Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 932: The Story of Ling and Heng (195)

Seeing her look like a little kid who was uneasy and feeling guilty because she had done something wrong, Li Nanheng looked at her coldly, then bent over, and drew close to her ear. When she felt very uneasy because he was so close to her, he said flatly, "A wolf is born loyal. Feng Ling, do you think you are loyal to XI Base?"

Feng Ling suppressed the urge to move backward and felt that her ears were all hot because of the breath from his nose.

"Boss, XI Base is the only place that I feel I belong after so many years. It's my home. Who will betray his home?" Feng Ling answered truthfully.

The man's low voice was still in her ears, and he didn't have any intention to retreat but drew closer to her. His lips almost touched her auricle. "So, XI Base will not let any loyal member be wronged and humiliated. You don't have to worry about anything. I'll deal with this matter for you. Just recover as soon as possible. Don't leave any sequelae, OK?"

His voice was husky when he said the last word. Feng Ling couldn't help but tremble when she heard it.

"The base can protect a loyal warrior but not a fragile waste, so recover as soon as possible and don't entertain foolish ideas."

Feng Ling nodded. "OK."

The man glanced at her loose clothes again. Although he knew that she didn't wear anything inside, not even the chest wrap, he still asked as if casually, "Are the clothes comfortable?"

Wondering why his voice was so hoarse, she immediately moved a step aside. "Very comfortable, thank you, Boss. If it's convenient, can I ask K to help me bring my suitcase."

She wanted the suitcase because of the chest wraps in it.

Li Nanheng didn't expose her purpose and only said, "OK, take care of yourself. I will notify K later."

Then Li Nanheng's cell phone rang. He asked Feng Ling to go back to the bedroom to rest. Feng Ling turned to the bedroom and closed the door. When she sat on the bed, she looked back at the dark blue sheets and quilt.

At first, when she was in the bathroom, she thought this was a hotel, now she realized that this was Li Nanheng's residence outside the base.

It was not in the Li family but in his home.

The apartment's decoration style was simple, low-key yet masculine. It followed a contracted design and there was nothing superfluous in it.

The bed underneath was also soft and comfortable.

She had no idea of what happened after she was stunned last night, so she didn't know if she had laid on this bed, but since Boss Li let her come in to rest, he shouldn't mind her sleeping here.

After sitting at the bed for a while, Feng Ling lay down because of the headache. When she covered herself with the quilt, she could feel a faint smell of mint from the quilt. It smelled really good, very close to the smell of Boss Li.

After killing the fat commander yesterday, she had been worrying if she caused trouble to the base. And now she finally calmed down. Lying here, she felt being surrounded by a sense of security that she had never felt before.

Her head ached. She didn't know how long it would still hurt. Now it didn't only hurt inside the head, but the surface of her head also had obvious pain.

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She slept soundly until she was awakened by Li Nanheng.

Boss Li said that the wound on her head needed a dressing change, so she got up.

The short-haired girl who just woke up was a little drowsy, but because of the long-term training at the base, she didn't complain at all. She sat on the bed with sleepy eyes, letting him open the gauze and change the medicine.

Feeling that his movements were very proficient, Feng Ling asked with her eyes closed, "Boss, was it you who helped me change the dressing yesterday?"

"No, I called a doctor over yesterday."

"I feel that you are very skilled in changing wound dressing."

Li Nanheng looked at Feng Ling, who was sitting by the bed with her eyes closed. From this angle, he could see her long and curled eyelashes when she closed her eyes. Her dense and long eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyes.

"Prolonged illness makes the patient a doctor. I often suffer from skin traumas. So I've early learned how to dress a wound. It's easy for me," he said, carefully picking the clean gauze left by Qin Siting yesterday, and covering her wound.

Although he always seemed cold and unapproachable, now his movements were so gentle that she didn't feel any pain.

Probably because the atmosphere was relaxed, Feng Ling smiled but soon resumed her deadpan expression. After all, she caused trouble yesterday, so she dared not to laugh.

She kept her eyes closed, so all the expressions on her face were naturally caught by Li Nanheng.

He didn't speak, but just applied the gauze onto the wound. Then he cleaned his hand and turned to walk outside, saying casually, "Come out to eat something."

She hadn't eaten anything since yesterday, so Feng Ling followed him out. There were two dishes and a bowl of rice on the table. It was the Chinese food she usually ate at the base, but the dishes seemed a bit strange.

But she was really hungry, so she immediately sat at the table. When Li Nanheng signaled that she could eat, she picked up some food with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth.

"…"

Feng Ling's face was a little twisted. After chewing for a while with difficulty, she looked at the man sitting at the dining table gazing at her. "Boss, is this… the takeout you bought?"

The man said calmly, "En."

"Is takeout so nasty these days?"

Hearing it was takeout, Feng Ling dared to make a bold assessment.

Li Nanheng froze and asked self-doubtingly, "Are these dishes nasty?"

Seeing his expression, Feng Ling was a little surprised. "Did you make them yourself, Boss?"

Li Nanheng said crossly, "No."

It was only then that she smelled that there was still a cooking smell on him.

Did she just… say something wrong…

Feng Ling hurriedly picked up some vegetables with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth. "Actually, they're quite tasty."

Li Nanheng: "…"