Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

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Seeing Feng Ling start to sip in his mouth, as if he hadn't eaten in 800 years.

Li Nanheng looked at her with a self-doubt expression: "It's delicious?"

"Well, it's delicious." Feng Ling raised his eyes and looked at him, laughing and eating to prove that what he said is true, nodded subconsciously.

Li Nanheng didn't say more, until Feng Ling was almost finished, and she saw that she ate quickly. Was it really delicious?

He suddenly picked up chopsticks and took a bite of rice into his mouth.

"..." The water in the rice was less and hard.

The man picked up another dish and put it in his mouth.

"..."

Seeing Li Nanheng's darkened expression, Feng Ling didn't go to see him again, only lowered his head and continued to eat.

The man did not stop her now deliberately "supporting", but said lightly: "Forget it, take out next time."

Feng Ling dropped the bowl: "It's really good."

Li Nanheng sneered: "Less farts."

In fact, takeaway is indeed better. After all, Li Bo is obviously the first time to cook like a cook. Both dishes are salty, and I do n’t know how much seasoning or salt is put. I can only say that luck is Cooked, and even overcooked, but it will not hurt the stomach.

But Feng Ling, after all, has a strong desire to survive, and his mouth still says: "You see, I'm almost eaten, boss, you can eat enough, don't be so picky."

Li Nanheng coldly glanced at her: "Do you think I am you? Picking a sour and wild wild fruit in the jungle can also be eaten?" Speaking of this, he suddenly looked at her squarely: "So when you were a kid Can raw meat be eaten? Otherwise, how exactly do you swallow these things I made? "

Feng Ling: "..."

Looking at each other, she looked at him for a while, then looked at the man's home clothes. At this moment, in such a place, far away from the XI base, away from so many disturbances of right and wrong, only in such tranquility, It was found that some kind of temper that belonged to Lijia's son-in-law was not bad, but he was overbearing and polite.

In the end, it was still the young master of Li's family, who took off his base uniform. In fact, this man was a pure Li Nanheng himself.

Feng Ling didn't know why he thought about it now, but facing his black eyes, he still answered truthfully: "I haven't eaten raw meat, I can't eat it, remember to feed my she-wolf when I was young. This kind of raw meat that I don't know from which beast was torn off to me. I looked at the **** thing and vomited, I couldn't eat it at all. "

Li Nanheng glanced at Feng Lingbaijing's small face: "So how did you survive?"

"Eating wild fruits, or looking for some wild grass and wild vegetables that can be eaten nearby based on the instinct of survival, and the milk of the she-wolf, anyway, I lived to about five years old, and I was thin when I was taken out of the jungle." She put another bite into the bowl in front of her: "So for me, it is enough to have a hot meal, I am not picky."

Feng Ling's eyes were calm and calm, so that Li Nanheng had no time to feel bad for her childhood experience, and her calm eyes erased those extra thoughts.

Everyone ’s experience is different. Although such experience is really too hard for a little girl, if it is not for this, she will not accidentally mix into the XI base and stay here. Discovered by him.

Or maybe it was the first time in Li Nanheng's life that she didn't have that much courage. She didn't have the courage to imagine how she lived in the jungle for five years.

So small, so small a little girl.

After Feng Ling ate all the dishes, she put down the tableware and raised her eyes to see that Li Nanheng had been watching her, but she said nothing to herself, and she looked back at him: "Boss, I have eaten all the food, you If you ’re hungry, I ’ll just ask you for a takeaway. I ’m full. ”

Li Nanheng glanced at the empty bowl in front of her, and couldn't tell whether it was painful that she really ate it, or whether she should laugh and be so upright that she really ate it.

He ticked his lips and said suddenly, "Do you want to see the apartment I bought with your money?"

Feng Ling was about to forget this, and asked subconsciously: "Where?"

"The downstairs is the same size and the same layout as mine. Because I'm not sure what kind of decoration style you like, it will be too troublesome to renovate in the future. Therefore, I just made a simple decoration, which is not suitable for living directly. . "

Feng Ling's eyes paused, and his eyes circled.

If it is the same size and the same pattern ...

At first Li Nanheng said that she used her money to buy a small apartment for her.

But he must have at least more than two hundred square meters here, and it is double-layered. Although she didn't pay much attention, she also saw that there was a staircase that could go up, so it was at least three or four hundred square meters.

If it's the same, is this still a "small" apartment?

Feng Ling didn't know how much it would cost to buy an apartment in Los Angeles, and it wasn't clear which street and which way, but it felt that the place where Li Bo could live was definitely not cheap.

She wanted to ask how much it cost for the apartment he bought for her, but the man got up to answer the phone.

Looking at the back of Li Bo when he got up to answer the phone, Feng Ling looked at the empty tableware on the table and picked it up directly into the kitchen.

After Li Nanheng hung up the phone, he heard the sound of water from the kitchen, and saw that Feng Ling was no longer at the table. Guessing what she was doing, she turned and walked in. She stood leaning against the door and looked upright. Feng Ling washing dishes while standing by the sink.

"Let there be no washing." The man's voice came.

Feng Ling was still scrubbing the bowl in his hands as if he hadn't heard it.

When Li Nanheng saw that she insisted on washing, she sighed and walked over: "If you have a dishwasher, put it inside."

Feng Ling then saw the dishwasher above the cabinet. After a pause, he lowered his head to continue washing: "It doesn't matter. There are only two or three bowls. Just wash them."

The man's hand stretched out at this moment, took the bowl in her hand under the water, and set it aside again: "You are injured now, either go back to bed or go to the sofa to rest, there is nothing to do . "

Feng Ling's hands were empty, and looking at the dishes that were a little farther away, he had to shake the water under his hands and did not insist, "Oh" turned and walked out.

After a short time, Li Nanheng stepped out of the kitchen and saw Feng Ling standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room. His hands were lightly attached to the window, and he was looking at the pedestrians passing downstairs.

This is the tenth floor. It is not high enough to see the road, but it is also very high and you can look far away.

She doesn't know which way this is, but judging from the nearby building facilities, it should be not far from the city center.