Li Nanheng said nothing more about whether she could return to the base or not and drove her directly to his apartment.
Before entering the apartment, Feng Ling glanced at the number of the floor below his apartment, thinking that if she was in good shape recently, she could go out to buy some furniture and household appliances and then move into her own apartment.
Li Nanheng glanced at her. "Don't think that you can live on the floor below. Before you finish decorating your house, you have already recovered well enough to return to the base."
Feng Ling: "…"
She turned to look at him.
She said nothing. How could he guess what she was thinking?!
Li Nanheng frowned. "I can see through you, OK?"
Feng Ling: "…
Entering his apartment again, she felt exactly the same as before. Although it was cold and windy outside, it was as warm as spring inside.
But something seemed to be different…
