Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?
chapter-1171

Chapter 1171: The Story of Ling and Heng (434)

Feng Ling was really sleepy.

She didn’t sleep well these days.

Hearing his words and seeing his movements, she instinctively looked at his and her clothes. Obviously, she was just carried down from the helicopter by him.

Since she didn’t need to go take care of Mrs. Mo for the time being, she could rest.

Feng Ling didn’t speak, closed her eyes, and continued to sleep as he said, but when she was sleeping, she gently pressed Li Nanheng’s hand that was on her shoulder.

Seeing her movement, Li Nanheng who was sitting on the edge of the bed smiled faintly. If it weren’t for the fact that she really needed a sleep, he would have fished her out of the bed, held her in his arms and kissed her hard.

No hurry, he could kiss her when she woke up.

He didn’t walk away but still sat on the edge of the bed and held her hand in his palm.

Feng Ling was half-asleep but did not take her hand out of his. She closed her eyes peacefully, quietly letting him hold her hand and accompany her by the bed.

For her, especially after three years, this was already a big step forward. Even a slight change could let Li Nanheng feel her heart.

Feng Ling turned over slightly, tilted her head inward, but her hand was still in his palm.

Seeing her seem to be sleeping comfortably, Li Nanheng pushed the bits of hair on her forehead behind her ear, which covered her eyes. “Go to sleep. The matter here will come to an end after we leave Cambodia.”

Feng Ling didn’t speak, and after a while, her breathing became steady and she fell asleep.

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The next day, Dali, who had escaped in the chaos, set up an ambush in the jungle.

Mo Jingshen, leading the base member, rushed towards the jungle early in the morning to rescue the eight poor children who were kidnapped.

Feng Ling wanted to go with them, but Li Nanheng told her to stay at the camp to guard Ji Nuan. As long as Ji Nuan was safe, they could fight without the worries behind.

Knowing the significance of her job and believing the other brothers’ strength, Feng Ling decided to stay at the camp. When she turned around and saw Ji Nuan hurriedly walking over, she stopped her. “Mrs. Mo, don’t go there. The minefields in the jungle are detonated, so they are going to check up. You don’t have to worry about it.”

“Then what are they going to do?” Ji Nuan noticed Mo Jingshen’s solemn eyes just now and worried about his injury.

She saw them board helicopters and it seemed that there was going to be a tough battle.

“Did something happen in the jungle? I heard that their leader, the one named Aqib, escaped?”

“Yes, he did, but they can’t escape this jungle.” Feng Ling briefly explained the situation to Ji Nuan. After all, the more she hid it from Ji Nuan, the more Ji Nuan would panicked, so she might as well tell her the truth.

Mr. Mo got into the helicopter and Ji Nuan silently looked at him. Although Feng Ling knew Ji Nuan was sad, she had to stop her from going over.

Based on what Feng Ling knew of Aqib and Dali, they were evil and despicable and wouldn’t even show any mercy to innocent women and children. Mr. Mo went in person despite the fact that he was still injured, which showed how serious the matter was.

Although Feng Ling firmly believed that the base brothers could wipe off the gangsters, she was still somewhat worried. After all, it was women’s nature to worry about their men.

Just as Feng Ling was about to drag Ji Nuan back to the camp, Ji Nuan looked at the key on her waist and said, “I have good driving skills. I heard that it’s easier to pilot a helicopter than a civil airliner. Do you think I can pilot a helicopter?”

Feng Ling didn’t expect that Ji Nuan, who was vulnerable physically, would have such courage after the thrilling experience of the past few days. She gaped. “Mrs. Mo, don’t be impulsive.”

“Feng Ling, my man is there.” Ji Nuan just had a narrow escape and had just reunited with Mo Jingshen, but he left her only after one night, which she absolutely couldn’t endure. She couldn’t stand parting with him even for ten minutes.

Besides, Mo Jingshen was still injured.

“You can’t.”

“Your man is also in there.”

Feng Ling: “…”

Feng Ling was not an impulsive person, but she suddenly remembered what Li Nanheng said to her last night that this matter would come to an end after they left Cambodia.

Maybe it was true, but could they leave safely?

She heard that one of the eight children had been killed by the bombing and the others were injured. Even Mr. Mo had rushed to save them regardless of the injuries at his back, and Li Nanheng would definitely do his part too. He might even sacrifice his life.

The two women stood motionlessly and looking at Ji Nuan’s eyes, Feng Ling made a decision.

She decided to abandon herself to emotion.

So she took Ji Nuan straight into the jungle.

However, Feng Ling didn’t expect that just because of the two of them, Dali and Aqib’s plan was foiled.

Especially Ji Nuan, who had never held a gun, made a surprise shot behind the crowd, which broke the deadlock in the jungle and gave the base members the best opportunity to besiege those gangsters.

After they finally solved the gangsters, Feng Ling only glanced at the back of Li Nanheng, who was going with Officer Entes to rescue the children. She was about to take Ji Nuan back onto the helicopter, but suddenly saw Mr. Mo angrily taking Ji Nuan to the helicopter and scolding her.

It would be embarrassing to listen to Mr. Mo scolding Ji Nuan.

It was not just Ji Nuan but the two of them who made the trouble.

However, suddenly there was a bang in the air.

It was a gunshot.

No one paid attention to Aqib who had early fallen to the ground. He was covered in blood and his eyeballs were already bloodshot, but he actually pretended to be dead. If Mr. Mo hadn’t held Ji Nuan to dodge in time, the bullet that hit the helicopter would have shot them.

Fortunately, Feng Ling was standing close to Aqid, she immediately fired a shot, hitting Aqib in the wrist, then walked towards Aqib step by step without expression, and kept shooting him until Aqib’s body was riddled with bullets. He twitched and breathed his last breath.