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When Feng Sufei was weak these days, Nan Rong Huaian took care of her without rest.

He was watching her while she was sleeping.

At this time, she could clearly see the tired red blood in Nan Rong Huaian's eyes.

Feng Sufei patted the head of the bed. "Huai'an, come and sit with me for a while. I don't want to eat anything now."

She just wanted to talk to Nan Rong Huai An.

Nan Rong Huai'an sat beside the bed and hugged Feng Sufei in his heart. "Are you still uncomfortable?"

When saying this, Nan Rong Huaian's tone was deeply distressed.

Nan Rong Huaian's arm did not dare to force, but could only gently wind Feng Sufei.

In his opinion, Feng Sufei is now the same as a fragile doll, so that he does not know what to do with her.

He could only treat her more gently.

No one knows how hard these three days are for Nan Rong Huaian.

His heart was not relaxed for a moment, nor did he dare to close his eyes. He was really afraid of losing Feng Sufei.

At the time when he was in the Nan Rong family, Feng Sufei slept for so long. At that time, his feelings were very light and light.

Maybe the relationship was not strong enough at that time.

But now, his feelings for Feng Sufei have exceeded his imagination. Seeing her sick and seeing her uncomfortable, his heart is hurting.

Feng Sufei leaned in the arms of Nan Rong Huaian and closed her eyes for a while.

She obviously had a lot to say to Nan Rong Huai An, but at this time she didn't have much energy to speak.

She will rest first.

Smelling the elegant and refreshing breath of Nan Rong Huaian, Feng Sufei felt very comfortable.

She was weird, it was this feeling of soul.

She felt that the deepest part of her soul seemed to rely on the breath of Nan Rong Huaian.

These three days, her body is very refreshing, but also the body that Nan Rong Huaian wiped her.

She was embarrassed at first, but Nan Rong Huaian insisted.

After a while, Feng Sufei had a little strength, and she said, "Huai'an, you are very kind to me."

"A fool, a fool who is easy to satisfy, shouldn't I take care of you?"

After a pause, Nan Rong Huai An sighed: "And you look like this, I am very distressed, Su Fei, get better soon!"

These days, his heart is hurting.

Talking, Nan Rong Huai An bowed his head and kissed Su Feng's forehead.

Feng Sufei nodded. "I'm trying to figure it out."

She was sick, too.

She felt that even after coming out of the imperial tomb, the blood on her body seemed to surge quickly around her body.

She had a feeling that her whole body was about to explode, as if there was some power to gush out, but her body couldn't bear it, so the disease broke out.

But these three days she was in a hanging bottle and taking medicine, and she was getting better.

It's just that I've worked hard for Nanrong Huaian and never rested.

Feng Sufei had thousands of words to say to Nan Rong Huai An, but in the end it was only one sentence, "Huaian, I love you."

This is Feng Sufei's first serious confession to Nan Rong Huaian.

Nan Rong Huaian listened to this sentence, his whole body trembled suddenly, his heart missed a beat, and his apex touched fiercely.

After a while, Nan Rong Huai An took a deep breath and calmed his emotions. He bowed his head and kissed Feng Sufei's forehead lovingly, "Fool, I love you too."

Love very much, how much love, only his heart knows.

No amount of words can be described.

In fact, this illness made Feng Sufei closer to Nan Rong Huaian's heart.

Starting from Feng Sufei's ability to land, Feng Sufei worked hard to practice the set of skills that her mother Nong Ruolan taught her when she was a child.