Chapter 898: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (One Hundred and Sixty-One)

When she got up and was about to go, Li Nanheng just stood by the bed, looked at her calmly, and didn't say a word, but neither his eyes nor his movements were clearly allowed.

Feng Ling got up and sat back because of his forcing posture.

"Feng Ling, did I provoke you these days when I came to Rogers Pass?" The man narrowed his eyes to look at her.

"No."

"You didn't play any temper with me, lie down!" Li Nanheng resisted the urge to tear down the folding bed next to him, and looked down at her: "I don't want to say what I said again, lie down right away sleep."

Feng Ling didn't want her temper to be too obvious, but after so many days, she knew that Li Nanheng was calm enough.

Now that Huidu has returned to this tent, it will be useless for her to do anything else.

Just act like nothing happened.

After being silent for nearly half a minute, she straightened up the clothes on her body, and pulled up the collar that had been pulled crookedly by him just now, lay down directly, turned over and lay down on the inside of the bed, with Facing him, close your eyes and just sleep like this.

Li Nanheng didn't force her to do anything else, he just looked at her by the bed for a moment, then threw the winter clothes he was wearing aside, and lay down.

The moment the man lay down, Feng Ling thought that it would be fine to sleep with his back facing him, but he just lay down, and there was still a distance of at least 20 centimeters between them, and she was still sensitive. The collapse was tight, the memory of that night on this bed invaded her mind, making it impossible for her to calm down and fall asleep no matter what.

After Li Nanheng lay down, he raised his hands in satisfaction because the same person was beside him, rested his head on his arms, and closed his eyes.

It was quiet at night, Feng Ling kept his eyes closed and pretended to be asleep, but the man behind him seemed to be asleep, his breathing was even and steady.

This way I can't sleep at all.

She sat up quietly, and was about to find a chance to get out of bed, when the man who was still resting his arms on his pillow and closing his eyes suddenly spoke in a sleepy hoarse voice: "Sleep well, don't think about running out to enjoy the cold wind."

Feng Ling's movements stopped immediately, she endured it, turned to look at the man with closed eyes, and said impatiently: "I can't sleep, go for a walk."

Li Nanheng opened his eyes and looked at her: "Why can't I sleep? Is there something on my mind? Or is it because of me? I can't figure it out,

It's all right, I just had a high fever for a few days, what kind of face are you showing me all of a sudden? "

"No, I'm not feeling well recently, and I'm impatient to do anything. Boss, you don't have to pay attention to me so deliberately. It's all unnecessary misunderstandings." Feng Ling said with a straight face.

Li Nanheng squinted his eyes and sneered: "Why do I pay attention to you on purpose, you don't know?"

Suddenly recalling his two blatant confessions, Feng Ling paused for a moment and didn't speak any more. He lay back, pulled the quilt over himself and was about to sleep, not wanting to talk to him any more.

Whether she should be thankful that he didn't remember or angry that he didn't remember, she really didn't know.

Maybe both.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have been so awkward in my heart for so many days, I didn't want to talk to him, I didn't want to see him, I didn't want to stand too close to him, I didn't want to smell his body, I didn't even want to hear his breathing while sleeping.

After living for so many years, Feng Ling thought that he took everything lightly and didn't care.

In the end, it was completely planted on the man Li Nanheng.

For the first time, she knew the feeling of being irritable every day because of a man!

She didn't sleep very well that night. After forcing herself to fall asleep, she still had nightmares. In her dream, she was standing in the conference hall of the base, surrounded by a group of leaders from the base, the old man of the Li family, and all parties from the United States and the United Nations. The person in charge was surrounded in the middle, and everyone was pointing at her, angry that she had deceived everyone, and that a man had been hiding in the base for so many years without being discovered.

In the dream, even though Feng Ling was scolded bloody by a group of people, she still stood upright in the middle, neither humble nor overbearing. Then, someone threw something on her head, even if she didn't know exactly who threw it. She didn't feel any pain, but she kept throwing things at her. In a blink of an eye, she saw the people surrounding her, yelling at her and throwing them.

Some people even came forward and forcibly tore off her clothes, letting her reveal the chest cloth inside for them to see. A group of people frowned at her chest cloth with displeasure on their faces. In the end, everyone They all shook their heads and left, and then a certificate of persuasion was suddenly handed to her, ordering her to leave the base, and never to approach the XI base again.

This dream made Feng Ling toss and turn, frowning all the time, sleeping very restlessly.

She has regarded the base as her home.

She doesn't want to leave.

If she leaves the base, she doesn't even know how she will go in the future.

Hearing that Feng Ling next to him had been sleeping restlessly after falling asleep, Li Nanheng opened his eyes and looked at her, and saw that there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, and she even kept frowning, as if she was struggling in a dream What, resisting what.

He looked at her for a moment, then stretched out his hand to directly embrace her, and held her in his arms. He then held her in this sleeping position, looked down at the fine sweat on the tip of her nose, and wiped her nose with his fingers. Then patted her shoulder lightly.

The loneliness and fear in the nightmare have always surrounded her. Suddenly, Li Nanheng's figure appeared in the base hall. When everyone was about to drive her out of the base, the man walked up to her and suddenly hugged her into his arms During the day, the temperature in the man's arms made her anxious and hesitant heart suddenly find a sense of belonging. She stood still, unable to hear the voice of the man talking above her head, and could only feel the warmth of the man's arms.

Perhaps it was really helpful to be hugged to sleep. Seeing Feng Ling's frowning brows gradually relaxed in sleep, Li Nanheng slightly curled his lips, and raised his hand to rub the short hair on her head.

That is to be able to have such a distance while she is sleeping, to be able to hug her.

He felt that he might really be a demon, not to mention that he had feelings for a man, but he actually dropped the base for him and ran to a ghostly place like Rogers Pass for nearly a month.

Feng Ling's body has a unique fragrance that belongs to her, not only the smell of shower gel, but this kind of hug directly lingers this fragrance into his nose.

Li Nanheng's heart moved, thinking of Feng Ling's expression of keeping a distance these days, and looking at Feng Ling who was lying in his arms and sleeping more and more at ease, his eyes dimmed, and he lowered his head directly to touch her lips. kiss.