The Emperor's Young Master has turned black again

Chapter 1287 The heart was teased again

Just now, Nanrong Huai'an didn't notice that Feng Sufei's eyes were red and swollen.

Just now he was only concerned about whether she was injured.

It was also Feng Sufei who lowered her head, so he didn't pay attention.

Seeing Feng Sufei's expression, Nan Rong Huai'an felt very distressed.

His voice was lowered and softened, "Sufei, what's wrong?"

Feng Sufei looked at Nan Rong Huai'an's caring and worried eyes, her heart skipped a beat.

This feeling of being cared made her palpitate.

However, she really didn't want Nan Rong Huaian to worry.

She thought, where did she see something?Or something is wrong?

Feng Sufei rubbed her face, "I... what's wrong with me? I'm fine."

Nanrong Huai'an stretched out his slender hand like jade to caress Feng Sufei's eyes, "The eyes are red and swollen."

When Nanrong Huai'an spoke, his tone was low, and Feng Sufei could hear that distressed tone very clearly.

Feng Sufei touched her eyes, were they red and swollen?

Feng Sufei thought that when she heard the news from her sister today, she seemed to be very sad. If she cried, her eyes should be red and swollen.

In fact, if she said she was crying, it would definitely make Nan Rong Huai'an feel bad.

But she couldn't bear to let Nanrong Huai'an worry, and she couldn't bear to let him feel sorry for her.

So Feng Sufei smiled lightly and said: "It's cold, maybe it was blown by the wind outside. My eyes are more sensitive, and it might be like this when it's blown by the wind."

As Feng Sufei said, she could actually feel Nanrong Huai'an's scorching gaze.

She was a little afraid to meet Nanrong Huai'an's eyes, for fear that Nanrong Huai'an would see her lying.

And about her sister, she has to rely on herself, she doesn't want to bother Nan Rong Huai'an anymore.

Besides, his wound is not completely healed yet, and he needs to take good care of him. The doctor said that Nanrong Huai'an needs to rest and rest, and he can't worry too much, and can't have too many mood swings.

Feng Sufei tried her best to smile naturally, but Nanrong Huai'an spent a lot of time with her, how could she not see that she was hiding something.

Nanrong Huai'an sighed softly, "Sufei, you have cried before, right? Why did you cry? You were wronged, or something happened to you?"

Feng Sufei's face became slightly stiff, but Nan Rong Huai'an unexpectedly noticed it.

But she still didn't want to admit it, "No, really not, if there is, can I not tell you?"

Nanrong Huai'an's eyes darkened, with a mysterious and leisurely light shining inside, "Sufei, you haven't told me now that you are my wife and we are family members. Is there anything else you can't tell me?" ?”

Feng Sufei felt that her heart had been teased again.

Every time, Nanrong Huai'an can always speak to the tip of her heart, making her hard heart become gentle and warm.

This is Nanrong Huai'an, whose inadvertent gentleness can always move people.

More than sweet words can touch her and make her heart beat.

"It's not that I won't tell you."

"You look like this, it really worries me, you know?"

Feng Sufei raised her head and reached out to hug Nanrong Huaian's neck, "Huai'an, don't worry about me, I just have some emotions that I haven't dealt with well, I will deal with it, I'm fine now, you see, it's just that my eyes are swollen. Just apply it, I'm hungry now, let's eat first, shall we?"

Feng Sufei wanted to change the subject deliberately, because she knew that Nan Rong Huai'an would be reluctant to starve her.

But Nanrong Huai'an is really tough this time, "Sufei, if you don't tell me, I'll be worried, don't try to change the subject."

(End of this chapter)