Chapter 956: The Story of Ling and Heng (219)

Chapter 956: The Story of Ling and Heng (219)

The man's writing was firm and bold. It completely didn't seem like how the Boss of XI Base, who busied himself with guns and knives, would write. Instead, his writing had the style of a scholar or a business elite.

Feng Ling had learned some things from the gang when she was young. She could recognize words and understood Chinese. During the year she lived in an orphanage, she also occasionally attended classes. The reason she didn't learn a lot there was because she wasn't very cooperative.

After joining the base, Han Jin introduced one of the teachers in the base to her and arranged some classes for her. She learned a lot during her spare time after training and, as time went on, her lack of knowledge was slowly made up for.

In the base, there were a lot of men who joined at a young age. They were all taught by that teacher. When it came to learning, Feng Ling's performance was the best. She was also the student the teacher was most fond of.

XI Base didn't only consist of strong men; even if they were strong men, they weren't illiterate. In this aspect, the base's rules were truly very good. Thus, even people like Feng Ling could grow to understand English and Chinese very well.

She looked at Li Nanheng's signatures, be it in Chinese or English, they were both very pleasant to look at.

"What are you looking at?" Li Nanheng returned after ending his call to see that Feng Ling was flipping through his documents.

Feng Ling placed them down and turned back to look at the man dressed in homewear. "I carelessly glanced through them. Is that all right?"

She didn't see anything inappropriate, so her expression was open and honest.

"It's fine. But why were you looking at it so seriously?" The man approached her. It completely slipped Feng Ling's mind to avoid him. When his scent suddenly surrounded her, and his head suddenly leaned forward, she abruptly staggered backwards and leaned against the side of the table. She rushed to grip the edges of the desk with her palms and tried her best to lean back to avoid the man's face.

Seeing this, Li Nanheng did not say anything but he did not leave her off. He casually placed his palms by her side, pressing her hands down. He lowered his gaze to watch the way she was trying to avoid him.

There was truly no way to escape. Feng Ling shifted her head away to say: "N-nothing. It's just that, Boss, your handwriting is really nice."

Li Nanheng finally lowered his head to scan at the documents by her hand. "Is that so?"

"En..." She dragged her voice out due to their ambiguous posture. "I was just thinking, Boss, you entered the base when you were young. Could it be that you also attended classes in the base?"

Li Nanheng watched her. "What is it? You don't know anything about what I've learned and experienced, so you're trying to find out now?"

Feng Ling pursed her lips. "No."

"Did you think that I've messed around in the base since young and don't have much education?" The man released a chuckle from his throat. The sound was heavy yet it strangely caused her heart to tremble.

"I didn't say so," Feng Ling lifted her hands to push him away as she explained. However, the moment her hands left the table, the man took advantage of her loss in stability and bent down.

She was frightened into quickly backing away but still had a kiss stolen from her. When she glared at him in anger, the man lifted one corner of his lips and pressed close to kiss her again.

Finally, when Feng Ling was somehow pressed to sit on the desk, the man began to restrain himself. He lifted her chin and watched her slightly dazed, wet eyes. Her blank and lost expression was no longer as rejecting of him as it used to be; it seemed like she had already gotten used to being kissed. He curled his lips lightly and spoke huskily: "Although I spend most of my time in the base, I'll eventually have to take over the Li family. Even if I don't wish to learn, those elders would never leave me off. I was forced to take on a double degree in Business Administration and Finance when I was seventeen. As for why I've never mentioned it, it's because there's no use for these things in the base. We wield guns and swing rods everyday. There's no point in displaying these in front of all of you. But I truly never expected you to assume that I'm illiterate."

Feng Ling: "...I didn't... uu!"

The moment she spoke up, her lips were sealed once more.

This kiss was unlike the earlier, harsh and forceful ones. Instead, it was warm and intimate to the point where she nearly forgot about resisting. She sat dazedly as the man held her in his arms. Finally, when he nudged her teeth apart and intertwined their tongues together, she abruptly returned to herself. By then, it was impossible to leave his arms. The man embraced her as she sat on the desk. His hand held onto her chin and made it impossible for her to avoid him.

After a while, Feng Ling gave up all thoughts of resisting and sat still, allowing him to kiss as he pleased. Her obedient figure made it even harder to control himself. His slightly uneven breath pressed against her lips. He then turned his head to the side and chuckled. When he saw the bowl of noodles she left on the table, he asked: "What's this? You know how to cook?"

Feng Ling: "...it's just a bowl of noodles. I'm not sure if it'll be good."

"En. I'm not picky. I'll eat it as long as it's cooked."

Feng Ling: "..."

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Li Nanheng still had more matters to deal with. When another phone call came for him, Feng Ling took advantage of the opportunity and finally escaped from the room.

She felt that if she stayed any longer, she would be eaten up on his study desk.

She laid down on her bed after returning to her room. A moment later, she sat back up. This repeated for several times before she suddenly headed for the bathroom.

As she showered, she reached out and turned the full-length mirror around. She stood before it under the shower.

In the mirror, the young woman's body was not too thin or too big. Her figure was perfect, and her skin was white and tender. Previously, Feng Ling never understood much about beauty. In the past few days, she went out more frequently and saw quite a few girls. Although she didn't pay much attention to them, she discovered that despite the tough training she went through, her skin seemed to be much better than theirs.

Her body especially, as it was always covered by her combat clothes, it appeared soft and tender to the point where a pinch might leave it bruised.

A man... or a woman...

If she were a woman, she wouldn't be able to remain in the base.

There were some savings in her account and she had a condo under her name. Even if she left the base, she wouldn't starve nor would she die. She would still be able to live well. Despite this...

She knew that she did not wish to leave.

There is no reason for it. She simply did not wish to leave.

But would she then have to live as a man forever...

She recalled the intimate kiss in the study; perhaps due to the hot water, she felt her cheeks turning warm.

Feng Ling took a long shower. The sound of the water was loud and she did not pay much attention to the movements outside.

By the time she noticed someone's approach, the bathroom door was already tugged open-