Chapter 1076: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (Three Hundred and Thirty-Nine)

Looking at the little woman lying on the bed, and looking at the scenery inside her zipper, Li Nanheng's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his hands were hanging on her face. He was about to help her take off the outer sportswear jacket. But suddenly he realized that facing Feng Ling like this, it might be difficult for him to control his restraint.

He paused, and simply pulled the quilt over her body, took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket with one hand, turned around and walked directly to the window, lit a cigarette, held it between his fingers and let it go on and off.

It is said that smoking can distract attention and make people sober, but the scenes that Feng Ling appeared in front of him from the age of thirteen to the present kept flashing in his mind.

Including those cruel words she said with a cold face nine months ago.

He really never thought about having anything to do with her again.

But as long as this woman appeared in the XI base, he would find himself standing in the pit with her name written all over it, and he couldn't get out no matter how he climbed.

...

Feng Ling seemed to smell the smoke, but it wasn't very strong, but he opened his eyes subconsciously and vigilantly, but when he opened his eyes, he still felt dizzy from alcohol.

She couldn't see clearly the European-style light stand on the ceiling, but she could only see that the light was on, and she didn't know whether it was morning or night, and where it was now, even when she flew to Haicheng by plane. I almost don't remember things clearly, but I just looked at the bright and dazzling lights a little bit, and after a while, I struggled to sit up from the bed because of the feeling of wanting to go to the toilet.

Feng Ling propped his hands on the side of the bed, stood up staggeringly, didn't know where the bathroom was, but still walked a few steps in the room instinctively, looked at a door next to it with no lights on, and staggered Walking over, she groped around on the wall with her hand. It seemed to be a light switch. After pressing it, it turned on, and the toilet and the bathroom were separated by two translucent glass doors. She opened the toilet and the door, Drilled straight in.

When Li Nanheng heard the movement, he turned around and saw the woman woke up. It was because she drank too much, and she didn't know she was going to the bathroom until now.

However, Feng Ling went into the toilet and stood by the toilet for a long time to untie his pants without undoing them. This kind of sports pants has a belt on the front. She clearly remembers that it is not tight every time, so why can't she untie it this time? open.

The bathroom and washroom in this hotel are made of translucent glass, and there is a door outside that can be pulled at any time. Now the door is not closed, so all her actions while standing inside are clearly visible to the man.

Seeing her standing by the toilet with her hands on her abdomen for a long time but failing to go to the toilet smoothly, Li Nanheng walked over.

Feng Ling was still fighting with the belt around his waist that was getting tighter and tighter, when he suddenly heard footsteps, and even more suddenly felt an invisible sense of oppression coming from behind him, he turned around suddenly, and his drunken and misty eyes stared straight at He met the figure of the tall man standing in front of the door.

Seeing Li Nanheng's face, Feng Ling subconsciously thought that she was still at the stage of disguised as a man in the XI base, she was a little dazed while pulling the belt that seemed to be knotted and said: "Boss, I can't untie the belt. opened."

Hearing her words, and looking at her still eyes, Li Nanheng raised his stern brows calmly: "So?"

"You, you help me." Feng Ling staggered and turned around from the toilet as he said, and stood in front of Li Nanheng. The two ends of the belt were handed directly to him like this: "It seems, it seems... I have tied... a dead knot... I can't untie it, I can't take off my pants... I... I want to go to the toilet... I'm so suffocated ..."

When she spoke, her tongue couldn't be straightened.

It's not that I haven't been drunk.

But this time she really drank too much in order to be able to fly safely on the plane. The stamina of that kind of red wine is not ordinary, and she was really drunk to a certain extent this time.

Li Nanheng looked at the woman in front of her who was completely drunk to the point of being unaware,

Then he glanced at the two straps stuffed into his hands.

Ask him to untie her belt and take off her pants?

Does he understand or not understand? To take off or not to take off?

Seeing that he didn't move, Feng Ling immediately pulled down the tight waistband of his trousers without hesitation: "No, I really can't hold it anymore, boss, do you have scissors? If not, just cut it off. Bar!"

Li Nanheng pursed his lips and said nothing, seeing her eagerness to go to the bathroom, he still raised his hand to hold her shoulder, and said calmly, "Stand still, don't move around."

"Oh." Feng Ling stood still with a blank face, then lowered his head with his drunken eyes open, and saw the man's slender and knuckle fingers untie the straps of her sweatpants a few times.

Originally, the bag was not tied into a tight knot at all, but she herself just tore the slipknot a few times indiscriminately, and instead pulled it into a tight knot. In addition, she was a little anxious and pulled too hard. Open.

Li Nanheng patiently helped her untie it, and at the same time glanced at her unconscious expression.

"Thank you, Boss." The trousers were unbuttoned, Feng Ling's tongue was still a little knotted, she wobbled and turned around decisively, and went into the bathroom again. She closed the door and was about to sit on the toilet when she suddenly paused , subconsciously feel that Boss Li is still there, and if he sits down to go to the toilet by himself, won't he reveal his secrets? So I just stood in front of the toilet, as if I was going to go to the toilet standing up, and stood there for a long time.

Li Nanheng didn't even have to look at her when she went to the toilet. He turned around and was about to leave, but he realized that something was wrong. The reflection outside the door seemed to be standing.

Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, he saw Feng Ling's standing posture to go to the toilet, his eyelids twitched suddenly, and after looking at her for a long time, he saw that she hadn't made any other movements, so he opened the translucent glass door behind her, and saw her sitting there. With his pants still on, he frowned and asked, "Aren't you going to the toilet? What are you doing?"

Feng Ling grabbed the edge of his trousers with both hands, and looked back at him with some embarrassment: "Boss, do you know why I avoid you every time I go to the toilet..."

Li Nanheng frowned: "Why?"

Feng Ling hiccupped, and said while suppressing the urge to urinate: "Because I feel inferior, after all, my one is not as big as yours, so every time I go to the toilet, I go in alone, so boss, I go to the bathroom now. Toilet, can you go out, don't stand by and watch?"

Li Nanheng frowned. Seeing that she had messed up the time after drinking too much wine, she thought she was Feng Ling in the XI base when she was pretending to be a man.

After seeing her tight fingers on the waist of her trousers due to the discomfort of holding back, the man suddenly sneered and leaned against the bathroom door: "How small? Take it out and let me see?"