Chapter 1752 Su Fei, don't move!

Feng Sufei heard Nanrong Huai'an's voice and blinked her eyes slightly sour.

This feeling was very strange, and she couldn't help but want to get close to Nanrong Huaian.

If you want to get close to him, smell his breath, even give him a hug.

At this time, Feng Sufei's mind was blank. She followed her heart and walked over to approach Nanrong Huaian.

In fact, Feng Sufei cherishes the current feeling very much.

Because if she wants to get close to Nanrong Huai'an, she can get close.

She remembered the time when she was in the Nanrong family, when she had not regained her identity.

At that time, she had Nanrong Huaian in her heart, but she felt insecure about her relationship.

She is always trying to control her heart.

Even if she wanted to get close to Nanrong Huaian, she had to control her heart.

Because at that time, Nanrong Huaian never said that she liked to say love, and she felt insecure in her own heart.

Now, she has confidence in her relationship with Nanrong Huai'an, she can walk over whenever she wants to get close and hug him.

Feng Sufei walked over, sat down beside Nanrong Huai'an's bed, and took the initiative to gently rest her head in Nanrong Huai'an's arms.

The moment Feng Sufei leaned against his arms, Nanrong Huai'an's body stiffened.

Nan Ronghuai was in pain because he thought Feng Sufei was going to the empire.

At this moment, he wished he could rub Feng Sufei into the bones and blood of his body, and wished he could love her very hard.

But his hands trembled, but he didn't hug Feng Sufei.

Because he was afraid of hugging, he wouldn't let her leave.

He wouldn't want her to go to the empire, it would take at least a few days to go back and forth, and he wouldn't be able to bear it if he didn't see her for a few days.

Feng Sufei almost greedily smelled Nanrong Huai'an's elegant lotus scent.

She doesn't know if it's because of love, but she just thinks that Nanrong Huaian's body smells very good and has a charming feeling.

But she could also feel the stiffness of Nanrong Huaian's body.

If it was before, Nanrong Huaian would definitely hug her.

Feng Sufei looked up at Nanrong Huai'an, "Huai'an, what's the matter with you?"

At this moment, Nanrong Huai'an's Chuchen's eyes were swirling with a deep whirlpool, like a wave of the ocean, flapping to devour people.

Nanrong Huai'an ignored the wound and hugged Feng Sufei forcefully, making her sit with her legs spread across...

In this way, the two can be in closer contact.

Nanrong Huai'an hugged Feng Sufei's waist tightly, and then kissed deeply...

"Huai'an...you...what's wrong with you?"

"Well, your wound..."

Nanrong Huai'an swallowed Feng Sufei's breath forcefully, as if she wanted to incorporate all her thoughts for the next few days into this kiss.

This kiss was deep and domineering, and Feng Sufei couldn't resist it, and it became a bit cloudy for a while.

And since Nanrong Huai'an was injured, the two really haven't had any closer contact.

Every time, a kiss, when they can't control it, the two people will control it with that trace of reason.

But this time, Feng Sufei felt that her reason was swallowed up.

Nanrong Huai'an didn't seem to want to keep his sanity, and there was only a light that devoured everything in his eyes.

Such light, such a breath, made Feng Sufei tremble all over her body.

She wanted to take a deep breath, but Nanrong Huaian took her breath away.

"Huai'an..."

"Su Fei, don't move..."

When he said this, Nanrong Huaian's forehead oozes fine sweat, and he seems to be holding back something.

And Feng Sufei also strongly felt Nanrong Huai'an's affection.