Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 1432: The Story of Ling and Heng (675)

Li Nanheng only stopped when Feng Ling's lips were about to turn red.

"Do you want to pack it together?" Feng Ling asked him.

Li Nanheng watched as her movements became more and more skilled: "How can you eat so much?"

"Is it too much?" Feng Ling didn't eat much or too little. It was just that her appetite was very healthy. Li Nanheng's appetite was considered very normal among men. It wouldn't be too much or too little. Right now, she had only wrapped up a few dozen. "I plan to wrap more. If the taste is good, I can cook it tonight. If it's not good, then…"

"Delicious." Li Nanheng directly concluded.

"You haven't eaten…"

"It looks good enough. If it really tastes good, it definitely won't be worse than Auntie Chen's." Li Nanheng lowered his head to kiss her forehead. "Don't wrap it. This is enough. If you want to eat it tonight, I'll bring you out. Don't work so hard."

Feng Ling counted and saw that there were about sixty of them. She decided to pack them up after there were sixty. She then took out some to cook.

After more than ten minutes, it was cooked. Li Nanheng came to the kitchen and took one out to taste. Feng Ling quickly said, "Blow it. Blow it. Don't burn it!"

The window was open and a gust of wind blew in. Li Nanheng stood by the window and allowed the wind to blow the dumplings. He also blew twice and put them in his mouth.

Feng Ling stared at his expression. "How is it? Is it good?"

Li Nanheng first narrowed his eyes, then raised his brows in all seriousness, as though he was a judge sitting on the judging panel at a food festival.

Just as Feng Ling thought he was going to keep her in suspense again, the man suddenly bent down and kissed her on the lips. The tip of his tongue brushed past her tongue, allowing her to taste the dumplings he had made.

It seemed like the taste was not bad.

"Did you feel it yourself?" The man kissed her lips again. "All right, you can eat it now. The taste is definitely good."

Feng Ling was embarrassed by his kiss. She turned around and cleared her throat. "All right, let's have breakfast. It's getting late."

Li Nanheng had kissed enough. He happily went to help with the plates and seasoned the dumplings. After being busy for so long in the morning, he was finally full.

After the meal, the rain outside stopped. In the afternoon, the weather turned sunny and the air was especially good. This kind of weather was suitable for Feng Ling to go out for a walk.

Li Nanheng brought Feng Ling downstairs for a walk. The two of them were dressed in black long pants and a black T-shirt. They wore thin white sports jackets. In fact, it was not considered a couple outfit, but Feng Ling's style was not too feminine. Back when she returned to the Feng family, she had no choice but to change for the sake of the workplace. Typically, she was still used to dressing like this. Gradually, she and Li Nanheng were always dressed in standard black and white couple outfits.

In addition, Li Nanheng's male chauvinism was extremely strong and possessive. As they walked on the streets, whenever a man took a second look at Feng Ling, he would immediately hold her shoulders and press her into his arms. He openly declared his ownership, and his face seemed to have a few big words written on it—This is my wife.

Feng Ling was used to the way this man treated her. When they were out, she told him to restrain himself and not always hug her. After all, he was already past thirty years old. He was acting like a group of middle school students dating on the streets, pulling and hugging each other.

However, Feng Ling didn't understand the thoughts of the middle school students right now. They were young and inexperienced when they held hands by the street, but when they saw such a beautiful sister walking with such a handsome and mature man and being so loving, they were extremely envious. They all wondered if they could only hold hands so openly when they grew up and didn't have to be afraid of being discovered by their parents.

Feng Ling was always shy when she was outside. Li Nanheng did not make things difficult for her. He walked to the nearby supermarket and casually walked around to buy some things. He then held Feng Ling's hand and touched the platinum ring she had not taken off since he put it on.

He lowered his head to take a look, then held her back and carefully looked at it.

"What are you looking at?"

"The old lady's ring was polished into a new one. Although the size is suitable on your hand, this is only the thought that the old man gave to his granddaughter-in-law. It can't be considered our wedding ring. The wedding proposal can be made up after the child is born. As for the ring, I think it's better to pick a date. I'll bring you to buy one today."

"I don't need it. This will do. I don't usually wear jewelry."

"I'll give it to you. You have to wear it. I have to dote on my wife."

Feng Ling: "…"

Li Nanheng brought Feng Ling to the most prosperous commercial street in Shu Chuan City. The few shopping malls in front were all not bad. Feng Ling was led in by Li Nanheng. Seeing that this man was really determined to be good to her, Feng Ling sometimes didn't know what was good about her. She felt that her life was very good right now, but Li Nanheng seemed to be unable to give her enough. He wanted to give her everything he could, even if it was a small ring.

The two of them went to a famous French jewelry store and looked at it for a while. In the end, they chose a pair of rings. The man's ring was still a plain one, but there was a beautiful design in it. After the employee measured their fingers and ordered them to customize, Li Nanheng was still looking at the other jewelry on the counter by the side, thinking about which he could buy for Feng Ling to wear.

In the end, Feng Ling's attention was drawn to a shop outside the mall. She saw that the size of her fingers had already been measured, so she used the excuse of buying a bottle of water to leave.

Li Nanheng looked at it for a long time and felt that no matter which design she wore, it would look good on her. Now that Feng Ling did not need to train in the base every day, her skin was especially white. No matter what jewelry she wore, she was very beautiful. There was no need to pick.

When he turned back to see that she had yet to return, Li Nanheng quickly turned to look for his wife.

In the end, he went to the place selling water and didn't see anyone. He looked forward and saw a large knife shop across the street. On it were written four exaggerated words—King of Hundred Armaments.

Earlier, Feng Ling was completely uninterested in the jewelry store. However, as she stood in front of the store, her eyes were shining.

Li Nanheng: "…"