The Emperor's Young Master has turned black again

Chapter 1269 Dependence, warmth

Feng Sufei could feel Nan Rong Huai'an gripping her shoulder very tightly, as if he was still nervous about her.

Nanrong Huai'an's voice was a little deep and hoarse.

Feng Sufei knew that Nanrong Huai'an's heart was not peaceful, he was really worried about her.

She nodded guiltily and lowered her head, not daring to look at Nanrong Huai'an's expression.

Nanrong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei, and looked at her, like a child who made a mistake, nodding with her head down.

Her appearance really made him angry and helpless, but he didn't know what to do with her?
Nanrong Huai'an sighed deeply in his heart, "Why don't you speak?"

"I remember what you said before, but when I saw you were injured and saw Si Jueshen, I couldn't help but want to kill him."

Hearing Feng Sufei's answer, Nanrong Huai'an felt a puff of breath in his heart, he rubbed the center of his brows with a headache, "Then have you ever thought about yourself, about me, what about you, have you ever thought about my feelings Yet?"

Feng Sufei listened carefully to Nanrong Huai'an's tone, and secretly stuck out her tongue, as if Nanrong Huai'an was very angry.

Feng Sufei thought for a while, and then gently pulled Nanrong Huai'an's sleeve, wanting to act coquettishly.

Although Nan Rong Huai'an wanted Feng Sufei to remember safety first, he couldn't resist her approach and let Feng Sufei tug on his sleeve.

In fact, Nanrong Huai'an's heart softened involuntarily seeing Feng Sufei pretending to be coquettish.

He just still has a feeling of fear, what he saw and experienced on the battlefield just now, he can hardly bear it.

He didn't dare to think what would happen if he went a little later.

Will the deadliest bomb kill Sophie her...

Thinking of this, Nanrong Huai'an's face turned pale, and he shook his head to remove those scenes.

Fortunately, Sufei was still standing in front of him.

"I just didn't expect it, and I will pay attention to it in the future."

Nanrong Huai'an's expression froze, "Still thinking about the future?"

Feng Sufei shook her head quickly, "There will be no future, I will protect myself and pay attention."

As she said that, Feng Sufei felt that Nanrong Huai'an's expression eased a lot, she took the initiative to reach out to hug him, "Huai'an, can you hug me? When I'm in danger, all I think about is you."

Hearing Feng Sufei's fragile words, Nan Rong Huai'an's heart ached.

He sighed, then hugged Feng Sufei, he lowered his head and kissed Feng Sufei's heart, "Do you know how I felt just now, you really tortured me..."

At this moment, Feng Sufei felt her position in Nanrong Huai'an's heart, she closed her eyes, and felt a little sweet in her heart, "For you and for us in the future, I will protect myself well, and I will not be impulsive in the future."

Hearing Feng Sufei's serious words, Nan Rong Huaian hugged her even tighter.

With such a tight hug, Nanrong Huai'an's heart fell to the ground.

The dangerous scene just now kept spinning in his mind.

Feng Sufei really scared him.

Nan Rong Huai'an felt that he had never been so nervous at that moment, as if his heart was about to suffocate.

Feng Sufei leaned against Nanrong Huai'an's arms, feeling the peace and warmth of this moment.

I don't know why, as long as she is in Nanrong Huai'an's arms, she will feel particularly at ease.

Feng Sufei had to admit that she was very dependent on this embrace.

And after the danger of life and death just now, she relied on Nanrong Huai'an even more. She liked to lean in his arms and smell his breath, which would dissipate the hostility and dark emotions in her heart.

(End of this chapter)