The Story of Ling and Heng (114)

Qiao Fei paused and was about to speak, but Li Nanheng didn't turn his head and walked over.

Feng Ling was sitting on a chair resting with her eyes closed when she felt someone standing in front of her. She opened her eyes, only to see the one who made her have insomnia.

Li Nanheng put a hand in his trousers pocket, his eyes lowered and dark. His healthy complexion was fairer in such blazing sunlight, and he looked just like a dangerous yet charming vampire who appeared in the sun. When he stood backlit, he looked even more indifferent and casual. "Didn't you assure me that your physical strength is up to the standard? The morning training has just started, and you are already so tired that you even need to take a nap?"