The moment Feng Ling was pressed down on the bed, she was unable to vent her anger. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry as she pushed against his shoulder.
"It's useless even if I take a cold shower and drink a cup of hot tea." Li Nanheng raised his brows teasingly and touched Feng Ling's face. Because she was suddenly pressed against the bed, the hair tied behind her head loosened. It scattered on the soft blanket, making her face appear even more white and soft. He couldn't see, but he could touch and feel.
"I didn't know those things bought for you by the elders of the Li family were…" Feng Ling was halfway through her words when she saw that the man's gaze had deepened. She immediately stopped talking.
"Have you checked?"
