Chapter 1175: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (Four Hundred and Thirty-Eight)

After that, Feng Ling kept supporting Mrs. Feng across the overpass. Even though Mrs. Feng's feet were not sprained and she walked steadily afterwards, she still supported her and did not let go.

Mrs. Feng didn't mean to ask her to take her hand away, she was thinking of something while walking, a smile suddenly appeared in her eyes, and when she was about to enter the coffee shop, she suddenly put Feng Ling on her arm like this Gently held her hand, and said in a gentle voice: "Find a seat by the window, and it will be convenient to see you when Nanheng comes over later."

"good."

Feng Ling only said yes the whole time, and Mrs. Feng gave her a smile, and led her in directly.

After sitting down, Mrs. Feng asked Witer for two cups of coffee, an American style and a cup of latte. Of course, the latte was for Feng Ling, because she guessed that she was usually in the base, so she probably drank less coffee, the kind that was too bitter Maybe it's not suitable enough, but latte is suitable for her.

It's true that Feng Ling doesn't know much about coffee these years, and the only thing he can drink is latte, but he didn't expect that Mrs. Feng looks gentle and seems to have no ideas, but in fact her personality is so delicate.

"Do you like dessert?" Qin Qiu asked her.

"Fortunately, I've eaten before and I'm not very hungry, so I can skip the dessert."

However, before her words fell, Mrs. Feng stopped the waiter who hadn't left yet, and ordered a small chocolate cake with flow heart, after thinking about it, she ordered another small blueberry cake.

Until Waiter brought the coffee and cake quickly, Feng Ling thought she wanted to eat too, but Mrs. Feng pushed both cakes in front of her: "I have tasted all the cakes in this coffee shop. The two flavors are very good, you can eat whichever you like, and you don’t have to be too polite with your aunt.”

So, do women of Mrs. Feng's age often come out to eat some desserts?

Thinking of that Mrs. Cen just now, Feng Ling felt that if Mrs. Feng hadn't been depressed for so many years because of the loss of a daughter, she should have been a very energetic and happy woman. Look at her The character of the good sisters around me is known. Even though they are old, it can be seen that they are very open-minded.

"Thank you, Mrs. Feng."

"Don't always call me Mrs. Feng, it's too unfamiliar."

At this moment, Feng Ling's eyes were attracted by the two small cakes in front of him, and he habitually stretched out his hands to the blueberry-flavored cake. He just used a small fork to pick up the blueberry dipped in cream on top, and Feng Fu's eyes were even more Just staring at her straight.

Feng Ling was stunned by her staring eyes, and raised his eyes to look at her: "Madam Feng, won't you eat?"

"Do you like eating blueberries?"

Feng Ling: "..."

Such a conversation, the obvious emotion in Mrs. Feng's eyes as if she had caught something in common, even if Feng Ling was not sure about the relationship between the two jade sets, now she can be sure that they are almost inseparable.

You like to eat blueberries. In this sentence, if Mrs. Feng has not restrained her emotions, she should actually add the word "also".

"Yeah." Feng Ling didn't lie, he admitted it directly, and at the same time directly moved the blueberry cake over, put it in front of himself, and admitted frankly: "I don't have a particular preference for desserts, but I really like blueberry-flavored desserts." like."

Mrs. Feng looked at her for a long time, seeing Feng Ling lowering her head to eat the cake, there were tears in her eyes at first, and then she suddenly laughed, holding back a choked voice and said with a smile: "Just eat as much as you like, eat as much as you want." Auntie will buy you as much as you eat, and I will buy you whatever you like, can you often come out to sit with Auntie and have something to eat together... talk to me..."

Feng Ling held the fork and stopped for a while, the sweetness in her mouth hadn't faded away, and she didn't raise her eyes, she was afraid that if she raised her eyes to look at Mrs. Feng's eyes, her heart would soften to the point where she couldn't control her mood.

Seeing her bowing her head and not speaking, Madam Feng picked up the coffee and took a sip. The bitter taste calmed her down. When she put down the cup, she said softly, "I mean..."

"Sir, how many people?" Suddenly,

The door of the coffee shop opened and closed, and there was the sound of a waiter.

"No, I'm looking for someone." Then came a man's clear and indifferent voice.

Feng Ling and Mrs. Feng looked for their reputation at the same time, and saw that Li Nanheng had already seen them in front of the door at this moment. He first glanced at Feng Ling, then nodded politely to Mrs. Feng, and walked over with long steps.

In the past two days since I came back from Cambodia, I haven't had a chance to sit down with Li Nanheng and talk about it. It's rare to see him on such an occasion when there is nothing to deal with. Feng Ling subconsciously pursed his lips, not knowing why his heart was pounding. She jumped up and down several times quickly, especially when the man was walking towards this table, he kept looking at her, looking at her unbiasedly, and just walked over like that.

"Nanheng, sit down." Madam Feng felt even better when she saw Li Nanheng, and pointed to the seat next to Feng Ling: "They're not outsiders, so sit there."

Feng Ling didn't pay much attention to how many layers of meaning this sentence contains, but Li Nanheng glanced at Mrs. Feng, didn't say anything, just curled his lips slightly, and sat down on the empty seat beside Feng Ling : "Indeed, it's not an outsider."

Feng Ling didn't know that Li Nanheng already knew her own background, but he only thought that she had been in the XI base for so many years, and she had always been one of his own.

"Do you want coffee?" Feng Ling asked her in a blink of an eye.

Li Nanheng casually unbuttoned the two buttons of his coat, and sat casually beside her, glanced at her, and suddenly "hissed" and sat a little closer to her.

Feng Ling thought he was hurt somewhere, and was about to ask, but the man suddenly came over, raised his hand and wiped the corner of her mouth with a finger.

"Eating a cake and rubbing the cream to the side, you are really promising."

Feng Ling: "..."

It was probably because Mrs. Feng was sitting opposite and looked at them. Feng Ling, who was almost accustomed to Li Nanheng's enthusiastic attitude, suddenly felt his face was hot, and suddenly raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth. But he had already wiped it clean, and there was nothing, so he had to put down his hands, but for a while, he didn't know where to put them.

Even if you want to show your affection, you have to separate the occasions, okay?

Mrs. Feng is still there, and the coffee and cake are also treated by Mrs. Feng.

Feng Ling secretly gave him a look, which meant to tell him not to sit so close to him, but to sit farther away and restrain himself.

But the man didn't seem to understand her gaze, he greeted Mrs. Feng politely, cleared his throat, and looked at her as if he was thirsty, "Why didn't you drink your coffee? "