Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 1211: The Story of Ling and Heng (474)

She only knew that Li Nanheng liked her, or even loved her, but she didn't know that he actually loved her so much.

After wiping his body for him, she looked at the expressionless man and remembered that the doctor said that he had a slight concussion.

She could see that he had some headache, although he looked deadpan.

After examining his wounds, she put the towel aside, carefully helped him to sit up, and then put his head on her thigh.

Li Nanheng was about to get up, but she stopped him. "Don't move!"

She was a bit angry for his almost suicidal behavior, so she said to him in a commanding tone as if he was really her assistant drillmaster.

Li Nanheng sighed and took a look at her. "I'm fine."

Feng Ling put her hand on his head gently. She was slowly massaging his temple and head, trying to relieve his headache.

Li Nanheng closed his eyes comfortably, turned his head slightly, and leaned against her lower abdomen. Since he couldn't refuse it, he would just enjoy it.

"Does it hurt?" Feng Ling was afraid of hurting him and asked in a low voice, glancing at his hand wrapped in a white gauze.

But the man suddenly lifted the injured hand and pulled her head down. Afraid of hurting him, she didn't struggle, and the moment her head was pulled down, he kissed her on the lips.

After the kiss, he let go of her, and Feng Ling stiffened for a while and continued to massage him, gnashing his teeth and warning him, "Don't move anymore! I know you have a headache!"

She remembered she once had a slight concussion in a mission. Although she recovered in a few days, she had a headache and nausea every day for the first few days and didn't want to move at all.

"I'm not that fragile. Why are you so nervous?" Satisfied, Li Nanheng no longer moved, resting his head on her lap, looking up at her. "Tell me, what happened just now?"

Feng Ling took out her cell phone and showed it to him. "I got this message from a strange phone number. I thought it was a new number of one of my friends, but I was still suspicious. However, the person behind arranged a drunkard to distract me, which worked and I didn't pay attention to that SUV."

Indeed, if Feng Ling was vigilant enough, with her own agility, she could avoid it by herself.

But she was distracted by that drunkard. No matter how fast her reaction speed was, she couldn't be as fast as a car. If it weren't for Li Nanheng, she would have been knocked flying and probably been killed.

Being massaged by her, Li Nanheng felt very comfortable. He closed his eyes and said lightly, "Have you ever offended anyone outside the base?"

"No, you know me. I never cause trouble and don't talk much to strangers. How is it possible for me to offend anyone? I'm only on bad terms with the members of Team Three, but I don't think they will do this to me."

Li Nanheng was silent for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Feng Ling, who was still earnestly massaging him.

If she didn't offend anyone, then it must be that her existence threatened someone or their interests.

She even handed over all his bank cards to him and barely left the base. How could she have a dispute of interest with anyone? The only one that could be threatened by her existence was Feng Mingzhu no matter in inheritance rights or love affair.

Although Li Nanheng was only guessing, considering what Feng Mingzhu had done, this possibility was not low, especially given that what Feng Mingzhu did had been exposed, she was very likely to go to extremes.

He raised his other uninjured hand and touched Feng Ling's face. "Okay, no more massage."

Feng Ling didn't stop but continued to massage him, trying to make him more comfortable.

The man smiled. "Are you moved by me? I thought your heart was made of iron and you didn't know how much I cared about you."

Feng Ling felt a bit embarrassed, massaging his head and turning her eyes out of the window. At the same time, she said in a low voice, "What are you talking about? If my heart is made of iron, I wouldn't have come out of the base with you, OK?"

Li Nanheng burst into laughter. If it weren't for the fact that he had no strength now, he would have stood up and pressed her under him, kissed her, hugged her, and… had sex with her a few more times.

After massaging for a while longer, Feng Ling thought that the man was asleep but suddenly heard him say, "Today is just the beginning. The person behind seems to know you well and even knows that you are in this hotel now. You're probably being shadowed. Don't come out again when you return to the base tomorrow. Pay more attention to the people around you. As for the people outside, beware of Feng Mingzhu."

Hearing the name 'Feng Mingzhu,' Feng Ling did not stop. She also suspected her, but she was not sure. If it was Feng Mingzhu, what was her motive? Was it just because of Li Nanheng? Or was there something deeper?

Looking at the man who was pillowing her lap and enjoying her massage with his eyes closed, she slowly pursed her lips.

She had a feeling that Li Nanheng knew something. Just like when she was disguised as a man, he should have known it a long time ago but didn't expose it.

It seemed that nothing could escape his eyes.

"Don't worry. No one can easily hurt me even if they hit below the belt," Feng Ling said softly.