Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

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The man sneered directly without hesitation: "Who was the one who was almost killed in the parking lot just now?"

Feng Ling: "... It was just an accident. I took care of it for a while. I will put a hundred and twenty vigilance in the future and nothing will happen."

Li Nanheng was sure of this, as long as Feng Ling really realized that he could always be vigilant, no one could hurt her by approaching her.

The man chuckled: "So I should be grateful for this time you relax your vigilance, so that will give me a chance to save the hero?"

Feng Ling expressionless: "I am a hero."

The man raised an eyebrow: "What am I?"

When she looked at the man resting on her leg, although she was slightly pale, she still looked good. She put the fingers on her head on his chin, and gently put her fingers on his chin and face. Ticked: "You are beautiful. Color."

Suddenly Feng Ling, who had been restrained in his emotional affairs, suddenly felt so stupid. The man suddenly got up and went to his loved ones. Before he had any action, Feng Ling continued to press his head with his hands: "No movement!"

Li Nanheng: "..."

He then sighed: "That little hero, you just got up, the hot pot materials you brought back are still not in the car, are you hungry?"

Frightened to death by the scene of his collision, he couldn't afford to be hungry.

Feng Ling whispered, "I'm not hungry, and it doesn't matter if I don't eat a meal or two occasionally."

"I'm hungry." When the man said these three words, he stared at her.

Feng Ling was quick to know this time, because when the man looked at her, he instantly understood what he meant by hunger.

He was oppressed by him for so long last night, and he came again twice in the morning, not feeding him yet?

She didn't speak, just glanced at him, then slowly and gently put his head back on the pillow, got up, went to pick up the fruit on the coffee table on the sofa, picked up an orange and walked back, While cutting the skin while stuffing the orange flap into the man's mouth, "Eat hungry, eat fruit first."

One of the most annoying fruits of Li Nanheng is oranges, which are stuffed stiffly, and his whole face wrinkles instantly. He wants to endure the taste of oranges, and then looks at Feng Ling. I calmly eat oranges there and admire my heart: "I can still eat this sour. People who don't know think you are pregnant."

Feng Ling glanced directly at him, because of his words, he subconsciously glanced at those used contraceptives in the trash can, took the remaining orange petals three or two times, and said, "Not so sour, You feel sour because you hate eating this, so your senses are enlarged, and a little sour taste is said to be very sour, but it is actually quite sweet. "

"Really?" The man lay there honestly, not moving. He probably had a headache when he really moved, so he didn't move, and whispered, "How sweet?"

Feng Ling walked over to help him lift the quilt up. Suddenly the man suddenly raised his hand at this time and pressed her head down again: "Come, I'll try it."

At the moment when he was almost kissed, Feng Ling hurriedly pressed the man's head back together, but he was careful not to make too much movement, so as not to aggravate his concussion, but he was lying for a long time. After that, it is estimated that it has been slowed down a lot, and his complexion is not as white as before.

Fortunately, the injury was not serious, otherwise Feng Ling would not be in the mood to accompany him here and laugh.

After a few minutes, the landline in the room rang. Feng Ling went to answer the phone. The police called. After explaining the matter in detail, she asked if she had offended anyone, or if there was anything else she could say. There is no evidence in Feng Ling ’s hands, and it is impossible to directly say the object of suspicion, just a brief description of the situation at the time and the text message that he received, and the number that will send the text message. Then hung up.

The call took about ten minutes, and when she turned back, she saw Li Nanheng closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The doctor did say that the concussion requires more sleep and rest, and even if the man is physically strong, he never slept last night and this morning, and then went out again. It is estimated that he did not take a good rest. He can sleep now. Yeah.

She was about to turn out of the hotel's suite bedroom. The man with eyes closed on the bed suddenly said, "Be nice in the room, don't go out and walk around. When the snow on the road clears in the morning, I will return to the base. This will not delay the training of the youth team. . "

"Um." Feng Ling answered, in fact, the balance in her heart now leans towards Li Nanheng, and she can temporarily hand over to Han Jin to help host a day or two.

However, Li Nanheng was not severely injured. There was no need to bother others too much. She didn't say much, she just said, "I'll get some food, and you rest first."

Suddenly, Li Nanheng, who was to be taken care of by Feng Ling, did not speak any more, but he slightly hooked his lips, obviously in a good mood.

Feng Ling stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window last night and looked at the snow scene outside the window.

According to the information disclosed by the police just now, the drunkard really drank alcohol. Although he was conscious about what to do, the way of thinking and speaking was not very clear. It was necessary to wait until the alcohol concentration in the body was gone. During the interrogation, another person who drove in the car had been lying in the treatment room after being taken away, and almost had no breath left.

However, they have found the identity of the driver who was a local taxi driver in Los Angeles. He started betting on debts last month and owed more than one million yuan to the casino. His wife took the child straight away. It is the family situation of the person they found. As for the account in his name, three days ago, he received a two million remittance from a mysterious anonymous household.

Although the bank has the responsibility to cooperate with the police investigation, it should try its best to find out who the mysterious payment account is. However, some special banks in Los Angeles have a separate system for some well-off rich people, which is some VVVIP level. Of customers can hide their names. In this case, it is difficult to check them, because this mode of hiding their names cannot be found out by the bank's system. This is a distinguished treatment they give to VVVIP customers. It can also be regarded as a loophole that has not been noticed, so it cannot be checked.

Feng Ling really has few people who want to kill him. Except for those who have offended during the previous mission, there really seems to be no more.

However, if it is a person who has met during the mission, if those people want to murder her in secret, it is definitely not an easy way. Those people are used to violence and blood, and they will not be fierce and delicate.

Those who have this level of treatment at the bank ...

She picked up her mobile phone, opened the locked album, and looked at the picture of the ring ring jade and jade pendant that were snapped together by herself, thoughtfully.