Chapter 1459 Slap in the Face, Torture

Feng Sufei was in a good mood, not like the icy mentality just now.

Maybe she found herself, in front of her family, in front of her identity, maybe love was not as important to her as she thought.

Because love is illusory.

At this moment, Feng Sufei realized where her feelings were and where her great love was.

She looked at Zi Wanxun who was still screaming mournfully, looked at her appearance, and suddenly she didn't have much fear or anger towards such a person.

Her mood calmed down in an instant.

Nanrong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei deeply, locked her eyes, but couldn't see what she was thinking.

Nanrong Huai'an's body was a little stiff. Even though he was so close to Feng Sufei, there was a feeling that the world was so close.

Such a feeling made Nanrong Huai'an want to reach out and grab Feng Sufei, as if hugging Feng Sufei.

But Feng Sufei quickly avoided Nanrong Huaian, bypassed him, and walked towards Zi Wanxun.

This time, she didn't wait to hear Nanrong Huaian's answer.

His words didn't matter to her anymore.

At this time, the royal shadow guards reacted and quickly came to Feng Sufei's surroundings to form a protection circle to protect her.

Nanrong Huai'an's subordinates looked at each other, not knowing what to do, protect the young lady? Save Zi Wanxun?

But the young lady and that Zi Wanxun seem to be incompatible, how will the young master choose?

How to order?

Feng Sufei walked to Zi Wanxun, took out a pair of black gloves, put them on her hands, and then punched Zi Wanxun in the face.

"Clap clap clap..." The slap in the face was so loud.

Feng Sufei seemed to be venting her anger.

She knew that she might not be able to kill Zi Wanxun today, but she had to vent her anger, and she would torture Zi Wanxun no matter what.

Nanrong Huai'an turned his head to one side and didn't look at it.

He wants to stop Feng Sufei from killing Zi Wanxun. If Feng Sufei is angry with Zi Wanxun, he wants to stop him. Feng Sufei will never let Zi Wanxun go.

He could only let Feng Sufei get angry enough.

Zi Wanxun's face was swollen, and she even lost a tooth.

She wanted to speak, but Feng Sufei kept hitting, not giving her a chance to speak at all.

She wanted to ask Nanrong Huai'an for help with her eyes, but Nanrong Huai'an turned her head to one side and her eyes didn't fall on this side. She could only be beaten by Feng Sufei like this.

Zi Wan's sullen eyes were about to pop out.

She couldn't scold Feng Sufei if she wanted to, and her face was swollen and she couldn't speak.

Every stroke of Feng Sufei's hand is very heavy. Although the gloves are used to protect her hands, her hands feel a little numb because of the excessive force.

Although Feng Sufei was playing Zi Wanxun, she was thinking calmly about all the forms and situations in her mind.

After Feng Sufei had fought enough, she turned to look at Nanrong Huai'an, "Can you tell me why, why can't you kill her, why do you have to save her?"

Feng Sufei actually calmed down and could see that perhaps Nanrong Huai'an's feelings for Zi Wanxun were in the past tense, but there must be some reason why she couldn't kill it.

A complex light flashed across Nanrong Huai'an's eyes, and he stiffly shook his head at Feng Sufei, "I'm sorry, Sufei, I can't tell."

Feng Sufei did not embarrass Nanrong Huai'an, the light in her eyes dimmed, she stared at Nanrong Huai'an and said, "Do you have to save?"

When Feng Sufei said this, she was not aggressive, but calm.

But the calmer Feng Sufei became, the more fearful and worried Nanrong Huai'an felt in his heart, the worry was that he would lose Feng Sufei.