The Emperor's Young Master has turned black again

Chapter 423 unique breath

Feng Sufei couldn't understand at all, "Why?"

"Don't ask, my injury is fine, it was bandaged before."

Feng Sufei looked at the warm but complicated light in Nanrong Huai'an's eyes, curled her lips and said, "Is there a medicine box? I'll re-bandage your wound, and if you don't take care of your wound, there will be problems."

Nanrong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei deeply.

Feng Sufei did not back down, and looked seriously at Nanrong Huai'an's eyes, which were very firm.

Nan Rong Huaian reluctantly compromised, "The medicine box is under the bed in my bedroom."

Feng Sufei nodded, "You wait for a while, I will come down later."

Saying that, Feng Sufei took Nan Rong Huai'an's hand off, and hurried to Nan Rong Huai'an's bedroom.

"Cough cough..."

Nanrong Huai'an coughed lightly, he lowered his head and looked at his hands, which seemed to still carry Feng Sufei's temperature.

He couldn't help but think of what happened in the evening, the knife was thrust into his chest with both hands without hesitation...

Nanrong Huai'an was thinking, with a dull and painful light in his eyes, he coughed continuously.

Feng Sufei went to Nanrong Huai'an's bedroom, and felt that it was neat and clean, with an aura like lotus and snow.

She quickly found the medicine box and took it back to the study.

She quickly untied the bandage for Nan Rong Huai'an, re-applied the medicine, bandaged it, and gave Nan Rong Huai'an oral medicine.

After finishing everything, Feng Sufei's forehead was also covered with sweat.

Nanrong Huai'an has been looking down at Feng Sufei all the time, her body that is close to her exudes a faint girlish fragrance, which is different from the perfume smell of women nowadays, but a unique scent on her body.

She had just finished taking a shower, her hair was loose and silky, as soon as she lowered her head, her hair gently brushed against the skin of his chest, causing a slightly itchy touch.

Her skin is very delicate, and her eyelashes are long, trembling slightly, like feathers.

Maybe it's because she just took a bath, maybe it's because she's a little anxious and flustered, her face is slightly rosy, and she has a gorgeous feeling of a lotus emerging from water.

This is the first time Nanrong Huai'an took a serious look at Feng Sufei, and he found that the wife of this agreement is also very beautiful.

Feng Sufei got up and said with a sigh of relief: "It's all done, you should have a good rest, don't move around, and cultivate yourself these few days."

After saying that, Feng Sufei turned around and was about to leave. She didn't dare to look into Nanrong Huai'an's eyes, and she didn't want to explore.

Just when she turned around, Nanrong Huai'an said softly, "Sufei, thank you just now."

Feng Sufei took a deep breath, turned her head and pretended to be relaxed and clear, and said: "You and I don't need to be so polite!"

She had a bright smile, as if she didn't care about anything, but at this moment, Nanrong Huai'an could clearly see the vicissitudes in Feng Sufei's eyes, which did not belong to her age.

Nanrong Huai'an's eyes deepened, and he said Qingrun: "So you don't want anything to happen to me?"

"Of course, if you are gone, everyone will think that my wife killed you... Just kidding with you, I pointed at you to take revenge with me and kill Si Jueshen, so before he dies, you Live longer."

After finishing speaking, Feng Sufei paused and said: "Don't worry, you don't want people to know, I won't tell, I'll go out first."

After going out, Feng Sufei let out a long sigh of relief. Nanrong Huai'an looks like a fairy like jade, but both his aura and eyes can give people great pressure, especially when she gives him When the medicine was bandaged, she really couldn't ignore his aura and eyes.

If the air outside is good, she can really breathe a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)