Chương 1392: The Story of Ling and Heng (655)

Before Feng Ling could speak, Li Nanheng slowly raised his hand from her shoulder and touched her eyes. "And these eyes are big and bright. They're much more useful than K's."

Feng Ling raised her hand and was about to tug his hand down. The man did not let go. Instead, he rubbed her eyes and nodded in satisfaction. "The bones around the eye sockets are so good. Even if you grow old, you'll still be a beauty."

After being teased for no reason, Feng Ling found that every time she wanted to say something seriously, she could not do anything to him.

On the way back, Feng Ling brought Li Nanheng into the salon and asked someone to tidy his hair.