The Story of Ling and Heng (201)

But leaving the base didn't mean that she would never see him again. The Qiao family was also in Los Angeles, and she could still have a meal with him occasionally.

Feng Ling wasn't quite sad and only nodded.

"You're cold-hearted." Qiao Fei sighed, raised his hand, and rubbed it on her soft hair.

Feng Ling had always been very grateful to Qiao Fei for being nice to her, but she didn't know how to express her gratitude, especially when others were kind to her.

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In the evening, Li Nanheng came back, and as soon as he entered the door, he noticed the carpet seemed to be a bit different from when he left during the day, and there was also a fruit tray on the sofa.

"Has K come in?" He glanced at the suitcase in front of the bedroom door.

"Yes, with the other members of the sniper team."

"No wonder." Li Nanheng looked at the messy carpet. "It looks as if was trampled by a group of wild monkeys."

Feng Ling: "…"