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Feng Sufei said with a coquettish tone.

In fact, Feng Sufei felt that now she and Nan Rong Huai'an are here, and she is also very coquettish.

Nan Rong Huaian talked to her and hugged her, and her mood would soon improve.

Even herself felt strange.

But leaning in the arms of Nan Rong Huai'an and being held tightly by him, she didn't really think about it.

Nan Rong Huai'an just held his heart, the whole person was tense.

If it was something else, he could be bullying Sufi and trap her in his arms.

But things in the demon era were indeed his negligence, and she later died.

So he couldn't help her, he didn't protect her.

He blamed himself for guilt and could not forgive himself.

He didn't dare to think about it. Su Fei remembered all this and didn't forgive him what to do. He really didn't dare to think, so he was so nervous and afraid.

Nan Rong Huai An could feel that even if Su Fei didn't forgive him, he couldn't let go of her.

He was about to hold her so tightly.

Just when Nan Rong Huaian was in a very emotional mood, when he had a headache, he heard a coquettish voice like Feng Sufei.

He trembled all over, and he looked at Suffi, "Fifi, you ..."

Nan Rong Huaian looked at Feng Sufei almost blinklessly, with uncertain light in his eyes.

Feng Sufei knew that Nan Rong Huaian was in a bad mood.

She actually thought about the way she had suffered in the first place, and she knew that feeling.

Feng Sufei reached out and hugged Nan Rong Huaian's neck, kissed him gently, kissed his eyebrows, "I want to say that the demon era is a thing of the past, do n’t say sorry, now we are fine Just fine. "

Feng Sufei looked at Nan Rong Huai'an distressed, his eyes were red, with red light.

Feng Sufei reached out and stroked his eyebrows gently. "Don't be sad, I'm all there."

Nan Rong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei's expression deeply and determined that Feng Sufei didn't blame him. His throat rolled down and his eyes became red and wet. "Fifi, my Fifi ..."

At this time, nothing can express the inner emotions of Nan Rong Huaian. He held Feng Sufei and kissed her lips deeply.

Deeply kissing, seems to kiss with all strength.

He exerted a lot of energy and devoured all her breath.

It seems that in this way, he can express his inner emotions.

He has a lot of emotions to tell.

Feng Sufei was kissed deep, Nan Rong Huaian's skills were strong, and after a while, she was in the clouds and fog, feeling unable to think.

Nan Rong Huai An kissed deeply, Feng Su Fei felt a little pain, but with a tingling sensation in her pain, her whole body was like an electric shock.

"Huai'an ..."

When Feng Sufei couldn't breathe, Nan Rong Huai An gently let go of her.

Nan Rong Huaian reached out and gently patted Feng Sufei's back to help her calm her breath.

He asked hoarsely: "You remember?"

Even if Feng Sufei didn't mind those, Nan Rong Huaian couldn't help asking.

Feng Sufei shook her head. "Just remember that you went back to the demon and left me a letter to let me go home. There, I didn't know it later."

After a pause, Feng Sufei asked, "What happened later?"

When she looked at Nan Rong Huai'an, she felt what seemed to be happening and what happened?

Nan Rong Huaian said hoarsely: "Later, after all the things of the demon tribe were resolved, I went to you and learned that you were dead."