Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 1293: The Story of Ling and Heng (556)

Feng Ling turned to avoid her hand, her eyes indifferent. "It's just a small wound that was accidentally scratched on the lamp stand. Mr. Li, you don't have to worry about it. Just send me back to New York."

Li Nanheng paused, his hand suspended in mid-air. He looked at her for a moment but did not put his hand down. Instead, he suddenly held her shoulder and pressed her down on the sofa closest to the cabin door. As Feng Ling was about to break free, he pressed her legs down and pressed her shoulders down to stop her from moving. At the same time, he looked back at the ten base members behind him and ordered coldly, "Turn around! Without my order, don't look back!"

"Yes!" The ten embarrassed members of the base quickly turned around.

"What are you doing…" Alarm bells rang in Feng Ling's heart because of the man's words and actions. She struggled hard but was still firmly held down by the man's pair of iron-like hands. Then, her collar was quickly turned over, and the small wound that wasn't too serious but was clearly red was completely exposed before the man's eyes.

"How did it become like this?" The man took a look and confirmed that what she said earlier was true. However, he still placed his hand on her neck and caressed her slightly reddened wound. "When we arrive, we'll disinfect it first."

"No need."

If it weren't for his sudden appearance, her neck would have been disinfected by Mr. Ian.

Feng Ling was too lazy to speak. She pushed him impatiently. "Take your hand away!"

Not only did Li Nanheng not move his hand away, but he also took advantage of this position to press her down. His gaze shifted from her neck to her face.

The little woman leaning against the sofa was restrained. Her hair was much longer and had grown past her shoulders. As she struggled, her soft hair wrapped around her neck. The contrast between her black hair and white skin on her neck was stark.

In the past, she only wore sportswear. Now, the clothes she was wearing looked a bit feminine. Although it was not a skirt, it still looked feminine. However, her eyes remained cold.

The harder she struggled, the harder the man pressed her down.

The more she moved, the more he couldn't control his reaction.

It couldn't be helped. It had been too long since he last saw her, nor had he touched her.

However, if he were to kiss her now, Feng Ling would explode in anger.

Li Nanheng's eyes flashed with irritation at her movements. He ordered, "Change the route to Los Angeles."

Feng Ling immediately stopped struggling. "You promised to send me back to New York! Why did you take me to Los Angeles?"

"If you dare to move again, not only will I take you back to Los Angeles, but I will also skin you here." The man lowered his head and whispered into her ear in a husky voice that only she could hear: "You know that I, Li Nanheng, can do as I say."

Right now, Xiao Xu and the others in the cabin had all turned their backs, but it didn't mean that they couldn't hear the movements behind them.

Feng Ling's face instantly turned pale from anger. She glared at him fiercely. Li Nanheng saw her subconsciously biting her lips in anger and his eyes darkened. God knew how much restraint he needed to restrain himself from kissing her.

She did not move anymore but clenched the leather of the sofa tightly with both hands. Her eyes were filled with anger and a hint of fierceness. However, her expression, coupled with her feminine style of dressing, was not as intimidating as before. Instead, she was like an angry little beast that made people want to hold her in their arms and touch her head to soothe her fur.

Li Nanheng wanted to do this, but just as he was about to hug her, Feng Ling suddenly said, "I won't move. Don't touch me."

The man paused and looked down at her.

He did not speak.

Feng Ling looked at him. "I won't move, I won't struggle, and I won't mess with you. Let go of me. When we arrive in New York, we'll part peacefully."

Li Nanheng tightened his chin and said coldly, "Part on good terms?"

Feng Ling subconsciously felt that it was dangerous because of the man's tense voice. She didn't move on the sofa and avoided his eyes.

Seeing that she completely rejected him and didn't even want to speak, Li Nanheng's cold face became even darker.

However, the way Feng Ling was pressed down on the sofa made it impossible for him to continue like this. Otherwise, it was really hard to say what he would do to her. After all, he had been abstinent for so long and had been a vegetarian for nearly two years. Even a monk might not be able to tolerate it.

He let go of her, turned around, and ordered Xiao Xu, who was not far behind him, "In a while, get someone to bring her luggage up."

"All right, the people we sent have all cleaned up. When we arrive at the agreed place, we'll stop for a while and move them up."

Li Nanheng's expression remained cold. He turned to look at Feng Ling, who was sitting on the sofa. He saw that she had tightened her grip around the neck of the helicopter and combed her long hair back. She frowned and looked dissatisfied with being on his helicopter.

Helplessness flashed across Li Nanheng's eyes as he turned to walk toward her.

Seeing him approach again, Feng Ling immediately became alert and looked at him warily.

He did not approach her but just looked at her.

Feng Ling met his cold gaze.

The silent stalemate between the two caused Xiao Xu to not even dare to breathe.

At this time, the helicopter began to descend slowly. As it was windy outside, the landing was a bit bumpy. Feng Ling withdrew her gaze and did not look at him again. She closed her eyes and waited patiently for the helicopter to land.

After the helicopter landed, she was about to get up when Li Nanheng's voice rang. "Get someone to bring it up. You don't have to go out to take it."

With her skills, once she left the cabin, she would definitely disappear without a trace. Even if he could catch up to her, it would definitely take some time.

There was no need to waste time with her here.

Seeing that the last chance to escape had been cut off by him, Feng Ling clenched her fists in her sleeves. When she heard Li Nanheng deliberately say, "I don't want you to get lost after getting off the plane. I'll have to trouble myself to look for you." She sneered angrily and turned away with a look of disdain. She was too lazy to argue with him.

Finally, when someone came to deliver Feng Ling's luggage, several members of the base rushed to receive it.

Feng Ling didn't have a lot of luggage in the past, but this year in England, Ji Nuan and Xiao Ba often dragged her out to buy things, especially clothes. They filled up the entire wardrobe, causing her luggage to be packed in two large boxes.

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