Chapter 1162: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (Four Hundred and Twenty-Five)

When Li Nanheng pulled Feng Ling back and walked back, he saw that the little woman didn't look very shaky when she was walking, it was no different from when she was sober. If she wasn't so good right now, I really doubt that she wasn't drunk at all.

But with her temper, when she was sober, she would never agree to hold hands with him in public in the camp, let alone treat him so calmly after being provoked by him a few days ago.

Before walking into the compartment in the tent, Li Nanheng squeezed her little hand and asked as he walked, "Feng Ling, I have a question for you."

"ask."

"do you love me?"

"like."

The expression on the man's face suddenly jumped with joy, his mood was so good that he was about to float, he held back his smile, continued to pull her in, and continued to ask: "How much do you like it?"

"like very much."

"Have you ever felt this liking for other men?"

"No."

"Since you like me, why do you always hide? Can't you give me a good face?"

"Because you're not a good thing."

"...????"

Li Nanheng suddenly turned his eyes to look at her, if it wasn't because Feng Ling was obediently walking hand in hand with him at this moment, I really doubt that she was not drunk at all.

Seeing that her eyes were still a little straight, Li Nanheng resisted the urge to knock her on the head and asked, "Why am I not a good thing? Am I not loving you enough or loving you enough?"

Because of his sudden question, Feng Ling stopped immediately, turned his eyes, and looked at her very seriously.

Seeing that her eyes were straight but extremely serious, Li Nanheng felt a little guilty after being stared at by her for a while, so he simply continued to walk forward.

Feng Ling also followed him.

When they reached the door of her room, Li Nanheng was about to open the door to enter, but Feng Ling suddenly said, "Boss, your room is over there."

Li Nanheng looked at her in a blink of an eye, he was so drunk, how did he know where his room was?

"Well, I'll take you in, and I'll leave after sitting here for a while." He answered seriously.

Feng Ling looked at her suspiciously, but obviously although she still had a puzzled expression, she lost her ability to think for a while, and just looked at him like this, as if she was not sure whether to let him in.

Li Nanheng was about to push the door open, but Feng Ling said, "Boss, you can't go in."

"Why can't I go in?" Li Nanheng raised his eyebrows and looked at her in a blink of an eye.

Feng Ling also answered seriously: "You just can't go in."

"Always give a reason."

Feng Ling looked at him for a long time, and then said very seriously: "I'm afraid I won't be able to control you if you come into my room."

Um?

Can't control it?

These four words successfully made Li Nanheng unscrew the handle on the door of her room decisively, and pushed the door open, with a half-smile in his eyes, and a calm and serious expression on his expression: "What can't be controlled? "

"It's just..." Feng Ling stared at his hand that had already pushed the door open, and his face suddenly became troubled.

Until Li Nanheng just pushed her door and went in, she stood there for a while, and then followed in.

Just now she said that she didn't want him to come in, but after she followed in, she closed the door behind her back as if subconsciously.

Seeing her completely habitual movements, Li Nanheng glanced at her calmly, stood in front of her, and said with an extremely pure expression and a flat-sounding voice, "Feng Ling."

Feng Ling raised his head to look at him because the man was standing very close and because of his height.

The man bowed his head in front of her face and whispered: "What did you say just now that you can't control it?"

She didn't speak, just looked at him.

Seeing her standing still, he didn't know whether it was embarrassment or his thinking was stuck. The man felt that this kind of time must be cherished, and he couldn't let her get stuck like this, so he simply raised his hand and stretched out two fingers in front of her. Head: "How much is this?"

Feng Ling blinked twice blankly: "Two."

Just when Li Nanheng was about to say that she looked normal, the short-haired girl in front of her suddenly took a step forward.

While approaching him, she suddenly bit down on the two fingers he raised up.

Li Nanheng: "..."

It doesn't hurt, she obviously didn't intend to bite hard, but when she suddenly bites down like this lightly, the tip of her tongue will inevitably touch her fingertips, making his heart itchy in an instant.

Li Nanheng didn't pull out his fingers, but looked at her biting his fingers, and his voice was a little low: "So drunk?"

"Not drunk." She insisted.

"Well, not drunk." The man wanted to laugh but didn't.

People like Feng Ling's wine quality is indeed extraordinary. It seems that even if she is allowed to drink in the future, she can only drink in a place where he exists, and absolutely must not let other people see her side.

After drinking too much, she doesn't play drunk and doesn't rush to sleep, but her consciousness seems to be drawn out of the sky. It looks normal, but the normal consciousness doesn't know where to fly. It's really cute. I really can't be seen by others, otherwise the little daughter-in-law might not be able to cover it.

Her fingers can no longer be bitten down by her. Seeing her biting him with blurred eyes, the man feels obvious changes in his lower body, but after all, this is not a suitable place. Firstly, the sound insulation is not good, and secondly, Ji Nuan and Mo are now The situation of Depth of Field is unknown, and she can't concentrate on doing the things she loves to do at this time, and then... Her menstrual period should not be over yet, so she still has to endure it.

Li Nanheng put his hand down suddenly, Feng Ling's mouth was empty, but he didn't react much, but his eyes seemed to be a little regretful watching him take such a step back instinctively, blinked, and then said as if he was aggrieved One sentence: "Boss Li, am I particularly fierce?"

Oh, quite self-aware.

Li Nanheng raised his eyebrows: "No, you are not fierce, you are very cute."

Feng Ling looked confused: "Where is it cute?"

Li Nanheng still couldn't help it, and raised his hand to pinch her cheek: "It's always cute, except for you, I'm probably the kind of cute that I can't look at other women in my life."

Feng Ling stared at him blankly: "Oh."

"Oh what?" The man then glanced around her room. There is no toilet like that in a hotel. If she wants to pretend to be a man to go to the toilet while standing in a state of confusion, he probably won't. The way to do what she wanted.

However, just when the man was curious about what she would do after drinking too much this time, the woman in front of her suddenly stepped forward half an inch, and directly stuck to his arms. The moment the man looked down at her with a frown, Suddenly, she stepped up and planted a kiss on his lips.

Li Nanheng didn't move, his nose was filled with the smell of a woman with the smell of wine, his eyes were surprised for a moment at first, but it was completely concealed for an instant, only looking at this rare woman who suddenly took the initiative to kiss him.