When it comes to going home, Feng Ling doesn’t know what the hell is selling Li Nanheng.

Recently, Feng Ling is not exhausted because of the Feng family affairs, but his mood must have been affected and he has no intention of considering many things.

The only reason why she can restore her condition to normal now is because she has been alone since childhood and has a vague concept of family affection. The death of her parents is indeed very sad for her, but she will not always put unhappiness on the surface.

When she went to talk to Mrs. Feng a few days ago, she heard that Qin Qiu had known about her for a long time, but because she saw that Feng Ling liked freedom, she could also see that Feng Ling did not want to go back to Feng's house, so she respected her choice and refused to disturb her.

What kind of gentle woman is Qin Qiu?

Feng Ling felt deeply relieved and proud of having such a mother. Even if she could not recognize each other, she would be separated forever, but at least her heart was warm.

Li Nanheng drove the car to a near a large supermarket in Los Angeles. Feng Ling didn't understand what he wanted to buy, so he got out of the car and walked in.

As a result, the man bought a bunch of ingredients and hot pot seasonings. This scene was very similar to the scene when he helped her cook hot pot at home.

Is this, plan to be warm with her before returning to the base?

After all, although I was calm and happy every day in the jungle, I really couldn’t eat hot pot. I usually ate whatever I had. If I didn’t eat the food outside for a long time, I almost forgot the taste. I came out to buy something that day and ate it once, but in fact the taste was very ordinary near the beach scenic area.

Seeing the seasonings and hot pot ingredients put in the shopping cart, Feng Ling subconsciously swallowed and followed him to choose various ingredients, vegetables, etc.

The two of them walked in the supermarket for a long time and had bought the same thing in the car. Feng Ling initially thought that Li Nanheng planned to live in the house he mentioned for a while so that she could relieve her regret when she could not go back to the jungle, so she had to buy more things.

But later she found that Li Nanheng did not continue to put things in the shopping cart, but it seemed like he had delayed the time for a long time, walking aimlessly in the supermarket, time passed by little until Feng Ling asked him if he had anything to buy, but he forgot? He had been trying to buy something? He picked up a bottle of sesame sauce on the supermarket shelves: "I forgot. I heard that there are hot pots in China that are often eaten with sesame sauce, so you can buy them back and try it."

"Okay." Feng Ling checked the things in the shopping cart: "It's almost enough, I've bought a lot."

The man glanced at her and pushed the shopping cart to the cashier.

There were indeed a lot of things I bought in the end, two large bags full of them. Feng Ling was afraid that the bag would fall out too much, so he specially bought two more shopping bags. She wanted to help carry them together. Li Nanheng had already lifted the bag and carried the things out. She followed behind and looked at the man's tall and straight back, feeling that he was going to use this hot pot to hold her to death.

Otherwise, why would you buy so many?

"You said you're going home, just go back here?" Feng Ling looked at Li Nanheng's apartment in Los Angeles and looked up. She still remembered that the floor below his apartment was the apartment he bought for her. She had never lived in her apartment.

Li Nanheng didn't say anything, got off the car and took the things he bought in.

The man seemed to be particularly silent today. Feng Ling was about to get off the car, but suddenly he heard him remind her to take out the file bags in the car.

Feng Ling picked up the file bag when he heard this, and then got out of the car and walked out. When he followed him into the apartment door, he saw that the security guard outside was still the two people he had used to. She hadn't been here a few times, but the security guard seemed to recognize her and smiled politely and kindly to her, as if he was asking: Oh, I haven't seen each other for many years, and finally I'm back?

Feng Ling smiled faintly until Li Nanheng, who had already entered the elevator, urged her to go over, so she quickly followed him into the elevator.

The two security guards outside the door were surprised by Feng Ling's smile just now.

This lady who appeared with Mr. Li had short hair at the time. She was dressed like a little boy at that time, and she never smiled at strangers, and her face was always cold.

But just now, her hair had grown a lot, and it looked like it was almost as long as her neck. Her hair was soft and she looked much calmer and softer. She was even no longer so cold and alienated, and she would even smile at them.

However, a few years have turned a cold young man into a gentle and peaceful woman.

Feng Ling's personality has never changed. It's just that she used to hide herself and didn't like to be close to others. She never smiled at others because she didn't know why she wanted to laugh. Why is it necessary to laugh?

Now she has been tempered outside in the past few years. She has experienced many things and no longer treats many interpersonal matters with the same attitude as before, but she is still the same as before in her bones, but she just seems to be much gentler.

Perhaps the tomboy who was dressed as a man looked very different from Feng Ling, who now has a little bit of long hair.

So much so that when the security guard outside the door was smiling at her, his eyes seemed a little stunning.

Feng Ling was thinking in the elevator, and was also thinking about whether to find time to trim his hair. He had never cut it in the jungle before, but now it is so long, it seems that it can be tied up, but he may need some small clips to pick up some broken hair in his ears.

Before she could think about it, the elevator had already stopped. Li Nanheng didn't say anything and walked out directly. She quickly followed her with the file bag in her hand.

Until the door opened, I walked into the apartment she had lived in when she was recovering from her injuries. Looking at the clean inside and there were clean newly placed indoor slippers in front of the door, I knew that although there was no one living in this apartment for a long time, an aunt should have taken time to clean it.

Such cleanliness is indeed in line with Li Nan’s daily obsession with cleanliness.

If the ground was covered with dust in his own apartment, he would probably not be able to clean the house with her as hard as he was in the jungle.

Li Nanheng put two shopping bags aside, and turned around and saw Feng Ling standing at the door. His cold eyebrows moved: "What? I am used to living in a wooden house, so I dare not enter the apartment outside? Haven't you been here before?"

Feng Ling was slightly embarrassed and quickly changed his shoes, saying, "I remember the floor below was the apartment you bought for me."

"Well, the interior has been renovated a long time ago, but you probably don't have a chance to live there, so let's keep it." The man said lightly, and at the same time he picked up the shopping bag and went straight into the kitchen.
Chapter completed!