Chapter 2585 Don't worry, I'm still alive!

Nan Rong Huai'an couldn't help but think that if he knew Sufei was good and she was good as Dongfang Yan at the beginning, instead of thinking about the royal family with his inherent thinking, he and Sufei would not have been delayed for so long.

They wasted a lot of time, and he will make up for it later.

Nan Rong Huai'an was very moved in his heart, he couldn't help but hug Feng Sufei, and wanted to kiss her.

Feng Sufei turned her head to one side, "Huai'an, it's only in the morning...I still have things to do later."

Feng Sufei was afraid that Nanrong Huai'an would think she didn't want to, so she hurriedly added: "I haven't fully recovered yet!"

Feng Sufei looked at Nanrong Huai'an, her tone was coquettish and coquettish.

She knew that if she acted like a baby, Nanrong Huai'an would spoil her and would not be willing to get angry.

Nanrong Huai'an smiled, "I won't torment you."

He just wanted to kiss her lightly to express his thanks.

But Nan Rong Huai'an also knew that maybe a kiss could easily ignite a fire.

Every time he faced Feng Sufei, he couldn't restrain himself.

The two chatted with each other for a while, and Feng Sufei re-entered the study.

In the afternoon, someone gave some gifts again.

Feng Sufei saw a gift made of paper cranes.

Seeing these paper cranes, for some reason, Feng Sufei thought of one person, and that was Si Jueshen.

In the past, Si Jueshen would often fold paper cranes for her.

In fact, it was because she liked paper cranes at first that Si Jueshen learned how to fold paper cranes.

Feng Sufei looked at these with a dazed expression, as if she had returned to the time when she was Dongfang Yan.

Many memories are still so clear.

But Si Jueshen is past tense after all.

The damage was done and it was irreparable. Although Si Jueshen had nothing to do with her death, it was also caused by his mother.

After being silent for a while, Feng Sufei sighed, then picked up the paper crane, with three words written on it, "I'm sorry!"

There are only these three characters, but Feng Sufei can tell that they are Si Jueshen's characters.

Even after so long, she still remembered his handwriting.

Seeing his handwriting, Feng Sufei felt relieved for some reason.

Because looking at the handwriting, she knew that Si Jueshen was still alive.

Since he was alive, she was relieved.

Feng Sufei put together the other gifts of Zhihehe.

Only then did Feng Sufei remember, she forgot, Nanrong Huai'an hasn't prepared a gift for her yet!

But she can't take the initiative to ask for it!

Anyway, it would be good if Nanrong Huaian's people and hearts were with her, and she should be content.

This is how Feng Sufei comforted herself.

In the evening, Nanrong Huai'an cooked the dinner himself.

Candlelight dinner, don't have a romantic.

Nanrong Huai'an also played the piano for Feng Sufei himself.

Feng Sufei looked at Nanrong Huai'an playing the piano, and felt so noble and elegant, as if a fairy descended from the earth, burning and enchanting, with peerless elegance.

She looked at him with starry eyes.

And the songs he plays are so nice.

Feng Sufei has a romantic feeling.

And tomorrow is the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month, the Chinese New Year.

She feels very warm.

She really wanted to celebrate the New Year with Nanrong Huai'an, her parents, and her sister.

It feels like a big family is lively.

Nan Rong Huai'an finished playing the piano piece, then walked up to Feng Sufei, "Does it sound good?"

Feng Sufei nodded, "Yeah, it sounds good."

Feng Sufei really didn't know that Nanrong Huai'an could play the piano before, but it really looks good and sounds good.