"These are all supplements. The food must be good for the body. Why isn't there a need for it?" Feng Ling found it strange.
Li Nanheng put down his hand and raised his eyes. Although he couldn't see, he still looked at Feng Ling's face accurately: "Are you sure you want me to eat it?"
"It was sent by the Li family. Good things have to be eaten." Feng Ling placed the things back into the box and answered as she placed them.
Li Nanheng sighed with a smile: "All right, prepare yourself mentally."
"What preparations?"
Li Nanheng could no longer hold in his laughter. He leaned back on the sofa: "Put it away first. My head hurts. Help me massage it."
Feng Ling finally shifted her thoughts away from the two tonic boxes. After placing everything back into the box, she returned to the sofa and raised her hand to rub his head. "Does it still hurt?"
Li Nanheng did not answer. He only smiled slightly as though something funny had just happened.
