Chapter 586

Seeing Nanrong Huai'an, Feng Sufei was a little surprised. How could he come so late.

Nan Rong Huai'an's eyes are like a mist, and he looks at the sight deeply. "I'm here to rest tonight."

When Feng Sufei heard this, he was stunned. He What does he mean?

Don't they sleep in separate rooms all the time? Why are we going to be together tonight?

Although the two are husband and wife, they have no husband and wife obligations. They are equivalent to fake marriage. So what's his idea of staying here tonight?

Because of all kinds of guesses in her mind, Feng Sufei's heart jumped a few times, and her face was somewhat unnatural.

Looking at the silence of Feng Sufei, Nan Rong Huai'an said quietly, "don't you invite me in?"

Feng Sufei suddenly regained his mind and stepped back to let Nan Rong Huai'an in.

Feng Sufi asked hesitantly, "you Are you going to sleep here tonight? "

In fact, what Feng Sufei wants to ask is, how does he sleep?

It's to think about sharing a bed, but before he made an agreement for her, and she was also prepared. If she suddenly shared a bed, she was not prepared at all.

And she didn't think Nanrong Huai'an wanted to be like that.

But she couldn't say anything.

Nanrong Huai'an whispered, "there is another bed in the room. I can sleep in that bed."

Feng Sufei is relieved, but she still wants to cry without tears. Now Nanrong Huai'an is in the room, and she can't leave quietly to see the situation on the other side of the cliff.

Feng Sufei can only dispel the idea.

But the shooting sound in the distance made her blood boil.

Feng Sufei looks at the distance, reluctantly takes back his eyes, and closes the door.

She turned her head toward Nanrong Huai'an. "Let me help you to your bed!"

Said, Feng Sufei is going to help Nan Rong Huai'an. He is not good at walking. It will be hard to go to bed from the chair. She wants to help him.

Nanrong Huai'an holds Feng Sufei's wrist and controls her movements.

Feng Sufei blinked, not sure.

Nan Rong Huai'an sighed and said, "Sophie, there are some things men have to do."

With that, Nanrong Huai'an propped himself up and went from chair to bed.

Feng Sufei looked at it, and thought that even if Nanrong Huai'an was like this, his every move was so elegant and pleasing to the eye.

It seems that he is not a bad person, but the immortal who doesn't touch the world of mortals.

Feng Sufei carefully recalled Nanrong Huai'an's words, knowing that Nanrong Huai'an's self-esteem must be very strong, and she would take her hand back.

But just near Nanrong Huai'an, his breath like snow and lotus is really easy to be intoxicated.

Feng Sufei is in a trance. He thinks it's better to stay away from this charming man.

She poured a glass of water for Nan Rong Huai'an. "Have a drink."

After handing the water to Nan Rong Huai'an, Feng Sufei hurried to her bedside.

But she found that even if she and Nanrong Huai'an were one side of the house and one side of the house, the air was still filled with his crisp, snowy smell, which she could not resist.

Feng Sufei has a feeling of madness.

As soon as she thought of Huai'an in the south of her house, she was a little uneasy. In order to cover up her uneasiness, she had to pretend to be relaxed, and she could not toss and turn as she had just done.

Nanrong Huai'an Qingrun breaks the silence, "the war over the cliff will be over in a moment."