Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Nanheng kept looking at them. When the training was over and the members were dismissed, his gaze passed through the crowd and fixed on Feng Ling.

As if not seeing him, however, Feng Ling walked up to Han Jin. "Assistant drillmaster, Today is the first day I am here. Where should I live in the future?"

Han Jin paused and hesitated. He remembered that the members of Team One mostly lived in the buildings behind and was going to call to check whether there was an empty bed when he saw Nanheng coming over.

"Boss." Han Jin immediately turned around and looked at him.

Nanheng didn't respond. When he was coming up to Han Jin, he turned his head and lit a cigarette. His hands were in his trouser pockets, a cigarette in his mouth, and the smoke lingering in front of his cold face. His neat black hair was a little disheveled in the wind but added a touch of wildness to him. He looked as handsome as an ancient Roman god of war in an ancient oil painting. Even Han Jin and Xiao Xu who were male couldn't help exclaiming in their hearts that Boss Li was damn handsome.

Fortunately, there was no woman at the base and even the cook was male. Otherwise, Boss Li would have been swallowed by women alive.

"What did you talk to the assistant drill master?" Nanheng asked. Obviously, he was asking Feng Ling.

Feng Ling just answered indifferently, "Well, something personal." Then she continued to ask Han Jin. "Where am I gonna stay?"

Nanheng, being completely ignored, took away the cigarette in his mouth expressionlessly and coldly glanced at him.

The boy wore the black uniform newly issued, and his still androgynous face looked energetic, especially his dark eyes, which gleamed under his bangs.

Realizing that he had been staring at this boy for a long time, Nanheng narrowed his eyes and looked away at the buildings in a near distance. "Han Jin, give him a single room. He is young and looks thinner than most members. He might have been swallowed alive by other members if he lives in a dormitory. Let him live alone and get used to life at the base first."

Hearing this, Feng Ling finally looked straight at him. "Thank you, Boss."

It was much more convenient for her to live on her own, no matter to take a shower or wrap her breasts around each day. She didn't need to avoid others or try to cover up.

Nanheng made no reply, flicking his long fingers at the end of his cigarette and glancing at Feng Ling's clothes and boots as he said, "You are already eighteen. Why are you still so short? I think you may not be able to even reach 1.7 meters in five years. You may be the first dwarf at XI Base so far. If it were not for your speed and agility, you would not be able to stand here."

Hearing his words, Feng Ling couldn't help raising her brows. "So in Boss Li's eyes, only height matters?"

Nanheng finally looked straight at her and a cold gleam was in his eyes. "With your short stature, what else do you have to offer besides quick moves? If you fight a two or three hundred pound strong man, I don't think you can give him a shoulder throw. Striking fast and fiercely is only the form and physical endurance is the foundation. Your physical ability isn't even up to standard. What makes you think you can have a place at XI Base? I'm afraid you overestimate yourself."

Physical endurance.

This was indeed Feng Ling's weakness by far.

Her strength was greater than most girls but much weaker than the boys of her age.

The fundamental disparity between men and women is in strength and physical ability.

"I'm just young. In three or five years, you will be able to see the difference, Boss." Feng Ling smiled but the smile wasn't from her heart.

Nanheng looked at her and repeated again in an indifferent voice. "Can you reach 1.7 meters in three or five years?"

"Even if I can't, I will definitely be able to carry you over my shoulder." Feng Ling's features were delicate and beautiful. She slightly leaned forward and drew near Nanheng. Her dark, starry eyes looked straight at his and she smiled. "Or, Boss Li, are you afraid that in three or five years, I will be able to easily give you a shoulder throw and then you'll lose face?"

Nanheng remained deadpan and gazed at his fair skin that was even tenderer than a women's. His face was so close to him that he could smell the faint scent of bath milk on his body, which was fragrant and had a touch of sweetness.

The boy's curved lips were suffused with light pink, which had never used any skincare product or cosmetics and had a natural clean luster as if silently tempting him.

But this was an eighteen-year-old boy! Nanheng remained a straight face but couldn't help glancing at Feng Ling's chest.

It was flat.

He also looked stronger than he had imagined.

He was the girl he met in the sauna room.

Shit.

He kept having weird dreams.

And now when he faced this teenage boy in broad daylight, he literally had an urge to strip him naked.

He began to wonder whether he was so horny because he really needed a woman, but he remained calm without any expression. He smiled but his smile was a bit mysterious and his black eyes were full of warning. "You want to give me a shoulder throw? Then I think you may have to train 24 hours without sleep for three or five years. Don't slack off. Otherwise, if you can't even lift a finger of mine, you will be ridiculed by the brothers in the base for many years."

Noticing he had just glanced at her chest, Feng Ling remained calm, seemingly accidentally patted her chest as if trying to knock the dust out of her clothes, and showed him that her chest was really flat.

Without fear, she looked straight at Nanheng's emotionless eyes. "Then let's see."

Just because her physical endurance was not up to standard now didn't mean it wouldn't be.

It was the challenge that made it interesting.

She had only wanted to find herself a proper place to live, to have food and shelter, but now she suddenly had things she really wanted to do.

That was to give Li Nanheng a shoulder throw and make him fall at her feet one day in the future.

That was really an interesting goal.