Seeing her luggage and packing, Li Nanheng looked at her box mostly with her personal belongings.

She cleaned up first, but he turned into the bathroom with the unlit cigarette in his mouth and checked the water, electricity, etc. inside, whether the faucet, etc. and water heater were easy to use, and then walked out after confirming that everything was fine.

When she came out, Feng Ling had already hung her own clothes into a small cloakroom.

Although the cloakroom is not big and is set up separately, it is much larger than an ordinary wardrobe.

Feng Ling doesn’t have many clothes, and the battle uniforms she wore here a few years ago are no longer worn now. The base will change to a new style of battle uniform every year, and hers need to be re-customized. The rest are her own clothes, mostly sportswear, and the loose short-sleeved or long-sleeved T-shirts, casual pants, jeans, sports pants, various flat shoes, sneakers or boots that I have been used to wearing many years ago.

There are no skirts and high heels.

Everyone has used to the way she dressed over the years. If she really came out wearing a skirt and high heels one day, she would probably be like a mask that day. She was obviously very beautiful but still scared a lot of people.

I saw her again that she even brought back the red scarf that he bought in the food city that only cost a few dozen yuan. Li Nanheng's dull mood was instantly wiped out because she couldn't live next to her.

The man took down the cigarette in his mouth, clamped it to his fingertips and walked over: "If you have any other needs, just tell Afeng directly. You have heard it. He is in charge of all the things inside, inside, outside, and outside the base. Don't worry about him. If he is exhausted, he will only lose one. Just go find him if he lacks anything."

Feng Ling had just taken out the red scarf from the suitcase city, folded it carefully, got up and walked towards the cloakroom and placed it in the small cabinet inside, then looked back at the man who still looked unwilling to accept it.

She walked back: "I have taken out the cigarette for a long time, why haven't I smoked it?"

"I want to quit, but I haven't quit yet." The man said lightly, looking at her at the same time: "You have just planned to move in to your residence. Even if I want to smoke, I have to go out to smoke. I can't leave the second-hand smoke here."

Feng Ling: "When did you meet me like this? You have been smoking a lot in front of me before."

The man suddenly sneered, as if it was because of the two words she said.

When Feng Ling was about to get things from the suitcase again, he suddenly stretched out his hands behind his waist and directly put her into his arms. She paused, but before she could speak, the man bowed his head and forced her into his arms. Even though she leaned in with her back, he still bowed his head and kissed her ear, and said hoarsely: "It means that I don't have to see you anymore, and do whatever you want? You are all my people from body to heart, from top to bottom, inside and out?"

Feng Ling's sensitive ear was so touched by him kissing and talking like this. He couldn't help but shrink his neck. She was trying to adapt to the atmosphere of love and tried to avoid being the passive one. But she wanted to pack her luggage just now, but she didn't know that the man suddenly felt sunny when she talked. She quickly shrank her neck and avoided the scorching breathing from his lips and said, "You, don't do anything randomly, I'll pack up."

"What are you cleaning up? They are all things you didn't plan to take away when you left. Now you remember to clean up?" The man hugged her and kept his voice pressing into her ears: "I can't tell, you'll still be nostalgic."

"Why can't I be nostalgic?" Feng Ling saw that he couldn't get free, so he simply stopped fighting. He just let the man hold her behind his back and looked outside the terrace. When he thought that it was facing the direction of the newcomer training camp, although he knew that no one could see it, his face was still a little hot.

This is in the base.

In the past, she was always passive in the base, and she had never really exposed her identity at that time, and everything was still settled in a blur.

Now they are all on the table. Although I really like this kind of intimacy in my heart, my face is really red.

Feng Ling had never thought that she would blush often, but she found that she was often teased by Li Nanheng, a man, and sometimes she was caught off guard.

"Nostalgia." The man rubbed her in his arms, and then turned his body directly over, changing to let her face in his arms. The angry voice in his eyes rose: "Let's go back and take you to make up for the follow-up training that the sniper team lacks. You were only missing the second half of the training. You have mastered all the basic key points, and there is no problem, but you have to make up for what you haven't learned before, and you can't leave any regrets."

Feng Ling didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to go to the sniper team to make up for the remaining process, and his eyes lit up: "Really?"

"When did I cheat you?" Seeing her eyes bright, the man's lips were also smiling. I didn't know where to throw the cigarette just now, so I just hugged the person in my arms: "Do you think you're going to be a instructor for the newcomer? There are more good things waiting for you."

"what else?"

"Kiss it, I'll tell you." The man leaned his chin towards her mouth.

Feng Ling looked at his chin coming over, and then saw the successful smile in the man's eyes, and instinctively shrank his head back. Seeing her shrinking, Li Nanheng immediately looked unhappy and browsed: "Didn't you say you wanted to date me last time? You want to be my woman? Why are you shrinking?"

Feng Ling: "..."

She was a little embarrassed, but looking at his approaching chin, it was not important to know whether it was good or bad. It was not necessary to know that there was a base arrangement in the base, and Li Nanheng would have his considerations on everything he did. He would not be as shameless as when he was in front of her. At least in front of others, Boss Li, who was cold, harsh and terrifying, would not really do anything random.

But looking at the man's chin that had not been taken care of because he was too busy these days, seeing the green stubble, she blinked and looked at his expression. After all, she tried to lean forward and kissed her chin. After kissing her, the man deliberately hugged her tightly, and directly bent down and rubbed her chin hard on her face.

Feng Ling screamed in a low voice, and quickly struggled. Finally, the man pressed it directly into the sofa. Feng Ling pushed him hard: "Don't, don't... you get up, it hurts..."

The man hadn't planned to do anything, but the man was so incorrect that he was so angry that he suddenly felt wrong. He took a deep breath and suppressed the impulse and looked down at her: "What does it hurt?"

Feng Ling looked at the stubble on his chin speechlessly: "You... are so pissing..."
Chapter completed!