Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

When his eyes landed on the paper, Nanheng's footsteps came to an abrupt half. He suddenly approached her bed and picked up the sheet of paper.

Feng Ling had actually written down everything he had previously said.

Feng Ling watched as he scanned through the things she had written; her heart suddenly tightened as she rushed to explain: "I wanted to quickly adjust to the pace of such dangerous missions. Since you brought me with you this time, I'm sure there'll be opportunities for me to participate in similar missions in the future. I also have to understand the professional terms you used when we were on the helicopter; otherwise, I'm afraid I might hold everyone else back. I have to at least become accustomed to the language typically used on these sort of missions."

Li Nanheng was silent for a moment before placing the paper down. He then headed into the bathroom.

As the sound of the man showering came from the bathroom, Feng Ling finally realized that when Boss had come earlier, he was still dressed in the clothes he had worn for combat in the day. After completing his work at the base, he actually did not pause to even change his clothes and had directly rushed to the hospital.

She knew that Boss Li was extremely mysophobic. Typically, whenever he returned to the base, he would first rush off for a shower.

However, this time, he actually rushed back to the hospital.

Although Feng Ling often mixed around with groups of men in the past few years, she had never shared a room with anyone before. Even when she showered, she would do it in her own bathroom.

As she listened to the noise of the shower, at the thought that Boss was showering in there right now, Feng Ling's expression suddenly stiffened. She picked up her pen and her phone and tried to recall the words Boss had said in the day. She distracted herself with the task and did not pay anymore attention to the sounds from the bathroom.

Nearly twenty minutes later, the bathroom door opened. Feng Ling did not pause to think as she subconsciously raised her head to glance in that direction.

She saw that Nanheng was actually undressed; water droplets were still dripping off of his short hair and onto his skin. He only had a white, clean towel wrapped around his lower half as he stepped out.

Feng Ling never thought a man would step out in this manner right after a shower. There was nowhere she could comfortably look at. Although K and the other guys would at times participate in training while shirtless, when she saw the towel wrapped around the man's lower half—the towel appearing as though it would unravel at any moment—her mind instantly exploded. She sat up from the bed with a rapid, abrupt movement and charged over with quick steps. She brushed past him and slammed open the bathroom door, looking inwards. His clothes were tossed onto the puddles of water on the ground. There was no way he could wear them again unless they were properly washed.

She could only close the bathroom door. When she turned back, she immediately met Li Nanheng's gaze. The room instantly fell into an awkward silence.

"What are you looking for?" The man had seen the way she abruptly jumped off the bed to rush over; his gaze was odd.

Feng Ling: "…Boss, you didn't bring a spare set of clothes?"

Li Nanheng coldly glanced at her and casually tightened the towel around his waist. He headed to the couch, back facing her, and picked up his phone to call Xiao Xu: "Go buy me a new set of clothes from nearby."

After hanging up, he glanced at the brat who was still standing stiffly by the bathroom. "What are you distracted by? We're all men. How did my shower poke at your abnormal mental state?"

Feng Ling: "…"

He carelessly picked up the combat jacket he had tossed onto the couch earlier and brought out a pack of cigarettes. However, the moment he flicked the lighter open, he paused and closed it. He turned back to glance at the person who had returned to the bedside. He recalled that Feng Ling's lungs were affected by the thick smoke she had inhaled. Smoking in her hospital room would only cause further problems for her lungs.

The man bent down and shoved his cigarettes back into his jacket. He spoke mildly: "There's no need to watch me so nervously. I won't smoke. Since you should be resting, you should rest now."

Feng Ling thought in her heart: Boss, how do you expect me to rest with you here? My body is used to becoming tense whenever it sees you; it instinctively feels as though it should be performing fifty star jumps on the spot, all right?

However, she did not say the words in her mind. She returned to the bed obediently and covered the sheets properly over herself. She then watched the man who stood by the couch, mildly glancing out of the windows.

With the moonlight falling in through the windows, and the dim light in the room, this quiet moment was the first time Feng Ling could properly watch the man's side silhouette.

Li Nanheng, this person, was really unbelievably attractive. He did not lack in masculine charm at all. He was seductive, yet he wasn't the big, muscular sort that would cause one to feel frightened. Instead, he was handsome and stunning. When he smiled, it was as though the whole world had brightened up, and all of the members would be influenced by him to relax. However, when he was stern, everyone would become tense. When he was cold especially, it was as though the grim reaper had truly descended.

This was the man Feng Ling had provoked years ago at that orphanage. At that time, she had never thought that she would interact with him so frequently in the years to come. She had grown up in the XI Base; this meant that she had basically grown up under his wing.

As though he could sense that teen's 'strange' gaze, Li Nanheng stiffened. He glanced back at her. "What are you looking at?"

Feng Ling: "Boss, there's a break room next door. Xiao Xu said that there are two beds there. Will it be too uncomfortable for you to sleep on the couch? Why don't you go next door to sleep with Xiao Xu?"

Li Nanheng narrowed his eyes. "What else is in that break room, aside from the beds?"

Feng Ling. "There should also be a washroom."

"You want me to sleep next to the washroom?"

"…"

Feng Ling faltered for a moment. She then spoke up again, "Boss, if you really want to sleep here, you definitely can't be uncomfortable. However, you sleep on this bed, and I sleep on the couch?"

Li Nanheng's voice was cold. "I'm perfectly fine yet you want me to sleep on a hospital bed. Are you trying to curse me?"

"…I can't watch you sleep on a couch, Boss. How about we let the hospital arrange a nicer, single use break room for you? Or, there should also be hotels nearby. Boss, you could sleep there for a night."

"There's no need to go through all that trouble. This place is fine." The man turned and directly sat down on the couch. As he sat down, he carelessly opened his well-toned legs slightly. The small piece of towel was barely enough to conceal anything.

Feng Ling tried her best to maintain her composure as she shifted her gaze away. She did not speak again as she laid back down. She did not dare to give Li Nanheng a second glance, fearful that she would see something she shouldn't see.