Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing? Chapter 897 - The Story of Ling and Heng (160)

Chapter 897: The Story of Ling and Heng (160)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Feng Ling had thought that she would have to deal with Li Nanheng now that her gender had been revealed.
She felt frustrated underneath it all, but since God was helping her, she tolerated it and did not mention a single word about what had happened.
However, although Feng Ling did not mention it, it did not mean that Li Nanheng did not notice anything strange.
It had been more than a week since he recovered. Feng Ling did not bring up changing tents to him. Instead, she directly brought in another bed and placed it around two meters away from his.
She then called Da Bin over to sleep with him, while she crammed in the other tent with all of the other men to sleep on Da Bin’s original bed.
The explanation she provided was that her condition wasn’t very good, and she was unable to take on the responsibility of caring for Boss. Since Boss had yet to recover fully, it would be more convenient for Da Bin to care for him. And since everyone here were men, there was no difference where she slept.
This went on for more than a week; it lasted almost ten days.
Nightfall.
Li Nanheng had one hand under his pillow as he laid on the bed. He watched as Da Bin returned from his patrol and shook off the snow on his head. He then entered the bathroom for a shower. He walked out bare naked not too long after and lifted the blanket to bury himself under. He made a few groans at how comfortable the heated blanket was before saying: “Boss, I’m sleeping now. Goodnight!”
Li Nanheng made a mild, ‘en’ noise. It sounded both like a response and a harrumph.
In less than five minutes, incessant snoring noises began to play from Da Bin’s bed.
With the deep and rhythmic snores playing in the background, Li Nanheng closed his eyes but found it impossible to sleep. Instead, he could see Feng Ling’s apathetic expression in his mind. For the past few days, she had been maintaining her distance from him. Whenever he approached her, she would instinctively back away with a distant look.
The snoring noises gradually increased in volume. Li Nanheng abruptly tore his blanket aside and carelessly grabbed his coat. He headed out of the tent.
He entered the other tent to see a group of men sleeping in uncomfortable positions. Their snores were even more intense. Li Nanheng approached the furthest bed with a heavy expression. Feng Ling was asleep with a straight posture. She did not make any noise, and the blanket was neatly placed over her.
As the man approached, Feng Ling was awoken by the feeling of someone’s gaze on her. However, before she could gain a clear look at him, her blanket had been ripped away.
She rushed to sit up and was ready to defend herself when Li Nanheng tossed the blanket aside. She faltered when she saw him, and the defensive chill in her eyes faded away. She asked calmly: “Boss?”
“Come with me. We’re going to the other tent to sleep.” The man did not provide any explanation. His gaze was cold; this was not a negotiation but a command.
Feng Ling sat still on the bed: “Boss, I’m fine with sleeping here. It’s more convenient for Da Bin to care for you…”
“What does he need to do for me? Do I look that weak? I’ve long recovered. Why would I need anyone to care for me?” The man’s tone was impatient: “Don’t waste time. Come back with me now.”
Feng Ling was unwilling. She sat on the bed resolutely: “Is there any difference between Da Bin and I? Why must you insist on making me return?”
Li Nanheng glanced at the men who filled the tent with their loud noises: “You’re able to sleep with their snores? Da Bin is even louder than them. I’m used to sleeping alone in the base. You sleep quietly and won’t disturb me. Da Bin won’t do; he’s damn noisy!”
Although Boss Li was used to sleeping alone, she had heard that he was able to sleep even in the trenches when he was deployed for missions. Over there, he would surely be surrounded by countless comrades. The noises wouldn’t lose out to what he was experiencing now.
Why was he suddenly so delicate?
Feng Ling turned toward Da Hu: “Da Hu is quiet. You can ask him to go…”
Before she could finish speaking, the man reached out and grabbed her by her collar. He brought her into his arms without allowing her to struggle and held her shoulder down firmly. He glanced down at her: “Don’t dilly dally, come with me!”
“Let go!” Right now, whenever he touched her, Feng Ling’s goosebumps would rise. This pose especially left her surrounded by the man’s warmth and his seductive scent. It aroused her sensitivity and left her feeling uncomfortable.
Li Nanheng did not heed her demands. The rest of the men had noticed it was him and had lowered their defenses. They turned over and continued sleeping, filling the tent with their snores. No one paid attention to them.
He did not reach for her down coat. Instead, he opened his own large down coat and wrapped Feng Ling, who was in his embrace, tightly in it. He then forcefully held her in such a manner and brought her out of the tent.
Feng Ling struggled the whole way but was still forcefully brought into the other tent. Li Nanheng stopped right before Da Bin’s bed and kicked it twice. Da Bin immediately jerked awake. He assumed that there was a situation to deal with and habitually began to reach for his clothes, only to see Boss Li and Feng Ling’s poor expressions. His mind had already reverted to its fight or flight instincts, and it took him several seconds to respond: “Boss?”
“Scram to the other tent to sleep,” Li Nanheng was expressionless, but his cold tone warned Da Bin that if he dared to stay here for any longer, Li Nanheng would directly kick him off of the mountain.
Da Bin did not ask any questions and quickly got off the bed. He was still tired, and it did not matter to him where he slept. As he was only wearing a pair of underpants, he wrapped the blanket around himself and ran out just like that.
Looking at the empty bed, Feng Ling wanted to say that there weren’t any more blankets here, and it was better for her to leave. However, before she could speak up, the man directly kicked the bed aside and hauled her back to her original bed. He pressed her to sit down.
The moment Feng Ling touched the bed, her body was filled with discomfort at the familiarity. She trembled and quickly tried to stand up, but her shoulders were held down by the man. He resolutely insisted she stay.
“Sit here obediently. We’ll sleep the way we did previously.” Li Nanheng watched her coldly: “I’ve fully recovered, and my temperature is normal. I won’t pass anything to you, nor do I need you to pull an all-nighter to care for me. Right now, lay down, sleep!”
Feng Ling struggled a bit before the man finally let go of her shoulders.
Da Bin had already returned to the other tent. She couldn’t possibly force him to return. She turned to eye the other overturned bed: “Boss. I think I’m more comfortable with my bed. I’ll go bring another blanket to sleep on that bed.”