Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

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Seeing the scene where one leg was blocked by the sofa, Feng Ling asked in amazement: "When did you wake up?"

"Just woke up." Li Nanheng lowered her arm and turned to her direction: "What sound was outside just now."

"Ah, I'm killing the chicken, have you made it to you?"

"... You will kill?"

"I checked it online and saw the tutorial for killing chickens. I tried to kill one. It's okay. It's quite successful." Feng Ling held the handle on the door with a clean hand and the other He still had blood on his hand, and he was wearing the home clothes of the Qiang family. His long hair was tied behind his head. He looked gentle and quiet. When he talked about killing chickens and seeing blood, he didn't change his face.

Li Nanheng: "Is there a tutorial for this stuff?"

"Yes." Feng Ling looked at his legs again after he said: "You move your legs to the right ten centimeters and walk forward to the bedroom door. The bedroom door is about six or seven meters away from the living room sofa. Distance, there are no obstacles in the middle, can you come out yourself? "

"can."

"That line, I continue to kill." After that, Feng Ling directly opened the bedroom door to help him open, turned and returned directly to the kitchen.

Li Nanheng couldn't help crying. She moved her legs away from the single sofa in the bedroom according to the route she said, and smoothly got out of the bedroom. Then she slowly moved forward, measured the distance according to her steps, and reached a certain position. Later, the legs did touch the edge of the living room sofa.

He touched the back of the sofa, and looked back for the sound of the kitchen, imagining the scene where Feng Ling was killing the chicken, inexplicably remembering what A K said on the phone about not knowing her.

Li Nanheng's heart trembled without a word, turned around and walked towards the direction of the kitchen, raised his hand and touched the wall that almost hit him, and then walked along the wall to the kitchen door, and glanced inward.

Feng Ling was squatting on the ground, fighting hard, hearing the movement, looking back, Li Nanheng with a pair of eyes out of focus was looking at half of his head "looking" at himself.

Feng Ling's eyes were drawn with that inexplicable expression of strong desire for survival.

"Need help?" Li Nanheng asked.

Feng Ling glanced at him: "What can you help?"

Li Nanheng is usually absolutely powerful inside, even if he is taunted by Feng Ling, he does n’t feel any shots. He probably avoids people except when he was in Israel at that time, so he avoided people, otherwise he would This powerful heart, as long as he is not directly facing death, even if Feng Ling is angry at him now because he cannot see, he will not be hurt.

The man was so half-headed in front of the kitchen door, thoughtfully: "Standing next to you?"

"My sword is just a chicken wing, and I need your command?" Feng Ling continued to lower his head to fiddle with the chicken that was almost ready to deal with.

Li Nanheng stood in front of the door and smiled.

Feng Ling lowered his head again for a while, then suddenly turned around and saw that Li Nanheng had not left.

There was no gauze on his eyes now, even though he couldn't see it, but he just stood here and looked at her, it was really ...

"Would you go back to the sofa and sit down and wait for me to apply your eyes to the medicine, don't stand here."

"how?"

"I can't cut this knife when you stand here."

Li Nanheng raised an eyebrow, as if he understood it in particular, nodded his head, turned around, and walked all the way forward.

...

After packing up the chicken and dog jumping scene in the kitchen, Feng Ling cleaned up some of his embarrassing clothes. Then he simply went to take a bath. After taking the shower, he took the medicine that the doctor ordered her to apply to his eyes every day. Help him apply his eyes.

Feng Ling's movements were very light. Every time he helped him apply the medicine, he seemed to be afraid of touching his eyes, but he had to touch them with his fingers.

Li Nanheng sat on the sofa with his eyes closed and said slowly: "If my eyes wouldn't be good for a lifetime, you can't help me apply medicine like this for a lifetime."

"Why not?" Feng Ling said calmly, completely unaffected by his words, patiently holding the medical gauze in his hand: "The doctor said, you are only pressing the visual nerves due to cerebral congestion, and there are some chemical poisons. It will be okay, maybe you can see it all of a sudden, or you can't see it for ten or twenty years, and you will respect the doctor's order every day.

"Listening to you, I really have deep affection for the disabled who can't see me," he said with a smile.

Feng Ling helped him paste the gauze, and then stepped back, carefully check to see if the stickers are neat, so that the previous one looks too funny, and then came forward to adjust the position of the gauze on the left eye, while adjusting He said, "Of course not. You've seen me in my teens and you've seen me in my twenties. You've seen it when I was the prettiest, and I will always remember it."

"Well, so?"

"If you really can't see it in the future, it's not bad, at least you can't see how old I am." Feng Ling removed his hand from the medicated gauze on his eyes, satisfied that he was applying a patch to him now The level of gauze is getting better and better.

She was about to walk away, but her wrist was suddenly heavy, and the man suddenly held her hand.

"I want to see." He held her hand, but there was some firmness in his calm tone.

Want to see what? See how she looks older over the next few decades?

This inexplicable vagueness seems to be saying that the two people will slowly grow old together, it sounds like a refreshing jump, Feng Ling lowered his eyes and looked at the hand he held in his hand.

She settled for a moment and said, "You haven't answered me yet."

"what?"

"The thing about TMing and the billion-dollar financing thing, how did you know that what I wanted to do at the time was these two things? Including the part of the clean funds kept inside TMing, it can be used to give Feng's Filling the fund bank and using it for emergency fund operations, everything just helped me. Is it really what I said to you after drinking too much? "

Li Nanheng hooked his lips lightly, and released his hand from her wrist. He pulled the blanket on his leg up calmly: "You don't know the state after drinking too much?"

"... Of course it's not clear."

Li Nanheng laughed: "You held my leg and called your husband, and you softly begged your relatives to help you kill TMing and Feng Mingyi, and asked your relatives to help you get a billion yuan financing. Look at your beggar It looks so touching, I can't bear it, I started after leaving the resort. "

Feng Ling: "..."

She turned to look around and suddenly looked in the direction of the kitchen.

Li Nanheng raised an eyebrow: "Why not talk? What are you doing?"

Feng Ling's face was expressionless: "I'm looking for the knife that I just killed the chicken."

Li Nanheng: "... Ha?"

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