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After Feng Sufei sent the news, she knew that the fire of the Si family was going to burn well.

The head of the family, Si Ciya, and Si Jue, let's fight.

The family's internal concubine continues to be fierce!

Feng Sufei looked out of the window, her eyes were getting darker.

Nan Rong Huai An can feel that his wife is changing, both in breath and momentum.

He felt a touch of strangeness.

But no stranger, it is also Feng Sufei, and his wife.

In the past few days when Feng Sufei had a fever, Nan Rong Huai'an was almost inseparable from Feng Sufei, cooking for her, regulating her body, and watching her eat.

In order to take better care of Feng Sufei, Nan Rong Huai'an has to work at night.

Although his eyebrows were exhausted, he did not feel tired because he took care of his own wife.

A few days later, Feng Sufei's body was completely better.

On this day, Feng Sufei woke up in the middle of the night without Nan Rong Huai'an.

She walked out quietly, and when she saw the light in the study room, she saw that Nan Rong Huaian was busy in it.

These days of taking care of her, it seems to be the case every day.

Feng Sufei's stiff heart will become softer.

No one can take care of another person for no reason.

But Nan Rong Huai'an had no complaints, so patiently and carefully to her every day.

No matter how cold she was and how bad his tone was, he still had such a good temper.

Sometimes he was helpless, just sighed, and then continued to treat her well.

Feng Sufei's heart was contradictory.

It was more than three in the morning, and Nan Rong Huai An quietly returned to the house.

His movements are very light and light, just to not disturb Feng Sufei's sleep.

But as soon as he entered the room, the lights suddenly turned on.

It was the light that Feng Sufei turned on. She leaned on the bedside and looked at Nan Rong Huai'an, with too many complex emotions in her eyes.

She looked at Nan Rong Huaian's tired eyebrows, and her heart was still slightly tingling.

When Nan Rong Huaian saw Feng Sufei, he could not help but relax.

He habitually reached out and touched Sufi's forehead. He was relieved when he no longer had a fever. "Are you awake? Or can't you sleep?"

Feng Sufei's lips opened and moved, and she wanted to say something. In the end, she grabbed Nan Rong Huaian's hand and said, "You are not by your side, you can't sleep."

She just wanted to make Nan Rong Huaian go to bed earlier in this way.

Nan Rong Huai'an naturally didn't know Feng Sufei's mind. When he heard these words, his apex moved slightly, and he said softly, "Okay, I will go to bed earlier and stay with you."

Feng Sufei gave her gentle eyebrows to Shangnan Ronghuaian and pursed her lips, "Huai'an, I have a bad temper these days."

"Nothing. You're sick, and you're upset, it's normal."

Feng Sufei continued to stare at Nan Rong Huai An, "Why are you so good to me and so tolerant?"

Nan Rong Huai'an smiled, "Fool, even asking such a question, you are my wife and family, naturally you must be nice to you, don't I still make you angry, you are angry, don't I follow your heartache?"

The night is deep, and the human heart is easily moved by the touch.

At this moment, Feng Sufei's heart was choked.

She moved to the side of Nanrong Huaian, "Huai'an, hug me!"

They haven't hugged well for a long time, she wants to hug Nan Rong Huai'an.

Nan Rong Huaian moved his eyes, hugged Feng Sufei, put his chin on Feng Sufei's head, and his eyes were moist.