章節 881: The Story of Ling and Heng (144)

Late at night, one of them laid on the bed while the other sat on the stool. Both of them were silent.

Or rather, no matter what Li Nanheng said, Feng Ling did not reply. After a while, the man held onto his face and refused to say more. He allowed her to sit there as she pleased.

After several hours, Li Nanheng opened his eyes to look at Feng Ling. It seemed like she hadn't moved in quite a while, and he guessed she must have fallen asleep.

Li Nanheng got off the bed and slowly approached. He stood by Feng Ling's side and lowered his eyes to watch her sleep, scanning her thick clothes and the large hat on her head. Based on Feng Ling's awareness, if he carried her to the bed right now, she would wake up.

But looking at her sleeping posture, even if she managed to fall asleep, he was sure her neck would be aching tomorrow morning.