Chapter 1383 (1/2)

I don't know if he was in the hospital the other day, and he always saw little and could not touch the reason. Now listen to the sound of the water, watch the man standing there alive, the light in the bathroom falls on his head, watch him because his hair is a little longer and smooth, then she has a real, this man standing in front of her Feeling.

”Shall I shave your hair for you?” Feng Ling said this.

Li nanheng turns off the tap, raises his hand and shakes it in the air, touches the towel, wipes it clean, turns around and slowly walks out looking for her direction.

Seeing that he was able to find out all the directions and angles in the 10 square meter washroom so quickly, Fengling consciously stepped back in front of the door to make room for him.

Until Li nanheng came out successfully relying on his own sense of direction, she looked at the direction of the eye sofa again and said, ”do you want to try to walk from here to the sofa?”

As a result, the man did not move at this time. He stood in the same place and raised his hand slowly, which means to let her hold him.

Fengling is not clear, so it's a straight angle from the sofa. It shouldn't be hard to find. He can find so many things in the bathroom.

”I can't walk. I'm tired.” The man gave her a concise answer.

Fengling: ”...”

But he's really weak. It's normal for him to walk a few steps without strength.

She had to help him go back, until he sat down again, only to hear the man casually said: ”how suddenly want to help me shave?”

”I see you have some hair.” She said she reached out and touched his hair, which is about 3cm longer than the normal length. The hair that usually looks cool looks strange now.

”I remember that you can only shave to the shortest length with a razor. There is no shape at all.” Li nanheng made no secret of his dislike of her in this respect: ”it's a good thing that I stopped you from shaving your own head at the beginning, otherwise your little nun like appearance might add a very thick ink color to your past life.”

Fengling: ”...”

”Don't do it first. I can't see it anyway. It's nothing to do with me if I'm short, ugly or good-looking. It's up to you to get in the way of your eyes.” Li nanheng said while touching the sofa, he picked up the blanket again. A copy of the patient's very conscious attitude covered the blanket back on his legs, and said slowly, ”I'm hungry.”

”There is no food at home.” Seeing that he was a patient, Feng Ling didn't care about him. Instead, he turned a blind eye at him and picked up his cell phone directly: ”I'll see if there are any fresh ingredients in the supermarket nearby and ask them to send them.”

”Well.”

After making a phone call, Feng Ling inquired for a few words, then looked back to the direction of Li nanheng: ”what would you like to eat?”

”Fish.”