Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Li Nanheng raised his glass and answered solemnly: “Understood.”

The four old men directly drank it. Li Nanheng also wanted to drink, but Feng Ling directly held his hand and said softly, “The doctor warned you not to drink.”

Feng Ling didn’t know if she was hallucinating, but when she said this, she clearly saw the four old men’s eyes shining with gratification and love. It was as though the grandson they had raised with great difficulty had finally found a backer who could manage him for them.

“Yes, yes, yes. Nanheng’s body is weak right now. Don’t drink anymore. Let’s drink by ourselves. Come, come, let’s drink.”

The old men immediately clashed.

Feng Ling felt that something was wrong. Why did the four elders and Li Nanheng seem to have a tacit understanding? As she was thinking, Li Nanheng forcefully picked up a piece of meat and placed it in her bowl.

She immediately lowered her head to watch as his chopsticks accurately landed in her bowl. She then abruptly raised her eyes and saw that the man’s gaze was not on her bowl. It was only because his intuition and accuracy were higher.

Li Nanheng’s adaptability was really too strong. Most of the time, his intuition and speed of habit allowed him to be unaffected by his eyes. It was normal for his life to be more convenient. Thus, there were times when she felt that his eyes were actually not blind. However, every time she met his gaze, she could not find the precise focus in his eyes. This meant that he really could not see.

After the meal, the four old men drank a little too much. Feng Ling quickly took the initiative to send them downstairs. Thankfully, the Li family’s car and driver were waiting outside. After sending the four of them into the car, Feng Ling stood by the side of the road and waved her hand, asking the driver to send them back safely.

Feng Ling also went to the supermarket downstairs to buy some things. She then carried the shopping bag upstairs and walked out of the elevator. When she returned home, she opened the door of the condo and saw that Li Nanheng was cleaning up the cutlery she had yet to pack after eating.

Seeing that he was standing by the table and trying his best to help her with some of the chores, Feng Ling quickly put down the bag and walked over. “Don’t do it. I’ll put these in the dishwasher. Tomorrow, I’ll pack up the things in the two-story condo and bring them to my place. It’ll be more convenient in the future.”

As she spoke, she quickly helped him to the bathroom to wash his hands. As he could not see, when he was arranging the cutlery, he still rubbed a lot of oil on his fingers and palms. She dragged him to the tap to wash his hands and then helped him wash his hands. She carefully rubbed the white, fragrant foam and then rinsed and dried them.

He then let go of her and turned to bring the dishes to the dishwasher. Li Nanheng grabbed her hand. His expression did not change, but he directly pulled her back. Feng Ling was caught off guard and slammed into the wall by the bathroom door. The man’s breath was suppressed. Then, his thin and almost recovered chest covered hers. He pressed her against the wall and tightened his grip around her waist.

Feng Ling’s footsteps were unstable. One of her feet had just turned away when the other was forced to turn around. She only had time to gasp when Li Nanheng kissed her firmly.

Feng Ling: “Uu… what did I say? Bear with it… you can’t mess around now…”

Li Nanheng pressed close to her face: “Just listen to the doctor’s words. There’s no need to take it to heart.”

He paused for a moment before saying, “You said it yourself. If you marry me, you’ll be my wife sooner or later. Don’t be shy, en?”

“Who’s shy with you?” Feng Ling pushed him but was brought back. In the blink of an eye, Li Nanheng picked her up and threw her onto the sofa.

He tucked her under him and rubbed the tip of his nose against hers intimately, announcing to her how much he had endured for the past few days. He had only hugged her twice and could no longer hold it in.

Feng Ling’s ears were burning. She whispered, “Tomorrow! Wait for the doctor to come and check again tomorrow. If the doctor says it’s okay, I… I’ll take off my clothes and lie flat on the bed, okay?”

After speaking, she pushed him away with force and sat up. “Now that your stamina has recovered, you’re no longer the you who can’t even defeat a single finger of mine. You’re thinking of making a comeback again, aren’t you? Let me tell you, as long as the doctor doesn’t relent, I definitely won’t…”

“After the doctor permits it, you’ll take the initiative?”

“I…”

Feng Ling’s expression instantly stiffened. Then she recalled that night in the Washington resort. At that time, she was already half awake. At that time, she seemed to be very proactive. That scene kept replaying in her mind, causing her ears to heat up.

“All right, you haven’t applied medicine on your eyes today. If you delay any longer, the effects of yesterday’s medicine will wear off.” Feng Ling quickly pushed him away. “I’ll clean up first. I’ll go back to my condo to apply medicine for you.”

Feng Ling placed everything on the dining table into the dishwasher, closed the door, and listened to the movements inside. At the same time, she strangely felt as though she could hear Li Nanheng’s breathing and movements as he sat on the sofa in the living room. Even the slightest movement was especially clear, as though it had directly scratched her sensitive nerves. Especially when Li Nanheng seemed to have really forced himself on her after she came back from England, he had always respected her and never forced her again.

Even if he appeared to be a particularly gangster-like and thug-like man, making people feel that she was often bullied too much, he had actually always respected her.