Chapter 971 - : The Story of Ling and Heng (234) (1/2)

“Are you angry when I kiss you?”

“Um… almost.”

Before she finished speaking, the man who was sitting on the chair beside the bed suddenly stood up and pressed her under him and propped his hands on either side of her at an unexpected speed. He gazed at her at such a close distance and their noses almost touched, so did their lips.

She was startled, looked at him blankly, and didn’t dare to say anything. She didn’t understand… what he was going to do…

“If I kiss you now, will you still be angry?” The man gave a wicked smile, pressing her on the bed and giving her no chance to avoid this topic.

Looking incredulously at the man whose lips were so close to hers, Feng Ling didn’t dare to move or talk.

Li Nanheng still gazed at her. “May I kiss you now?”

Feng Ling: “…”

“Boss.” Her voice was trembling and tilted her head to avoid his lips. She tried to push him away. “Don’t, don’t…”

“I often kissed you when you were a ‘man.’ Why can’t I kiss you now?” Li Nanheng smiled.

Feng Ling tried to push him away but failed, so she could only drag the quilt upwards hard to cover her mouth and then stared at him in anger.

Looking at her expression, Li Nanheng really wanted to kiss her so hard that she couldn’t even breathe and cried and begged for mercy.

But looking at her still pale face due to excessive blood loss, he tried hard to resist the urge to swallow her alive and suddenly bent over. When Feng Ling subconsciously closed her eyes, he didn’t pull off the quilt that was over her mouth but leaned over and whispered to her, “Get well as soon as possible. I’m not in a hurry. I’ll settle the account with you after you recover. ”

When Feng Ling heard what he said, her blood boiled and her hair stood on end because his breath was brushing her ear.

“What account?” Feng Ling asked suddenly, with an unknown courage, but soon she regretted it.

Why did she ask him this?

The man chuckled in her ear and his lips came closer. It was so itchy and hot that she shrank her neck. His lips gently brushed her ears and he said, “You made me gay and now made me straight again. I need some compensation for my mental damage.”

The man’s husky voice echoed in her ears and Feng Ling shrank her neck to duck it.

However, just when she felt that she had nowhere to escape from him, Li Nanheng stood up and let her go. She instantly got more room to breathe freely and turned to look at him, only to see that he retreated to the chair beside the bed and sat down.

He was so casual as if he was teasing a little kitten.

He looked so hatefully casual.

Feng Ling was a little upset in the first place because he had known her secret, and now she was even more upset…

Why was she so upset because of a man?