Feng Ling's voice when he spoke was the same heavy nasal voice as when he had a cold: "You think of yourself too much, why don't I go to work in order to avoid you?

"That's why I asked the manager for your address and came to have a look. Chen Beitian didn't feel hurt by her direct reply, smiled, and lifted up a ginger soup bought from outside in his hand: "Drink some ginger soup when I have a cold, when I was in China before, every time I had a severe cold, my aunt at home forced me to drink this thing, although it was unpalatable, but it could really play a good role in the cold of wind and cold." ”

Feng Ling glanced at it and stretched out his hand to take it: "Okay, thank you, I'll stay with the ginger soup, you can go back." ”

Chen Beitian didn't dare to think of entering her place at all, but when he heard the strong meaning of evicting guests, he still raised his eyebrows: "What? Can I eat you or what? I can't beat you in the first place, the emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, even if you have a cold, it can't beat you, what are you afraid of?"

"I'm not afraid, I'm a coach, you're a student, and you still have to keep the etiquette. Feng Ling said with a calm expression: "Is there anything else?" ”

Chen Beitian glanced at her again: "Have you eaten in the past two days?"

"Eat. Feng Ling lied.

She is so bad now, she is already sick, and she can't tell whether she has eaten or not, but seeing her attitude of not wanting him to go in at all, Chen Beitian nodded: "Okay, for more than a year, you have accepted something I gave you for the first time, even if it is just a bowl of ginger soup bought at a restaurant, it can be regarded as accepting, I will continue to work hard, one day you will like me." ”

Feng Ling: "You think too much......

"Have a good rest, I'm leaving. Chen Beitian smiled at her and leaked a mouthful of beautiful white teeth, waved his hand, and turned to walk towards the elevator.

Until he entered the elevator, Feng Ling was about to close the door, and suddenly heard that the door next door that was said to be still being renovated two days ago suddenly opened, she didn't want to care about the things next door, but the corner of her eye seemed to see something, suddenly paused, and then turned her eyes suddenly.

I only saw that Li Nanheng, who would not appear here again, was standing in the door next door, pushing the door with one hand, and holding a coat in the other hand as if he was about to go out, but his eyes stayed on the bowl of ginger soup she was holding in her arms: "Cold?"

Feng Ling looked at him incredulously, then looked at the door next door, and remembered that day he said that the next door was being renovated, but there was really a movement of an electric drill drilling the wall next to him.

Feng Ling: "......"

So she hasn't seen what the neighbor next door looks like, she only knows that it seems to be a very old aunt, could it be that in just a few days, this house has changed hands? Or did Li Nanheng rent this house?

Otherwise, how could he have appeared next door, and apparently he had lived here for the past two days, and there was only a wall between him and her bedroom, and he had never left at all!

Was he hired for the renovation work that day?

Li Nanheng walked over, Feng Ling came back to his senses suddenly, and then looked directly at him again: "What are you doing here?"

"What do you say I'm doing? I've been looking for someone for two years, and I can't let you say you're missing anymore. Li Nanheng raised his hand and directly took the ginger soup in her hand: "The anti-reconnaissance methods that I taught you in the base have all been used against me in the past two years, and your means of attacking the shield with the spear of the other are so good, what else can I do except guard the closest place to you?"

Feng Ling didn't know if it was the reason why she caught a cold, and her reaction was a little sluggish, and when she came back to her senses from his words, the man had already taken the bowl of ginger soup into the kitchen in her house.

She hurriedly walked in, only to see Li Nanheng turn on the fire on the natural gas stove: "This ginger soup is not hot enough, how can you suddenly catch a cold when you drink it after heating?" I haven't seen you come out for two days, and I thought you were on vacation, I knew that you were sick, and it was impossible for such a stinky boy to bring you ginger soup to the door." ”

Listening to the bit of injustice and forbearance in the man's tone, Feng Ling suddenly noticed that Li Nanheng seemed to have changed, but he couldn't tell where it had changed, and it didn't seem to have changed.

It's just that he is domineering, but he suddenly has a sense of proportion, and he won't force her to do anything when she doesn't have any thoughts about him, or even keep a distance from his married status.

Or rather, he has something to be afraid of, so in dealing with her, he is no longer so straightforward, but cautious, for fear that he will really ignite her fire and she will disappear completely.

I can't tell what kind of feeling this is, in short, looking at the man who was helping her heat the ginger soup, Feng Ling raised his hand and touched his forehead, not wanting to speak.

Everyone else has already lived next door, and she still says that if she drives him away, it's a joke, and the longest is only a few meters away, and the person is still next door.

Neuropathy.

I really want to scold.

But now she doesn't have enough physical strength or energy to fight with this man, so she simply didn't speak, just sat on the sofa, wrapped in a blanket and coughed a few times.

A few minutes later, the man took out the hot ginger soup and put it on the coffee table in front of her: "Drink." ”

Feng Ling coughed again and raised his eyes to look at him: "The house next door, did you rent or buy it?"

"What's the difference?"

“……”

That's right, if he wants to live forever, whether it's renting or buying, he has a way to do it.

After all, it is the eldest and youngest of the Li family, and power and money are not a problem, which is like the ants and beings in the world she has seen in the past two years.

She picked up the bowl and put it to her mouth, and the man reminded, "Be careful of burning." ”

She paused as she held the bowl, lowered her head and blew on the edge of the bowl.

"What does the kid who brought you ginger soup just now have to do with you?" Li Nanheng stood opposite her, looking at her holding a bowl and wrapped in a blanket, and asked in a deep voice.

Feng Ling replied faintly in a nasal voice while blowing, "It's my student." ”

She doesn't need to explain too much about herself at all, since Li Nanheng has found her, he must have checked the places she has worked in the past two years, the people she has come into contact with, everything that can be found, and he must be very clear about her current identity and work.

"Student, the male student who came to the door to bring you ginger soup?" the man's voice was low and cold.

Feng Ling took a sip of ginger soup and frowned, it was indeed very difficult to drink.

It's terrible, hot and spicy, but it is undeniable that this thing does seem to warm up her body after two days of cold.

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