The Emperor's Young Master has turned black again

Chapter 1898 Easy to Satisfy
When Feng Sufei was weak these days, it was Nan Rong Huai'an who took care of her without rest.

When she was sleeping, he was watching her.

At this moment, she could clearly see the tired blood in Nanrong Huai'an'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 wants to talk to Nanrong Huai'an now.

Nanrong Huai'an sat beside the bed, holding Feng Sufei in his arms distressedly, "Is it still uncomfortable?"

When Nanrong Huai'an said this, his tone was full of distress.

Nanrong Huai'an didn't dare to use force with his arms, so he could only wrap around Feng Sufei lightly.

In his opinion, the current Feng Sufei is like a fragile doll, so he doesn't know what to do with her?
He could only treat her more gently.

No one knew how hard these three days were for Nanrong Huai'an.

His heart was not relaxed for a moment, and he didn't dare to close his eyes. He was really afraid of losing Feng Sufei.

When she was in the Nanrong family, Feng Sufei fell asleep for so long, and his feelings were very light at that time.

Maybe it wasn't emotional enough then.

But now, his feelings for Feng Sufei have surpassed his imagination. Seeing her sick and uncomfortable made his heart ache.

Feng Sufei leaned against Nanrong Huai'an's arms, closed her eyes and rested for a while.

She obviously has a lot to say to Nan Rong Huai'an, but she doesn't have much energy to say it right now.

She will take a break first.

Smelling the elegant and refreshing breath of Nanrong Huai'an, Feng Sufei felt very comfortable.

She is very strange, is the feeling of this soul.

She felt that in her soul, the deepest part of her heart seemed to depend on the aura of Nanrong Huai'an.

In the past three days, her body was very refreshed, and it was all wiped by Nanrong Huai'an.

She was embarrassed at first, but Nanrong Huaian insisted.

After a while, Feng Sufei gained some strength, and she said, "Huai'an, you are so kind to me."

"Fool, what a fool who is easy to satisfy, isn't this what I should take care of you?"

After a pause, Nanrong Huai'an sighed and said, "And you look like this, I feel sorry for you, Sufei, get well soon!"

In the past few days, his heart ached.

Said, Nanrong Huai'an bowed his head and kissed Feng Sufei's forehead.

Feng Sufei nodded, "I'm also trying to get better."

Sick, she is not well.

She felt that after coming out of the imperial mausoleum, the blood in her body seemed to surge rapidly all over her body.

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

But in the past three days, she was given a bottle and took medicine, and she got better.

It's just that Nanrong Huai'an has worked hard and has never rested.

Feng Sufei had thousands of words to say to Nanrong Huai'an, but in the end she just said, "Huaian, I love you."

This is Feng Sufei's first serious confession to Nanrong Huai'an.

Hearing these words, Nanrong Huai'an's whole body trembled suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, and the apex of his heart was so touched.

After a while, Nanrong Huaian took a deep breath to calm down his turbulent emotions. He lowered his head and kissed Feng Sufei lovingly on the forehead, "Fool, I love you too."

Love him very much, how much he loves, only his heart knows.

No amount of words can describe it.

In fact, this illness brought Feng Sufei and Nan Rong Huai'an closer together.

Ever since Feng Sufei was able to go to the ground, Feng Sufei worked hard to practice the kung fu that her mother Nong Ruolan taught her when she was a child.

(End of this chapter)