Chapter 800 - The Story of Ling and Heng (1/2)

“I’m not interested in that kind of little girl.” Feng Ling told the truth, but it was normal for men to like women, which didn’t trouble anyone. But why did Li Boss give her an ugly face?

Was it possible that the Boss was interested in Qin Shuke?

Oh, God, the little girl hadn’t even reached the age of 18 and Boss was really…

But then she remembered that Li Nanheng had even intruded into her room when he got drunk despite the fact that he thought she was a ‘man,’ not to mention a pretty girl.

“After the dinner, follow me back to the base.” Nanheng didn’t show any emotion because of her words but just looked at her and found that she kept her back to the bathroom. “Why do you look so shy? Haven’t you ever used the bathroom?”

Feng Ling hadn’t entered the men’s bathroom indeed.

When she was in the orphanage, she used to have a small room by herself. There was a very old bathroom in that abandoned building. Fortunately, no one else lived in that building, so she could have her own space.

After she entered the base, each member of the base had an independent bathroom. She never went to the public bathroom and usually went back to use the bathroom in her room. Even when she was out on a mission, she would find a place to pee where others couldn’t see her, so she really had never used the men’s bathroom.

Of course, she couldn’t use the women’s toilet either.

The biggest problem she met after she disguised as a man was the toilet matter.

“Boss, I didn’t want to go to the toilet. If you want, I’ll wait for you outside.” Feng Ling went out as she spoke.

However, before she walked out, something fell on her shoulders. She paused and looked back. It turned out that Li Nanheng had taken off his coat and threw it on her shoulder.

“Help me hold it. Go outside and wait.” The man’s voice was cold.

“OK.” Feng Ling still dared not to look back, because this was the men’s bathroom. Although there was a row of doors that could block her view, she could still hear the peeing sound of the men inside. Very uncomfortable to hear it, she quickly walked out.

Seeing Feng Ling rushed out from the men’s bathroom even faster than a rabbit, Nanheng glanced at her.

When the two returned from the bathroom and sat back at the table, Qin Shuke asked for Feng Ling’s phone number again and kept asking her what her name was.

In normal circumstances, Nanheng wouldn’t mind telling them Feng Ling’s name.

But at this moment, seeing the little girl kept speaking enthusiastically to Feng Ling, he remained silent.

More than ten minutes later, Qin Shuke had taken the initiative to sit next to Feng Ling. The 17-year-old girl had lived in the West for a long time and her thoughts and character had been westernized, so she was quite outgoing and bold. Feng Ling, who always stayed to herself, was a little embarrassed. Sitting on the same bench with Nanheng, she had to move closer and closer to him to dodge Qin Shuke. In the end, her legs were next to him and Qin Shuke was still asking him for his name and phone number.

Although she still failed to get this boy’s name and phone number, Qin Shuke was only assuming that Feng Ling was too shy and restrained. She changed her ways, began to nip the dishes into Feng Ling’s bowl, and spoke warmly to her.

The girl’s voice was crisp and nice, but she was a bit too talkative indeed.