cute."

Feng Ling looked innocent. "Cute?"

Li Nanheng couldn't help pinching her cheek gently. "Yes, you're so cute, cuter than any other woman in my eyes."

Feng Ling looked at him blankly. "OK."

"OK?" The man glanced around in her room. There was no restroom and this time, she wouldn't be able to pretend to be a man and pee standing.

However, just when the man was wondering what she would do this time, she suddenly tiptoed and got into his arms. When the man lowered his head to look at her, she suddenly kissed his lips.

Li Nanheng didn't move and his nose was full of the smell of alcohol and her body aroma. He looked in surprise at this woman who took the initiative to kiss him for the first time.