Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 1421: The Story of Ling and Heng (684)

At this moment, a few people came by the train and were moving things out.

These people were all local Americans. Most of them were workers and the boss of a moving company. After hearing them arrange what to move first and confirming that they did not plan on touching the largest wardrobe and refrigerator, Feng Ling squatted there and did not move.

At the same time, the two stalkers had already caught up. When they saw the two trucks and the people by the cars, and then the things they were moving out, they keenly walked over and circled around the back of the car. After confirming that there was nothing in the trucks, they turned around and chased after the building in front.

When the workers by the truck left with their things, Feng Ling leaned against the truck and listened for a while before getting up to leave.

She had just jumped out of the car when she bumped into someone. Her entire face almost hit his chest.

Feng Ling staggered and instinctively raised her hand. Before she could recover from the pain in her nose, she heard the man's voice: "You're not answering your phone?"

Feng Ling raised her head to see that Li Nanheng was standing in front of her. He raised his brows slightly.

Her expression instantly relaxed. "Earlier, I was avoiding someone. I didn't answer because I was afraid of making noise. My phone is silent in my pocket."

At this moment, the two men who had just bypassed the building seemed to sense that something was wrong. They suddenly turned back and happened to see the man standing with Feng Ling. The moment they saw Li Nanheng, the two of them exchanged puzzled glances, as though they were considering whether to go over.

"Didn't you say you were going back to the Feng family? Why did you come out alone in the middle of the day?" Li Nanheng's face carried a smile that the two men standing far away couldn't understand. They couldn't hear what he was saying, but they were sure that he and Feng Ling knew each other.

"How did you get here? Have you visited Little Momo?" Feng Ling leaned toward the back of the truck and asked softly.

"I passed by the ferris wheel and saw that your old lady was upstairs with the servants and children. I've already arranged for them to be placed in the security room of the amusement park. I've called someone over to guard them. Don't worry."

They had fought together many years ago. With just a glance or a word, they could immediately understand each other's thoughts.

Earlier, she was indeed thinking of ways to buy time for the old lady and child to be rescued. She also knew that Li Nanheng would definitely come after the previous call.

Feng Ling was relieved and did not ask anymore. She turned to look at the two men and said calmly, "It's good that you've successfully moved them away. There's no need to continue playing the dog. We can start hunting now."

Li Nanheng glanced at her, and Feng Ling also turned to look at him. They exchanged a tacit glance.

When she raised her head, she saw the dark gleam in the man's eyes. She knew that his eyes were gradually recovering. It wouldn't affect him if he came out alone. The two of them were very close, so close that her hand was almost pressed against his muscular forearm.

Li Nanheng, who had almost recovered, stood by her side. They were only two stalkers. What was there to hesitate about?

Feng Ling turned to look.

Not far away, the man with the baseball bat received Feng Ling's gaze and immediately sized up Li Nanheng warily. He held the baseball bat tightly and did not dare to act rashly.

"How? Do you want the fat one or thin one?" The smile on Li Nanheng's face became even more obvious. It was as though he was discussing whether to eat spicy food or not when they were eating hot pot. "I say, won't you dare to bring me with you when you return to the Feng family next time? I have to find an opportunity to flatter the old lady and the old man. You have to create an opportunity for me, don't you?"

Feng Ling :"…"

"I saw that Madam Feng was frightened quite badly just now. I'll drive you back later and head straight to the Feng family's house. Why don't we just stay there for a night?"

Feng Ling :"…"

There were quite a lot of people in this neighborhood. They came and went, and it was a prosperous and high-priced place. There were people of all colors in various countries. Everyone rushed out or rushed back.

At this moment, Li Nanheng raised his hand to hold her shoulder. He smiled and lowered his head to kiss her cheek. Feng Ling was about to dodge but was held firmly by the man. He kissed her cheek and then pressed his lips against her hair. Finally, he pulled her body into his arms and turned her to face the two men. At this moment, Li Nanheng glanced at the baseball bat in the man's hand from the corner of his eyes.

"What did you bring?" His lips were right by her ear. At this moment, his face was smiling, but his voice was clear and serious as he asked in a tone only she could hear.

"There's only one knife. I snatched it from them." Feng Ling remained unmoving in his embrace.

Li Nanheng held her tightly in his arms. At the same time, he seemed to want to turn around with her in his arms.

At this moment, Li Nanheng's phone rang in his pocket. He stood on the spot to answer the call, exposing his back to the two men who were about to pounce on him.

"It's Xiao Xu," Li Nanheng said mildly after hanging up the phone. He kissed Feng Ling's ear again. "He asked if he needed to come to New York to pick us up."

At this moment, they were standing in the middle of the crowd. The drivers in the two trucks had no idea what had just happened. They alighted and lit a cigarette.

Li Nanheng glanced at them and walked over. "Brother, can I borrow a cigarette?"

For a moment, Feng Ling didn't know if he was addicted to smoking. She quickly reached out and tugged his hand back. She lowered her eyes and whispered, "You're not allowed to smoke. You haven't smoked in the past few months. If you've quit, so be it. Why are you still smoking?"

Li Nanheng lowered his head to look at her. The corner of his lips curved into a smile. "If you say that you want me to quit smoking and drinking completely because you want a healthy child, I guarantee that from now on, I'll wear a mask when I go out. I won't even smell secondhand smoke. In the end, you ran out alone to play the dog. You don't have the awareness to be a mother at all times. Can't you stop?"

Feng Ling: "I'm doing this for Little Momo's safety. I don't want to fight and kill every day."

Li Nanheng lowered his head to look at her. Feng Ling held his strong arm with one hand and placed the other in her pocket, holding the knife. The two dogs behind them saw that the two of them really looked like a couple. They first kissed and hugged each other, and then their expressions became much more restrained because of what they said.

In fact, on the phone earlier, Xiao Xu, who already knew about the situation in New York, was asking: "Boss, do you need reinforcements?"

Li Nanheng answered: "Send someone to send Old Madam Feng and the child safely back to the Feng family."

"Do you need reinforcements?"

Li Nanheng did not answer. He hung up the phone as the two dogs approached.