The Emperor's Young Master has turned black again

Chapter 550 What Men Should Do
Seeing Nanrong Huai'an, Feng Sufei was a little surprised, why did he come so late.

Nanrong Huai'an's gaze was like a mist, and he took a deep look at Feng Sufei, "I will rest here tonight."

Feng Sufei was stunned when she heard this sentence, he... what does he mean?
Didn't they always sleep in separate rooms?Why do you want to be together tonight?
Although the two are husband and wife, he made an agreement and there is no obligation of husband and wife. They are equivalent to a fake marriage, so what is he thinking here tonight?
Because of the various guesses in her mind, Feng Sufei's heart beat a few times, and her expression was a little unnatural.

Seeing Feng Sufei's silence, Nanrong Huai'an said quietly, "Aren't you going to invite me in?"

Feng Sufei regained consciousness all of a sudden, and stepped back a few steps to let Nanrong Huai'an in.

Feng Sufei asked hesitantly: "You...you want to sleep here tonight?"

In fact, what Feng Sufei wanted to ask was, how would he sleep?
She figured it out, but he made an agreement for her before, and she was mentally prepared. If she suddenly shared the bed, she was not prepared at all.

And she felt that Nanrong Huai'an didn't want that kind of person either.

But there were some things she couldn't ask.

Nanrong Huai'an whispered: "There is another bed in the room, I can just sleep on that bed."

Feng Sufei breathed a sigh of relief, but she still wanted to cry, and now that Nanrong Huai'an was in the room, she couldn't leave quietly to see the situation on the other side of the cliff.

Feng Sufei could only give up her thoughts.

But those battle sounds in the distance still made her blood boil with excitement.

Feng Sufei looked into the distance, then retracted her gaze reluctantly, and then closed the door.

She turned her head and walked towards Nanrong Huai'an, "I'll help you to the bed!"

Saying that, Feng Sufei was going to Funan Ronghuai'an, he was not good at walking, it would be difficult to get into bed from a chair, she wanted to help him.

Nanrong Huai'an grabbed Feng Sufei's wrist and restrained her movements.

Feng Sufei blinked her eyes, not knowing why.

Nanrong Huai'an sighed quietly and said, "Sufei, there are some things that men have to do."

With that said, Nanrong Huai'an supported himself and got from the chair to the bed.

Feng Sufei stared blankly, feeling that even though Nanrong Huai'an was like this, his every move was so elegant, which was pleasing to the eye.

It seems that he is not a bad person, but the peerless immortal who does not catch the breath of the world.

Feng Sufei recalled Nanrong Huai'an's words carefully, knowing that Nanrong Huai'an's self-esteem must be very strong, so she withdrew her hand.

But just approaching Nanrong Huai'an, the aura like snow and lotus on his body is really easy to fascinate people.

Feng Sufei's expression was in a daze, and she felt that it would be better to stay away from this charming man.

She poured Nanrong Huai'an a glass of water, "Drink some water."

After handing the water to Nanrong Huai'an, Feng Sufei hurried to her bedside.

But she found that even though she and Nan Rong Huai'an were on one side of the room and the other on the other side of the room, his breath was still surging in the air, it smelled so good that she couldn't resist it even if she wanted to.

Feng Sufei felt like going crazy.

As long as she thinks of Nan Huai'an in the house, she will feel a little uncomfortable, and in order to hide her discomfort, she has to pretend to be relaxed, and she can't toss and turn at will like just now.

Nanrong Huai'an Qingrun broke the silence, "The war on the other side of the cliff will end in a while."

(End of this chapter)