As soon as she parked her car in the parking lot downstairs of the hotel, Feng Ling suddenly heard the sound of cars whistling by next to her. When she got off the car, she looked at Li Nanheng's car happened to drive into the parking lot at this time and parked diagonally opposite her.

He just came back?

"Are you so late today?" Feng Ling walked over and asked.

Li Nanheng saw her car when she was driving in. She wanted to sit in the car for a while, but when she heard her voice, she knew she couldn't hide it anymore, so she fell down the car window and looked at the little woman wearing a red scarf standing outside the car with a dark eyes.

He suddenly smiled: "This scarf is good, is it warm?"

"Yeah." Feng Ling replied softly, actually a little embarrassed, but I have to admit that it is indeed very warm. Today, Ji Nuan has been praising her for wearing a red scarf and her black and red combination.

She didn't notice the hoarseness in the man's voice when he spoke. Usually, Li Nanheng always wanted to kiss her when he was in front of her, and often had such a kind of hoarse voice when he hugged her, as sharp as her, and he didn't notice his strangeness for a while.

"Don't you get off the car?" Feng Ling asked when he saw him sitting in the car.

"You go up and rest first, I'll call before going up." Li Nanheng said and smiled at her.

Feng Ling saw that he was preparing to take his cell phone from his pocket and seemed to be a little slow. Although he didn't see his abnormality, he still instinctively asked: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Li Nanheng paused, turned his head and looked at her through the open car window: "No."

"The underground garage is very cold. If you have any phone calls to go back to the room, I will go back to the bedroom to wash if it is inconvenient for me to listen. Since I have seen it here, I have to go back separately. Is that necessary?" Feng Ling said as he stood outside the car door waiting for her to get off the car.

She usually avoids him, and even after reconciliation, he often takes the initiative. It is rare that she will insist on something.

Now she insists on going up with him. If it were normal, Li Nanheng would be in a good mood because she is changing little by little, feeling happy in love little by little.

But now, facing this little woman wearing a red scarf, Li Nanheng only felt that it was a torture.

About half a minute later, Li Nanheng got off the car.

When he got off the car, he was blown by the cold air outside the car, so he was much more energetic. However, he still stood beside Feng Ling after closing the car door. He did not go forward like usual and put the domineering building in his arms. He kept a distance of about half a meter from her and said, "Let's go."

Feng Ling glanced at him, turned around and walked towards the elevator in the underground garage.

After entering the elevator, Feng Ling took out the room card from his bag and said, "Are you sure you are not sick?"

"Yes." The man replied lightly.

In the narrow elevator space, the elevator door mirror reflected Feng Ling's movements when he lowered his head and flipped his bag. Looking at the little woman's soft hair and rare, less cold and even slightly soft expression, Li Nanheng felt that the sip of wine he had drunk might not have had a great effect just now, but now it is a bit more and more serious...

Only then did Feng Ling realize that he seemed to be different from him. He would have posted it on a long time ago, and he would have kissed and hugged her in the elevator. Even if he didn't kiss or hug her, he would never keep such a distance from her.

Originally, there was not much space in the elevator. She was standing near the door, but now he was standing behind him, with no intention of getting close.

Until the elevator opened with a "ding" sound, Feng Ling walked out and turned around and was about to look at him when he opened the door, but the man was still standing behind without saying anything. She walked into the door, changed her shoes and looked at him again: "Li Nanheng."

The man walked in and took off his coat and threw it aside, turning back because she called him.

Seeing that his expression and condition were not strange, she said, "Didn't you say you want to make a phone call? I'll go back to the bedroom to wash and change the medicine first, and you can do whatever you should do."

"Okay, be careful not to touch the water in the wound." The man explained.

There is indeed nothing unusual.

Could it be that because she wore a red scarf today, her mood turned red, and she became like other women who would guess too many psychological plots because of a subtle emotional change in men?

It shouldn't be...

It's no different, but I always feel that there is something indescribable.

Seeing that the man took his cell phone to the study, Feng Ling turned around and went back to the bedroom.

After taking a shower and changing the medicine, about forty minutes passed, and I didn’t hear anything outside during this period.

Feng Ling sat quietly in the room for a while, looked at the text message Ji Nuan sent her when she got home, replied, and after reporting her safety, she put her phone aside.

After sitting for a while, Feng Ling got up and walked out of the bedroom. He saw that the door of the study was closed and the door on the other side of the bedroom was still half open, which means that he had never come out since he entered the study.

I guess it’s either that I feel uncomfortable or that I met someone outside today that made him feel unhappy, in a bad mood or what?

After all, she is considered a girlfriend, and it doesn't seem like that what she has been ignoring.

Feng Ling thought for a while and simply went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and searched in it for a long time. He thought of Li Nanheng's scent of wine just now. He didn't know if there was a drink party for socializing at night, whether she only drank and didn't eat anything. She herself was not very good at cooking, but she still knew some simple things.

So I simply made a bowl of very simple scallion and egg soup. This thing is not greasy and warms the stomach. It is suitable for eating at this time of night.

After the preparation, Feng Ling took the soup in his hand and walked to the door of the study, raised his hand and knocked on the door gently.

The person in the door did not respond. She calculated the time. Li Nanheng had been in for so long and had to call the phone. There was no sound now. Could it be that he was asleep?

Feng Ling tried to turn the door handle, and the door of the study opened instantly. She took the soup and went straight into the door, but the moment she entered the door, she saw the man in the study room...

The scene in front of her shook Feng Ling, and the soup in her hand suddenly fell directly to the ground, and the hot soup spilled on the ground. Her eyes were panicked, and she didn't dare to meet the man's eyes that were so dark that it seemed to be a little dangerous. She hurriedly retreated, and said while retreating outside the door, "I saw nothing, you continue..."

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