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Chapter 989: The Story of Ling and Heng (252)

She stood by the sofa to watch as he rested. After a moment of deliberation, she returned to the bedroom to retrieve a thin blanket, laying it over him gently.

Li Nanheng kept his eyes shut without responding. She sat down on the carpet in front of him and raised her eyes to watch the man who seemed preoccupied with his thoughts. She asked: “Boss, are you in a bad mood?”

The man did not respond.

“Is there something on your mind?”

He still did not respond.

Feng Ling’s thoughts drifted, could it be that he had a headache after drinking?

She was about to stand up and head behind the sofa to attempt a head massage when the man abruptly spoke up with a slightly hoarse voice: “Feng Ling, do you like me?”

The young woman sitting on the carpet still had the fresh kiss marks he left on her neck. Although she had tidied up her clothes, they still appeared slightly messy.

She hugged her knees to herself as she sat on the carpet. She did not move as she looked up at him.

The man lowered his head to watch her. “Answer me.”

Feng Ling saw that his gaze was heavy and serious, and strangely felt that her answer was extremely important to him.

She could not answer this carelessly.

Thus, she fell into deep thought for a moment before saying: “Boss, I don’t understand emotions very well. But based on the way I feel for you, compared to other men, I feel that I don’t resist being with you much.”

Li Nanheng watched her expressionlessly. “Don’t give me so many reasons. I only asked you one thing. Do you like me or not?”

Feng Ling met his gaze and nodded slowly. “I do.”

The man’s cold gaze instantly became slightly moved. He pushed aside the blanket and leaned down to lift her chin, pressing a kiss against her lips.

The kiss was gentle, softly intertwining their tongues together. As Feng Ling clumsily thought to express her own feelings and began to respond, the man faltered. His gaze had calmed down earlier after taking a cold shower, but it instantly darkened again. He released her lips and pressed their foreheads together. “You’ve only just grown up. You don’t even understand your feelings well. If you like me, can you wait for me? In a few years, I’ll marry you and make you Mrs. Li, en?”

Feng Ling did not have many thoughts about marriage; in fact, she had never even considered the possibility.

The words ‘Mrs. Li’ were extremely unfamiliar to her.

However, she strangely found herself yearning for it.

She watched the man’s face and slowly nodded her head: “En.”

“Wait for me for three years,” the man’s voice was husky to the point where it was slightly muffled.

She still nodded obediently: “En.”

“Do you wish to return to the base? You can continue dressing as a man and live the life you wish to have. At the very least, for the next three years, if you wish to return to the base, I can help you do it.” The man’s lips moved against hers: “Do you want to go back?”

Feng Ling did not hesitate to reply: “I do.”

The man suddenly rubbed her head gently.

He shifted back and watched her with a gentle gaze, as though his heart was aching for her: “For the next three years, return to the base to look for your sense of belonging. We’ll continue as we did before. Go back to the sniper team to train. As for your gender, I’ll be the only one aware of it. No one else will know, en?”

Feng Ling couldn’t quite understand why he was suddenly allowing her to return, or why he was suddenly telling her to lead the life she loved for the next three years.

Even though previously, he clearly wanted to hide her away and to prevent her from returning to the base to interact with all those men.

However, being able to return to the base and back to their original state was nonetheless a good thing. She nodded: “All right.”

Watching her obedient appearance, Li Nanheng asked: “You’re not going to ask me why?”

“No. Boss’s arrangement’s are definitely made for my own good. Besides, Boss, you don’t like explaining too much to other people. All of your decisions are made with proper reasons. As a member of the XI Base, it’s my duty to obey all of your commands. I’m also the person you like, so you won’t hurt me. I trust you.” Feng Ling’s answer was very sincere.

Li Nanheng watched her for half a beat and abruptly lifted one corner of his lips: “I have one request.”

“What is it?”

“After returning to the base, move over from next door to live with me? You should know this as well, but my bed is quite big.”

Feng Ling: “...”

...

It was confirmed that Feng Ling’s arm had recovered well. She would have to avoid overstraining it during training, and make sure she visited Doctor Wen frequently often for a massage, but otherwise, she would be fine. Feng Ling was then finally given the permission to pack her things up and return to the base.

Since her injury till now, it had been three months since she officially returned to the base to stay. It had also been that long since she received proper training.

After Qiao Fei’s departure, the sniper team now had a new drillmaster. Li Nanheng was still the main drillmaster, while the new vice-drillmaster went by the surname Chen. He had been transferred over from the elite team. He wasn’t especially tall and his appearance wasn’t that good either. In anycase, he wasn’t as good looking as Qiao Fei.

There was no need to think hard about why Li Nanheng had transferred this person over to be their vice-drillmaster.

He really took away the slightest opportunity for her to become distracted.

In between their training, K sat down by Feng Ling’s side to ask: “Your hair is almost growing past your ears. You didn’t have any opportunities to get it shaved when you were outside? Previously although your hairstyle wasn’t similar to ours, it was never this short. What’s wrong? Is it inconvenient because of your arm injury? How about I head over to your room tonight and help you shave it away?”

Feng Ling was about to answer when Li Nanheng, who was passing by, abruptly turned back and spoke coldly: “Shave? What shave? You’re not allowed to shave!”

Feng Ling: “...”

K was dumbstruck as he turned to look at him: “Boss, I’m talking about how Feng Ling’s hair is growing long...”

“Is it long? Isn’t this length in trend right now? Those people outside who appear as though they are part of the Beatles, each one of them with hair longer than each other, don’t they all appear just like any other men?” Li Nanheng spoke unreasonably without any expression.

K: “...Is it trendy to keep your hair long this year? Then, would I make it in time if I start growing my hair out now?”

Feng Ling: “...”

Li Nanheng mindlessly glanced at him and answered coldly: “If you aren’t afraid of frightening those young girls outside away, then feel free to do so.”

“Why? Why does Boss feel that Feng Ling would look good with long hair, while I’ll scare people away if I grow my hair out? My appearance is also very good, all right!” K felt very wronged.

Li Nanheng first looked at Feng Ling’s face admiringly and meaningfully, before he tossed a look of disdain at K. He then turned and directly left.

K: “Boss, you’re too biased! You better watch out, or I’ll tell everyone about how, when I went to look for Feng Ling previously, I actually found you in his room!”

Feng Ling: “...”