Chapter 878: The Story of Ling and Heng (141)

Chapter 878: The Story of Ling and Heng (141)

Translator:Henyee TranslationsEditor:Henyee Translations

The sky gradually turned darker, and the snowstorm outside grew stronger. Thankfully, this tent was extremely sturdy, and it retained heat well. They were relatively unaffected by the storm.

Feng Ling recooked the meat they had kept aside for a minute to heat it up before placing piece after piece into Li Nanheng's plate.

She did so until there were only several pieces left for herself. She was about to place the plate down when she realize the man by her side did not move at all.

She turned to look at Li Nanheng, quietly sitting without eating: "Boss, why aren't you eating?"

"After being on the road for the whole day, I don't have much appetite," As the man spoke, he casually place his plate before her: "Eat."

Fattie, Da Bin, and the rest: "..."

Were they doing a large-scale display of affection between two men?

"Cough, Boss, it's almost nine. I'll return to the other tent first. You and Feng Ling enjoy."

After one of them spoke, the rest of them also look for similar excuses. Within a few minutes, all of them had left.

Feng Ling saw that there were still several prawns left on the grill. She scanned the plate in front of her and took a bite before turning to the man next to her: "Boss, I don't usually eat a lot of meat. I can't possibly finish much either. This place is really cold, and it'll only become colder when it is night. If you don't eat a bit, it'll be tough for you to withstand the cold. Why don't you eat?"

Li Nanheng saw that she really did not have much of an appetite and reach out to take her chopsticks. He then received the plate from her and had around five to six pieces of meat before returning both the chopsticks and plate to her hands.

Feng Ling: "..."

"Finish them." He glanced at the remaining meat on the plate.

Feng Ling looked at the pair of chopsticks he had used. After deliberating it, she placed them down and was about to head to the side to retrieve a new pair. However, she hesitated for a beat. There were only a few pieces left. There didn't seem to be a need to change a pair of chopsticks. Besides, the way Boss appeared completely unbothered was the way men were supposed to be. Since she also took herself as a man, there was no need to be too sensitive.

Thus, she picked up the chopstick and ate. She also took the prawns off the grill and placed them on his plate.

This time, Li Nanheng did not refuse her. He began to peel the prawns, and just as Feng Ling was almost finished with her plate and was about to place it down, several pieces of prawn were suddenly tossed over. They landed squarely on the center of her plate.

"Finish those." The man stood up to look for water to extinguish the charcoal in the grill.

Feng Ling did not speak. She watched as the man cleaned up the grill and silently finished the prawns.

Seeing the way she sat obediently to eat, Li Nanheng was in a rather good mood as he began to work. Not too long after, he brought the extinguished, cooled-down grill outside and began to tidy up the things on the ground.

Watching as Boss took the initiative to clean up, Feng Ling silently got up to help him.

Finally, when the tent was completely clean and Li Nanheng entered again, Feng Ling thought of an important question.

"Boss, you're staying on this snow mountain tonight, right?"

Li Nanheng carelessly swatted off the snow on his shoulders as he gave her a cold glance as though asking, 'What do you think?'

Feng Ling immediately glanced toward the tent by the side: "The tent with more people should be warmer. If they try to squeeze a little, they should be able to make space for another person. I'll go talk to them and let them prepare a blanket for you."

As Feng Ling spoke, she directly moved to head out.

Li Nanheng glanced at her coldly: "Isn't there space in your tent?"

"..."

Indeed.

There was no way to avoid having him sleep here.

Feng Ling glanced toward the luggage under her bed in slight concern.

"Then, Boss, let me go bring you a bed," Feng Ling moved to leave once more.

"Shift the things on your bed away. That will save up much more strength than bringing another bed here. Can't a bed that's 1.5 meters wide fit two people?"

Feng Ling faltered in her footsteps.

She turned to see that Li Nanheng had already approached her bedside and was about to push her things aside.

Her heart skipped a bit. The binding cloths were in her luggage, but she vaguely recalled leaving her menstruation pads on the bed as well.

"Boss!" Feng Ling abruptly rushed forward and threw herself ahead to hug her things into her arms: "I'll keep my own things by myself. Boss, wait for me by the side. I'll be done immediately."

It was rare for Li Nanheng to see her take the initiative in such an enthusiastic manner. He raised his handsome brows, and cooperatively took a step backward.

Feng Ling held her things in her arms and brought them onto the table. She cursed herself in her mind for leaving the pads on her bed. The other men were all sloppy and were unlikely to notice anything, nor would they dare to touch her things. However, she never expected that Boss Li would suddenly come, and even sleep on her bed.

Earlier, she did not even have the time to reject sharing a bed before her attention was taken by something else.

After keeping her things away, she raised her head to see that Li Nanheng had sat down on her bed and taken off his coat. Feng Ling lowered her head and began to massage her aching forehead.

"Headache? Not feeling well?" The man's voice could suddenly be heard.

She quickly placed her head down: "No, my forehead was slightly itchy. I was just scratching it."

Feng Ling stood up as she spoke. As they were shifting things out of the tent earlier, she was still dressed in her thick down jacket. Her movements were slightly awkward.

She turned to see that Li Nanheng was now only dressed in a black t-shirt. The silhouette of his toned waist in the black T-shirt was strangely seductive. Feng Ling immediately shifted her eyes away to look outside.

"I heard from Fattie that although this place is cold, the ground is covered in snow, and it's convenient to melt the snow for shower purposes. It doesn't affect your daily washing up at all. I've been all the road all day. It should be fine if I take a shower here, right?" Although the man was asking, he had already stood up to head toward a corner of the tent where it was segregated.

It was a simple shower room. As Feng Ling herself had been using it, it was extremely clean. There were all sorts of shower items in there; nothing was lacking.

When the man entered, he could smell the shower gel; the scent was extremely similar to the scent on Feng Ling's body.

He took off his top before realizing he needed a towel. When he stepped out, Feng Ling was sprawled on the ground by the bed. Her hands were reaching out for the luggage underneath, and it appeared as though she was extremely impatient and tired.

Watching her strange posture, Li Nanheng glanced at the luggage by her fingertips. He furrowed his brows: "What are you doing?"