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Such a change, a feeling, Feng Sufei could not say why, but she did not reject it. She felt as if she had a feeling of home, her heart was no longer a duckweed, floating.

Feng Sufei did not regret having a real couple with Nan Rong Huaian last night.

Maybe she had different feelings for Nan Rong Huai'an in her subconscious.

After all, when she was a queen, her grandmother would always say that Nan Rong Huai'an was good in her ears when she hadn't realized love.

Maybe at that time, she had different feelings and different feelings towards Nanrong Huaian.

Only then, Nan Rong Huaian did not attend the royal banquet. He also had a fiancee.

Actually think about it. At that time, she didn't see Nan Rong Huai An, but she was still a bit lost in her heart, right?

Although she is a queen, she does not like the difficulty of strong men.

So she held down Nan Rong Huai An, said by her grandmother.

When the queen died, she, as Feng Sufei, would reunite the country and return. The first partner she thought of was Nan Rong Huai An.

Maybe subconsciously, she wanted to find him!

Even if she did not admit it, Feng Sufei also analyzed her psychological changes at this moment.

After thinking about it, she sighed.

But she still held the quilt and took a deep breath, with the breath of Nan Rong Huai An.

She looked at the sunshine outside, it was very bright and bright, as if she was in the same mood, and it became brighter.

However, she turned around and there was no Nan Rong Huai An in the room. After all, she was still a bit lost.

She remembered when she was sleeping last night in the arms of Nan Rong Huaian.

She also felt faintly, Nan Rong Huai An held her tightly.

Thinking about it, Feng Sufei sat up, holding the quilt, and smiled softly.

Under her eyes were bright smiles.

She began to wonder what Nan Rong Huaian was doing and what she was doing.

As she lay on the bed, the door creaked.

I don't know why, Feng Sufei's heart followed closely, her breathing stopped, but her heartbeat was pounding violently.

Her involuntary guess was Nan Rong Huaian.

Nan Rong Huaian pushed the chair gently to Feng Sufei's bed. He looked at Feng Sufei holding her quilt with her eyes closed, and smiled gently, "Are you awake?"

Feng Sufei heard Nan Rong Huaian's voice and smiled gently.

She covered herself with the quilt and did not come out.

Because she thought about last night, she was still shy and didn't know how to open her eyes to see Nan Rong Huaian.

Nan Rong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei's movements and shook his head helplessly. He reached out and gently pulled Feng Sufei's quilt.

But the style is very tight.

"Su Fei, you look like this will cover you up."

Feng Sufei pursed her lips and said nothing, her face turned red.

"Su Fei, obedient, get up. It's almost ten o'clock now. You should be hungry. I'll let you prepare your favorite meals."

"Sophie, obedient ..."

No matter how Nan Rong Huaian coaxed, Feng Sufei insisted, "You go out first, I ... I will come out in a moment."

"You are so, how can I rest assured that if I don't come out again, I will let Su Fei think about what happened last night."

Nan Rong Huai An bowed his head and said in Feng Sufei's ear, with a magnetic voice, it was so tempting.

Feng Sufei also realized that the world-renowned Nanrong Huaian still had such a side, and she couldn't resist it.

After half a push and a half push, Nan Rong Huai'an still opened Feng Sufei's quilt. "Look, it's all covered."