Li Nanheng didn't move at all, and still sat there, "Well, then I'll accompany you here." ”

Feng Ling glanced at him, "Didn't you hear the point?"

"What"

"I said I wanted to be alone. ”

Li Nanheng looked at her for a while, and then seemed to be a little embarrassed, coughed, picked up the clothes on the sofa and put them on slowly, it seemed that his back was really painful, and when he put on his sleeves, he didn't take them off as neatly as he did at that time, and after his arm was stuck twice, he saw that Feng Ling didn't mean to come over to help him get dressed, and finally put on his clothes himself.

"The thin blanket on the sofa could be covered, and if it wasn't warm enough, there was a bed and a quilt in the next room. Li Nanheng stood up, after all, he knew that Feng Ling didn't have much patience with him now, and it was absolutely useless for him to take the method of forcibly attacking before, so he could only take his time, and he couldn't be in a hurry at all.

Feng Ling didn't reply, only after he got up, he picked up the thin blanket on the sofa, folded it and put it aside, meaning that she wouldn't cover the things he had covered.

Li Nanheng felt a breath in his chest, looked at her, raised his hand and moved his arm gently, and after pulling the injury on his back, his face turned pale again.

Feng Ling glanced at him, "If you have an injury, don't go to rest, what do you turn next to me, if you mind that I'm here, I'll go out now, and it doesn't matter if I stand in the corridor for a few hours." ”

I can't stay a little longer

Li Nanheng looked at her in a sullen voice and wanted to speak, but saw that Feng Ling directly withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at him.

Fuck, he Li Nanheng has never met such a difficult person in his life, and he is still a woman.

"Rest early. After the man finished speaking, he stopped dangling his arms in front of her, and turned around and went back to the bedroom.

The living room was quiet again, and the strong and crisp smell of the man's body that only belonged to him was finally far away, Feng Ling felt that she could breathe hard, and after sitting on the sofa for a while, she reclined directly on the sofa.

Although the surrounding environment and this living room look unfamiliar, she doesn't seem to be particularly uncomfortable, the medicinal properties have not completely dissipated before, in fact, her head has been hurting, so she lay down for a while, looking at the simple and clean living room, and then looked at the snow-white wall, in her mind was that she was suddenly woken up in the car, and the whole person rolled down from the back seat, and after waking up, she saw Li Nanheng pulling open the deformed car door and jumping in.

No matter how long I close my eyes, I can't erase that scene in my mind.

In the end, Feng Ling turned over on the sofa and squeezed his head into the corner of the sofa.

The next day, early in the morning.

Feng Ling didn't know how long he had been asleep, anyway, he had insomnia at the beginning of last night, and then he fell asleep in a daze, but after all, he still had a lot of dreams.

It's been a long time since I've had so many dreams.

It wasn't until dawn that I finally slept a little more steadily.

There was a faint smell of food wafting in the air, very faint, and some strange smell, strange, really strange.

She had to open her eyes because of the smell, and saw that it was dawn, and then glanced in front of the kitchen door in the direction from which the smell came, and at this angle on the sofa, only a corner of the man's back could be seen.

Feng Ling looked in that direction suspiciously, got up and walked over, and when he arrived at the kitchen door, he saw that an injured patient who had just been knocked with a stick yesterday was standing in the kitchen and broke two eggs and put them on a plate, and then used chopsticks to stir the eggs there with a very awkward movement.

It wasn't until she saw the man turn on the rice cooker next to him that she saw that there was porridge cooking inside, but the water in the porridge seemed to be too little, very dry, as if she accidentally put too much water in making rice.

Seeing the man's action of pouring eggs into the frying pan again, Feng Ling couldn't stand it anymore, and walked over, "What are you doing?"

The man turned the unseemly-looking egg cake in the pot with his chopsticks, and glanced sideways at her, "Why don't you sleep for a while"

Feng Ling looked at the miserable egg in the pot, "I smell a little strange, get up and take a look." ”

"Tastes strange"

Feng Ling glanced at the contents of his pot again, "What else is there here besides oil?"

"I put some honey, not that girls like sweet, I made my own honey omelette. ”

Feng Ling""

I used to know that Young Master Li could do anything, but he really couldn't do it when he cooked, once when she lived in his apartment, she had eaten a few things he cooked by himself, how to say, cooked is cooked, and he won't eat bad stomach, but the taste is very terrible, so terrible that except for people like her who grew up in the wolves, everyone else should be difficult to swallow.

But I didn't expect that more than two years have passed, and there is no growth at all.

"You want to make breakfast," Feng Ling asked.

Li Nanheng gave her a look of "do I look like I'm cooking dinner".

Feng Ling pursed his lips, and suddenly reached out and took the frying pan in his hand, "Get out of the way, don't get in the way." ”

Seeing Feng Ling's attitude that seemed to be showing his hand in the kitchen, Li Nanheng consciously moved away.

After getting out of the way, in a blink of an eye, I saw Feng Ling very skillfully dumping the eggs that were no longer edible in the pot, brushing the inside of the pot again, putting it back on the stove, pouring some water into it three or two, and then beating two eggs into it, and after a minute or two, two very perfect poached eggs had been put into the plate next to her.

Looking at the two golden-colored poached eggs, Li Nanheng glanced at Feng Ling's hand again, and then watched her skillfully re-add boiling water to the rice cooker.

"You used to cook very well, where did you learn it now?"

Feng Ling continued to be busy with himself, didn't look back at him, and replied coldly, "I'm not a young master like you, and there will be people who will come to the door every day to take care of your diet and daily life when you leave the base, and I can't eat takeout every day, two years is enough for me to learn how to make something to eat, isn't it strange?"

Li Nanheng looked at her and was indeed more skilled than when she was cooking two years ago, standing aside, watching her action, the corners of her mouth inadvertently hooked upward.

Feng Ling just couldn't stand his cooking skills, obviously cooking things were not delicious, and he was injured, so he ran to the kitchen early in the morning to what he was doing

Originally, she didn't say that she was going to have breakfast at his place, and she would eat it if he did, and it was so unpalatable.

She packed up the things in the kitchen, and then made some other ingredients, and after preparing a few good breakfasts, she was about to bring the plate to the table outside, when she turned around, she suddenly saw the man looking at her all the time, Feng Ling's movements stopped, and when she raised her eyes, she saw the man's eyes looking at her, as if she was looking at a little daughter-in-law.