MY MASTER'S KISS, VOLUME 6 - Season 13 Episode 13

It was already three o’clock in the afternoon.

Although they didn’t intend to inform the base of this matter, the base had heard it from the police. Ah Feng called to ask if they needed any help and if Feng Ling was all right. After making sure that both of them were fine, he told them that the base would try its best to help her if she needed and hung up the phone.

If the one behind was really Feng Mingzhu, it would be fine to hand it over to the base.

But Feng Mingzhu was the daughter of the Feng family, and Feng Ling was the Feng family’s… in short, it was not the time yet.

Li Nanheng held up the hand bandaged with gauze and rested comfortably on Feng Ling’s lap again.

“If you are tired, close your eyes and sleep for a while.” Feng Ling was still massaging his head, temple, and around his eyes with her fingers, trying to relieve his headache.

At this moment, the hotel staff knocked on the door and brought some ingredients that Feng Ling asked them to help buy, as well as some cooked food the hotel prepared.

Feng Ling opened the door, thanked him, and took the ingredients into the small kitchen in the suite.

Although the kitchen was not big, it was well-equipped. In the two years in Boston, she had learned how to cook.

She washed and cut the fresh ingredients and used a pot to boil medicated chicken soup, which she learned from Xiaoba when she was in Hai City. Then she cut some diced beef and made two simple side dishes with eggs, greens, and other ingredients. After that, she got some rice from the hotel and cooked rice.

She helped Li Nanheng sit on the bed, placed his injured hand on the table next to the bed, and the other hand on her lap, and then she used a spoon to feed him bite by bite.

But she was also hungry, so while feeding him, she would occasionally take a few bites. Although she prepared herself a pair of chopsticks, she accidentally used his spoon sometimes. Every time she used his spoon, she saw Li Nanheng smiling at her happily.

She didn’t have time to be shy. After all, they had sex, and more than once. They were already intimate enough to share a spoon, so she continued to feed him deadpan.

But all this reminded her of the scenes when she was injured in front of him. In those times, Li Nanheng would guard her and take care of her just like what she did to him now. This cold and unkind man in others’ eyes had given all his enthusiasm and patience to her.

However, back then, she did not respond to him at all, thinking that her identity was a man and she shouldn’t accept his love.

But in the end, she unconsciously surrendered to his love step by step.

Being fed by her, Li Nanheng suddenly hugged her into his arms, letting her continue to feed him.

“I think I used to take things too simply.” Feng Ling held the bowl and let him hold her into his arms. Slowly feeding him soup, she said hesitatingly, “I was too selfish.”

She slightly clenched the spoon. “There is something I have to face, even if I don’t want to. Destiny doesn’t allow me to turn a blind eye to it…”

Her words were ambiguous, and most people might not be able to understand what she meant.

But Li Nanheng understood.

She was talking about her family, the Feng family, and she was considering whether to bravely face the truth.

“But I don’t think I would like those… my world is small and I can’t accept so many complicated people and things…”

Before she finished her words, Li Nanheng suddenly pressed her heavily into his arms.

“Hey, slow down. The soup almost spilled.” Feng Ling quickly steadied her hand and found that a drop of soup spilled to her hand. She hurriedly broke free from his arms and wiped the edge of the bowl. When she looked at him again, she found that Li Nanheng was still smiling and had no intention of talking about the Feng family with her. Staring at him and thinking of how the man “tortured” her in bed last night, she didn’t know whether she loved or hated him. Troubled with the issue of the Feng family, she suddenly bit his chin.

The man didn’t struggle. When she bit harder and harder, the man raised his uninjured hand to hold her head and lowered his head and rubbed her lips back and forth patiently and gently, trying to open her lips with the tip of his tongue. Feng Ling was reluctant to open her mouth, but in the end, she surrendered and let the man bite her soft lips, kissing her deeper and deeper.

From the kiss, Feng Ling could feel the gentleness and pity of the man. He seemed to know something but didn’t tell her because he knew she didn’t want to know.

Being kissed by him again, she put the bowl in her hand on the table lest the soup would spill. The man held her chin and kissed her for a little longer.

Suddenly Feng Ling found that she was already sitting on his lap, hugging his neck and actively responded to his kiss. Although her response was jerky, their bodies were tightly attached and she could feel his lower part had already…

“You’re still injured…”

She blushed and panted hard, trying to calm down.