Li Nanheng hugged her and was about to kiss her directly when the landline ringtone in the room suddenly rang.

He stopped moving, feeling the warm and soft jade in his arms, gasping heavily, and his black eyes locked on Feng Ling's face.

She seemed a little confused, but because of the ringing of the phone, her eyes instantly returned to light. She quickly pressed her hands on his shoulders and quickly stepped back and stood up.

Li Nanheng let out a long breath, and his handsome face was extremely dark at this moment. He went straight to pick up the phone and spoke in a deep voice: "Say."

The resort staff across the phone heard the bad tone of his tone, and was stunned for a moment, and immediately said carefully: "Mr. Li, the meal and red wine ordered in your room are ready. Should you send it here now or do you come out to the restaurant to eat?"

Hearing the word "red wine", Li Nanheng's unhappiness in his eyes reduced a little: "Send it here."

"Okay, I'll send it here soon. I'll bother you, Mr. Li." After saying that, the other party hung up the phone carefully.

Li Nanheng hung up the phone at the same time, Ye let out another breath, looked down at some point where he was still arrogant, and turned his head to look behind him. He only saw Feng Ling go to the other side of his clothes as if nothing had happened, picked up the ironing machine, turned on the switch, lowered his head to continue ironing.

Didn't run away?

Li Nanheng raised his eyebrows, hiding the slightly surprised look in his eyes, withdrew his gaze, turned back to the bathroom, and simply washed his face with cold water.

A few minutes later, someone knocked on the door. Yu Zheng and the staff came over. The food trucks pushed by the staff were prepared with dishes that Li Nanheng and Feng Ling usually liked to eat. At the same time, they also matched the tastes of the two people. There were two bottles of red wine from the 99 year old. If you want a longer red wine, there are more red wines from the 99 year old, and you need to order them specifically for those from the 89 year old. This is also good.

Li Nanheng nodded and signaled that they could go out.

The staff and Yu Zheng didn't dare to tilt their eyes to Feng Ling's body over there, and they all quietly retreated out with their eyes and noses.

Li Nanheng glanced at the dining car again: "After all, I have lived together for too many years. If you know the tastes of the two of us so well, you and myself are the only ones."

Feng Ling turned off the switch of the ironing machine and picked up the ironed clothes. Hearing his words, he raised his eyes and looked over there. Seeing the food on the dining cart, he understood what he was talking about.

"Didn't you say you want to eat together? You have to have something you and I can eat." She didn't avoid this topic and hung up the clothes again: "I'll iron it, try it next time you wear it, and wear it if you can continue to wear it. If you can't wear it, just deal with it yourself."

"You iron it with your own hands, you have to wear it even if you can wear it." The man pushed the dining cart to the dining table and placed the food inside on the table.

Feng Ling also went over to help. After they were all put, Li Nanheng opened a bottle of red wine very happily. In order not to let Feng Ling notice his intention to get him drunk, he poured her a small cup and said, "Try it, how does it taste."

Seeing that the red wine was just a cup, Feng Ling picked it up and drank it directly. After tasting it, he said, "It's very delicious."

"Is that right?" Li Nanheng poured him a cup and tasted it. It was indeed good. He asked her again: "Or?"

Feng Ling looked at him: "You ordered two bottles and asked me if I want it?"

The man laughed, but the girl could never escape his routine. She poured her half a cup, and at the same time carefully "instructed": "Drink slowly, don't drink too much."

Feng Ling didn't say anything, and sat down and picked up the tableware. He didn't say much, and ate it directly, as if he was about to leave after eating.

Li Nanheng didn't say much, the whole dinner was very calm, the dishes tasted good, and the taste was something they both liked. Li Nanheng first drank a lot of wine. Feng Ling saw that he was never drunk, with his alcohol content, it was indeed not easy to get drunk, but her alcohol content was...

But this wine is really delicious.

Perhaps although I have poor alcohol tolerance, the more I want to control myself and not drink, the more I encounter this kind of delicious red wine, the more I can’t control it.

Li Nanheng knew that Feng Ling had a bad alcohol tolerance but could slander the wine, so he never urged her to drink it. She just sat there alone and drank slowly. During this period, Feng Ling also took it over and poured two glasses for her. After two glasses, she seemed to be self-controlling and had not touched it again for a long time. However, seeing that most of the wine had been drunk by Li Nanheng, she couldn't help but pour another glass, drinking it slowly in small sips, like a child who knew she couldn't eat too much sugar but wanted to eat it very much, and was afraid that it would be bad for her to eat it. It was cute and made Li Nanheng feel heart-wrenching.

It was not until Feng Ling finally drank almost half of the two bottles of wine that she realized that she seemed to have drunk a lot, and the bottle of the red wine was not small, and the capacity inside was also quite large.

She immediately put down her wine glass and didn't dare to touch it again, and turned to drink the soup.

Li Nanheng sat quietly opposite her without moving, and he could eat and drink well, and just kept watching her quietly.

Feng Ling's face was not known to be drinking or the soup was too hot, but soon her face turned red. She suddenly put down the tableware, stood up and said, "I've eaten it and I'm back."

Li Nanheng was still sitting still, and he watched her turn and walk out quietly with his arms wrapped around his chest. His walking direction was very accurate, directly towards the door, his steps were very stable, but the video was a little straight.

The man raised his eyebrows: "Feng Ling."

"Yes." Feng Ling didn't turn around, and he didn't stop. He was almost walking to the door.

"How old are you this year?" the man suddenly asked.

Feng Ling was about to leave, but suddenly he was asked by his question and stopped immediately, as if he was very serious about how old she was.

Seeing her showing her standard drunkenness again, Li Nanheng's mouth deepened, he stood up, walked slowly, and stood behind her, lowered his eyes to look at her thinking hard there, and then looked at the wall in her clear eyes.

"Twenty..." Feng Ling thought seriously for a long time: "Twenty-three or twenty-four..."

"Well, it's the 24th birthday soon." The man whispered: "So stop being cold anymore, spend the rest of his life together, do you think it's okay?"

Feng Ling stood there for a long time, put down his hand but didn't say anything.

Li Nanheng raised his eyebrows and looked at her again, but saw the little woman's expression with an unhappy look suddenly. Li Nanheng raised his eyebrows by her unconscious but bright eyes: "What?"

"I didn't keep you cold."
Chapter completed!