Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

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Feng Ling: "... I slept a little bit earlier, not too awake."

"..."

It is indeed Feng Ling. Other women are eager to scrutinize his word and sentence dozens of times to find out the traces of some emotions. She is really good.

Li Nanheng glimpsed the passing food city next to her, remembering that Feng Ling liked to eat the noodles there last time, and also said that she prefers to eat relatively when she came to the country. The phone said: "Okay, wash your face, relax and prepare to welcome your husband back."

Feng Ling: "...? Who's husband? I don't have a husband."

The man laughed at the phone at this moment, got out of the car and headed for the gastronomic city.

In this food city, there are not only special snacks from all over the place, but also some shops selling all kinds of little things that girls like.

While Li Nanheng was waiting for the restaurant to cook rice noodles, he turned around and walked outside because there were too many people in the line.

When passing by in front of those shops, I saw various gadgets, accessories and toys, and found that he had never seen these things in Feng Ling's room and trunk.

In the past, she didn't have these in her room either. She didn't usually go out shopping, but she never bought them.

Do n’t like it, or have you never seen it?

Li Nanheng picked up something like a small music box, and when he picked it up, the small thing sounded in his hand. After watching it for a while, he let it go.

Alas, it is not suitable for her. It was estimated that she was broken in a matter of minutes.

Then he turned and looked to the side selling hand-knitted scarves.

The recent weather in the city of T is not warm. Scarves can come in handy.

When Li Nanheng moved his eyebrows, he thought that Feng Ling usually wore black or white or gray clothes, but most of them were black clothes. He always looked cold and cold.

In black ...

What color looks better?

He looked at those scarves and picked up a red one. The quality was good. It was hand-knitted and it looked very warm. After thinking about it, Feng Ling's appearance when wearing this scarf should look good and pay directly. Money goes.

As I was going back to get the noodles, I saw a shop selling handmade soap and various handmade gadgets, and there were hand creams on the stalls.

I see a few words on the introduction written below: moisturizing, long-term use can eliminate thin cocoons ...

Feng Ling had a thin, thin, cocoon hand that seemed very white and tender because she held the gun for a long time.

He was a big man who had never used such hand cream and never saw her use it. I do n’t know if it was just an advertising effect or what, but thinking about it, I went forward and asked, "How long will it take to eliminate thin cocoons?"

The exquisite makeup clerk stepped forward and said enthusiastically, "Sir, this one is made of papaya ingredients, and it has the same effect as Australian papaya cream, and it is even better than that. It is very moisturizing and is a new one we launched this year , The weather is cold, both men's and women's hands will be very dry, applying some hand cream is good for the skin ... "

Followed by a long list of descriptions that only women can understand, but Li Nanheng can only hear a few words: Perseverance, the thin cocoons will slowly soften until they disappear.

In the past, Li Nanheng did not feel that there was anything wrong with the thin cocoons in Feng Ling's hands. It was okay to train in the base for a long time without tanning. It was just a thin layer of cocoons in his hands and he was not in the way.

But Wen Leqing once mentioned it inadvertently, saying that no girl would not care about it, beauty is nature, and perfection is the pursuit.

After listening to the slogans of the shop assistant, Li Nanheng didn't say more, and bought two directly.

Then I took the cooked noodles and drove back to the hotel.

Several shop assistants have hardly left his eyes since the man bought hand cream, and saw that he actually packed a rice noodle and then went out, and then saw the car he was driving, thinking of the one he had just worn Windbreakers and suits are definitely not simple roles.

And just now the man didn't just look simple on the dressing field. This kind of person is just enough to stand in the crowd.

But he just packed a rice noodle back, shouldn't this kind of person stay in a seven-star hotel, eat Michelin food and drink tens of thousands of pieces of red wine?

...

A few minutes later, Li Nanheng parked the car in the underground garage of the seven-star hotel, carrying a bag and a bag of rice noodles into the elevator.

Feng Ling has n’t taken a shower yet, anyway, she washed it in the morning anyway, apart from going to buy something at noon, she did n’t go out and did n’t sweat. She was too heavy to sleep just now. Dizzy, still want to go to sleep.

But thinking of Li Nanheng returning soon, she persisted for a while and put away the books she had read in the afternoon.

Before long, the man pushed in directly.

Feng Ling came out of the bedroom not because the man returned, but because he smelled the taste of rice noodles, and then saw the bag in his hand: "You bought ... rice noodles?"

Seeing the little woman in her pajamas standing there, she looked like a little daughter-in-law waiting for her husband at home for a whole day, Li Nanheng raised an eyebrow: "Go get the bowl."

Feng Ling went directly to the kitchen to get the bowl, then took the rice noodles, put it in the bowl, and when he turned back, he saw the man handing another bag to her.

She opened it for a look, a red hand-knitted scarf, soft and warm to the touch, and two hand creams.

Feng Ling stood in a daze. He didn't understand what he bought, and couldn't guess why.

"Don't stand stupid, go eat first."

Feng Ling lowered the bag in her hand and turned back to the dining table. While pinching the rice noodles into a small bowl, it was hard to imagine how a person like Li Nanheng would go to the small food city alone to help her pack such things.

The last time she said to eat, it was only a temporary surprise. At that time, I felt that Li Nanheng was sitting in that kind of food city. Even though it looked like there was no unacceptable expression on his face, he still felt that he was out of place with that place.

So she never expected that Li Nanheng would go there again, and helped her pack the noodles.

And this noodle was the taste she had eaten last time. He didn't say anything at that time, but she remembered the taste she liked.

Feng Ling glanced thoughtfully at the bag on the sofa.

She knew that there were those gadgets selling around there.

So Li Nanheng bought her these things along the way?

Think of him as a big man who fought in front of a terrified horror like Yan Luo, who would help her pick some small gifts in that kind of place. The scene must be amazing ...

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(Chapter 30 of today ’s explosion is here. Continue tomorrow ~ I wish you all peace and success in the new year! I hope everything is done! These two people have been in the wind of the XI base for too long, so Today's main daily sweet little sweet, tomorrow will still be sweet, and it will be wonderful! Dear ones, please ask for monthly tickets ~!)