Qin Siting called and saw the two women at the Amethyst City Club tonight, which finally stimulated Dr. Qin, who was calm and calm on weekdays, and it was rare to continue drinking.

When Li Nanheng answered the phone, he looked back at Feng Ling who was sleeping on the bed, and confirmed that she was gradually sleeping peacefully in the warm quilt, turned the air conditioner to a comfortable temperature, and went out.

Mo Jingshen called Li Nanheng before rushing to Qin Siting's villa: "Didn't you just drink wine in the evening, why did you go to Qin Siting's place to drink again?"

Li Nanheng had already arrived at the place, sat on the sofa, glanced at the bright lights in the villa area outside the window, and glanced at Qin Siting, who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window: "I'm afraid that he can't think so, come and take a look, but he stood in front of the window like a piece of wood for half an hour. I suspect that he had entered a state of meditation and became a Buddha and could not listen to anything."

Speaking of this, Li Nanheng raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. If it weren't for Qin Siting, he wouldn't have left Feng Ling and others out in the hotel.

Li Nanheng didn't plan to care about these messy things when calling Shi Niange to the Amethyst City Club, but Shi Niange happened to send a cake on his birthday. It happened that Li Nanheng had been staying in Haicheng for a long time recently. He didn't have the time to get involved in this trick, but he still couldn't stand Qin Siting's appearance in recent years was too lonely and quiet.

When Mo Jingshen arrived, Qin Siting was still standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

"How long has he been standing?" Mo Jingshen walked in.

Li Nanheng blinked and watched the tall man walk in, his clear-cut fingers brushed the ashes, and raised his eyebrows: "I guess he has been standing there since he came back. He was like this when I came."

"After that's it." He glanced at Mo Jingshen: "You can still come here so late. Could it be that Ji Nuan was so drunk that he couldn't recognize who you were and kicked you off the bed?"

Mo Jingshen glanced at him: "You are very experienced? Are you often kicked by women?"

Li Nanheng raised his eyebrows and smiled and picked up the cigarette.

Aren't you kicked often?

The only woman who kicked him in her life was Feng Ling.

As early as an hour ago, he was kicked several times by her in the hotel room. The force of his calves was still hurting.

The three men drank in the villa until dawn, and mocked Qin Siting for a wave of laughter. While glimpsing the dawn, Li Nanheng glanced at his cell phone, and there was no call from Feng Ling.

Even if she wakes up, she will not call.

Now she was so angry that she wanted to be so far away from his entire solar system.

If I don’t really give her a ruthless person, I don’t know when the little girl will be numb to the point.

Qin Siting rarely drank a lot tonight, because Shi Niange left for so many years, but recently returned to China and appeared directly in front of him. The lights in the villa opposite were lit up again after a few years.

Who would have thought that a celebrity in the medical field who manipulated life and death in front of the operating table had lost to the word "love" many years ago?

Mo Jingshen was in a bad mood tonight. It is said that Ji Nuan said he was going to study in T City. Wen Xiangwangyu's wife wanted to temporarily go to other cities to study and further studies. Mo Jingshen had no reason to refuse, and he had nowhere to vent his anger.

Mr. Mo, who is not bloody, will not blink when he is in danger, but his wife will cause a headache.

Li Nanheng is different.

The young wife finally learned to be jealous. Li Boss is in a very good mood at the moment.

...

Feng Ling woke up after a sleep. It was already past six o'clock in the morning. When he opened his eyes, he suddenly sat up. He didn't see Li Nanheng in the room. In a blink of an eye, he saw that the coat the man had worn before had disappeared.

He left.

So I hugged and chewed her and kissed her last night, and did I really treat her as his wife?

Who should I treat it as? Feng Mingzhu?

After sobering up, he found that she was the person in the room, so he didn't even say hello and left directly?

Feng Ling got up and got out of bed, walked around the room, but there was no trace of Li Nanheng. He looked at the sky outside the window again. He must have been away for a long time.

So should she send him a text message now, wishing him and Feng Mingzhu a happy marriage and a happy new year to have a son?

Perhaps it was her sudden involuntary anger and her childish thoughts that made her laugh first. She stood in the room for a while and grinned inexplicably, but she had no warmth between her eyebrows and eyes. After gradually calming down her emotions, she went directly to the bathroom to wash up, and then left the room directly without caring about Li Nanheng's ID card. After getting her ID back, she walked out directly and left without looking back.

Two hours later, Li Nanheng returned to the hotel.

When the front desk staff saw him coming back, they respectfully stepped forward and handed him his ID card to him. At the same time, they whispered respectfully: "Mr. Li, Miss Feng said nothing when she left, but her face was not very good when she left."

Li Nanheng responded lightly, glanced at his cell phone again, and sent a text message to Feng Ling while walking out: [I drank too much last night, sorry.]

After sending, Li Nanheng got into the car and sat in the car and waited slowly. After five minutes, he rarely sent text messages. Feng Ling, who would never reply to his text message according to his usual temper, replied to him with a word: [Get out!]

Looking at the words with anger and the exclamation mark.

Li Nanheng sat in the car and laughed.

Xiao Fengling, who has always tried to calm down in everything, is cautious and cautious.

Today.

Completely furious.

Very cute.

Li Nanheng smiled and looked at the word, without replying, threw his phone into the passenger seat, started the engine and drove away from the hotel.

...

After blowing up the hair, Feng Ling began to deliberately avoid any place where Li Nanheng existed.

Knowing that he was in Haicheng recently, Feng Ling simply stopped going to Mo's side. He only stayed by Ji Nuan as a door god every day. Whether it was Ji Nuan's studio, conference room, or other occasions, or the Imperial Garden, except for his current temporary residence, Feng Ling has almost become a pendant on Ji Nuan. If Mr. Mo had not appeared, Feng Ling would not leave for a moment.

Ji Nuan also noticed that Feng Ling's condition was not right recently, so she couldn't help asking her: "You... I don't even need a little personal rest time recently, and I'm so busy with me every day? Is there someone who is very dangerous to appear recently? I'm inexplicably frightened."

Feng Ling: "...No, I just think that since Mr. Mo asked me to ensure your safety, I can't be too ungrateful of my duties."

Ji Nuan couldn't help laughing: "You are guaranteed to be safe and you are about to hang on me. Why do I always feel like you are hiding from whom recently?"

"No, you feel wrong."

Ji Nuan raised her eyebrows: "Really not?"

"No."

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(I have visually tested the release of the manuscript that I will be updated in a few days, and it seems quite sweet~ Please vote for monthly votes! I also asked for the romance competition to vote! Thanks to the top leaders who have been smashing the list for Qingqing recently, I was moved to tears!)
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