The time had already pointed to three o'clock in the afternoon.

Although they didn't plan to inform the base of this kind of thing, but the base still heard some rumors from the police, Ah Feng specially called to ask if the base needed to come forward to solve it, and also cared about Feng Ling's situation, and determined that Li Nanheng's injury was not a big deal, and Feng Ling's side did not affect his emotions because of this murder incident, so he hung up the phone, but before hanging up, he still said that Feng Ling has always been a person from the base, and when this kind of thing happens, the base can come forward at any time to help her find out the real murderer behind the scenes.

If this matter has nothing to do with Feng Mingzhu, then there is no problem with handing it over to the base.

But now even Feng Ling herself suspects Feng Mingzhu's head, this matter is related to the Feng family, and she is ...... with the Feng family In short, it's not time yet.

Li Nanheng held up the wrist that the doctor had bandaged with gauze again, and comfortably pillowed on Feng Ling's lap again.

"When you're tired, close your eyes and sleep for a while. Feng Ling still rubbed his head with his fingers, and from time to time gently helped him relax his temples and around his eyes, so that his headache would be reduced a lot.

At this moment, the hotel staff knocked on the door and brought some ingredients that Feng Ling asked them to help buy, and also prepared some cooked food from the hotel and sent them over.

Feng Ling went to open the door, thanked him, and then took the ingredients into the small kitchen in the suite.

Although the kitchen in the hotel is not large, but fortunately, the seasoning and equipment are very comprehensive, and she can be regarded as supporting herself in the two years in Boston, and she can't say how proficient she is in cooking, but she will definitely do some.

She washed and cut those fresh ingredients, and deliberately used a pot next to it to boil medicinal chicken soup, which she later learned from Xiaoba in Haicheng, and it tasted good at the time, so she remembered the method, turned around and continued to cut some diced beef, and fried two simple side dishes with eggs and vegetables and other ingredients, and made these things, it was not suitable for eating any toast sandwiches and the like, she went to the hotel to ask for some white rice, and cooked rice.

She helped Li Nanheng to sit on the bed, his injured hand was on the table next to the bed, one hand was on his own lap, Feng Ling stood on the side of the bed, the height was just right, and he fed him with rice with a spoon, as well as various soups and stir-fried vegetables, so that he was slowly fed one bite at a time.

But she was also hungry, so while feeding him, she also occasionally ate a few bites, although she prepared chopsticks, but sometimes habitually fed directly with a spoon into her mouth, although this action has been two or three times, but every time she mistakenly put the spoon he used into her mouth, she was stunned, and suddenly raised her eyes to see Li Nanheng sitting on the bed with a very good smile.

She didn't have time to be shy or anything in this situation, she thought very straight, she had done it before, and it wasn't the first time, no matter how thin-skinned she was, it was time to pass this transition period, so she continued to feed him with a blank face.

But these reminded her of the scene when she was injured or hospitalized in front of him, when Li Nanheng often valued her, and often stayed by her side to take care of her, this cold and impersonal man in the eyes of others seemed to really put into his only enthusiasm and patience here.

It's just that at that time, she always didn't respond a little indifferently, and even blindly thought that she should be a man, and nothing should happen beyond her control.

But in the end, it fell to this step step by step unconsciously.

At that time, Li Nanheng was cold by her, but now Li Nanheng was satisfied and hugged her from the side of the bed, wrapped his arms around her waist, and continued to let her feed him with medicinal chicken soup and vegetables.

"I think I'm looking at a lot of things too simply. Feng Ling carried the bowl and let him hug him like this, while slowly feeding him the soup, he said slowly with some hesitation: "I'm too selfish." ”

Her hand on the spoon tightened slightly: "Since some things exist, I may have to face them sooner or later, even if I don't want to face them, but fate doesn't seem to plan for me to live like this forever......"

Her words were ambiguous, and ordinary people might not be able to hear what she meant at all.

Li Nanheng heard it.

She was thinking about her life experience, thinking about closing her family, and she was thinking about whether she should be brave enough to face those things that were already close to the truth.

"But I don't think I'm going to like that...... My world is small and I can't accept so many complicated people and things......"

Before she finished speaking, Li Nanheng suddenly pressed the person into his arms heavily, which was originally encircling her, and pressed the person heavily on his chest at once.

"Hey, slow down, the soup is about to be spilled. Feng Ling hurriedly stabilized his hand, seeing that the soup just flowed down the edge of the bowl to his hand, and had not yet spilled out, he quickly broke free from his arms, pulled a piece of paper from the paper drawer and wiped it on the edge of the bowl, and then turned to look at him, but saw that Li Nanheng didn't mean to tell her those things at all, she stared, thinking that this man was still torturing her in bed last night, it was really love and hate, plus the matter of the Feng family was entangled in his heart, and for a while, he suddenly opened his mouth and bit him the chin.

The man was unmoved, until she bit hard, the man raised his uninjured hand and pressed the back of her head, lowered his head and rubbed it back and forth on her lips, patient and gentle, and then opened her lips with the tip of his tongue, Feng Ling was reluctant to open his mouth, but in the end he was gently pryed open by the man, and then bit her soft lip flap, and kissed deeper and deeper.

At the end of the kiss, Feng Ling could feel the man's gentle pity from this kiss, and he could feel that he seemed to really know something, but he understood her very well, she didn't say it, and he never mentioned it.

She had also been kissed so much that she put the bowl in her hand on the table next to her, so as not to really spill it, and seeing that her hand was empty, the man pinched her chin and kissed her for a long time.

When Feng Ling noticed something, he lowered his head and saw that he didn't know when he had already sat on his lap, his hands were around his neck, and he took the initiative to respond...... Men have been evident ...... Cough......

"You can still ...... like this"

She really couldn't say the words "hard up", just the first few words she gasped, and when she said it, she tried to make her expression look less ashamed.