The Emperor's Young Master has turned black again

Chapter 1240 Elegance Stepping on the Tip of a Knife

At this moment, Feng Sufei was actually very embarrassed, as if this place did not belong to her at all, she broke into someone else's place by herself, and the owner seemed to be disturbed and was not happy.

Feng Sufei's hands beside her were tightly pinching the hem of her clothes, her hands were a little stiff, and her body was also stiff.

She felt a little sour when she saw Shangnan Rong Huai'an's cold and unfamiliar gaze.

But at this moment, her enthusiasm was like being poured with a basin of cold water, which made her completely sober all of a sudden.

In fact, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, fortunately, she discovered such Nanrong Huai'an earlier, and saw such strange eyes earlier.

Otherwise, she would still deceive herself into thinking that Nanrong Huai'an was very kind and gentle to her, that she had eyes for her, and even thought that he was treating her...

Ha ha!

Well, it was just wishful thinking on her part.

Or maybe she was blinded.

Maybe she is really stupid, and still believes in love.

Isn't the lesson given by Si Jueshen enough!
She was still going to be stupid.

Nanrong Huai'an is really poisonous, he seems to be gentle, he seems to have affection for you, but in fact he is the most heartless and indifferent in his heart.

Gentleness and affection are superficial, that's because you haven't touched the area where he can't get close.

Just like today, she just came to his attic, maybe his place, a private place, maybe she can't get close.

But if you can't get close, you should stop her outside the door.

Feng Sufei tried her best to smile gracefully, but the rigid expression still revealed her unnaturalness.

When Feng Sufei finished that sentence, she saw that Nanrong Huai'an was silent, and said calmly: "Well, you are busy first, I won't bother you, I will go out first."

After Feng Sufei finished speaking, she turned around immediately, she was afraid that if she stayed any longer, she would only be more embarrassed.

And her emotions can't be controlled, how long can she maintain her elegance?
No matter how fragile and embarrassing his heart is, he can't let Nanrong Huai'an see it.

To him, she may be a familiar yet unfamiliar existence.

But she vaguely regarded him as a trusted existence, and perhaps subconsciously regarded the two of them as a husband and wife.

Women are really stupid sometimes. They know some facts, but deep down they always like to deceive themselves and others.

Even though Feng Sufei wanted to leave the attic quickly, she tried her best to make her turn around and her steps become graceful.

Only Feng Sufei knew how painful and difficult it was for her to insist on being graceful this time.

It feels like your feet are stepping on the tip of a knife.

When she turned around, the expression on her face could no longer be tense, and all the smiles were suppressed.

It turns out that keeping a smile is actually very difficult.

She thought of Nanrong Huai'an's gentleness before, and Nanrong Huai'an even fed her soup with his own hands, which made her feel even more bitter.

Men are really different from women.

A man can control his heart while tenderly caring for a strange woman.

Women can't do it, if you don't love, you don't love, if you love, you love.

Nanrong Huai'an listened to Feng Sufei's words, watched her turn around, and said, "I'll be there in a while."

"Well, I see, you are busy first."

After finishing speaking, Feng Sufei walked downstairs.

No one knew that when she left the attic, she walked in a hurry, and when she went down the steps, she accidentally sprained her foot.

No one knew, her eyes were red, and she didn't know whether it was the pain in her heart or the pain in her feet.

Feng Sufei took a deep breath, endured the pain, and continued to walk outside on her high heels.

The guard saw that something was wrong with the young lady, and asked with concern: "Young lady, your feet?"

(End of this chapter)