Chapter 1523 Be Sincere

When Nanrong Huai'an spoke, he was looking at Feng Sufei intently, the distress in his eyes was so obvious.

Although he desperately wanted Feng Sufei to forgive him, he desperately wanted to explain.

But even so, he valued Feng Sufei's body the most.

Just now he felt that her body was cold, and his heart was suffocated.

He couldn't bear Feng Sufei's physical discomfort at all. Seeing her thin, he felt distressed.

Feng Sufei heard Nanrong Huai'an's words, her heart throbbed fiercely for a moment, and her icy heart seemed to have a hint of warmth all of a sudden.

Nanrong Huaian is always like this, he can always use his tenderness and warmth to make you uncontrollable.

In fact, sometimes she wonders, how did she fall in love with Nanrong Huai'an in the first place, and how did she fall in love so deeply?

She doesn't even know it herself, maybe this man is too attractive, he can penetrate into your heart in the most subtle places, and make you fall into that tenderness unconsciously.

She couldn't resist his tenderness and care.

Let her have a long-lost feeling of heart palpitations.

This man is poisonous, as long as he is in front of him, as long as he treats her gently, she can't resist, let alone heart.

Feng Sufei wanted to run away, she was afraid that she could no longer control her heart.

But she wanted to hear Nanrong Huaian explain again.

Feng Sufei felt that she herself was an extremely contradictory person.

Nanrong Huai'an was always like this, his gentleness, his caring, and his carefulness made her unable to stop her heart from palpitating.

Feng Sufei took a deep breath and forced back the hot tears from the corners of her eyes.

Feng Sufei said lightly, "I'm not cold or hungry."

Nanrong Huaian sighed, walked to Feng Sufei, put a cup of tea in her hand, "Don't be so brave, you are too tired."

The sentence was too tired, which made Feng Sufei feel sour again.

"If that's what you're talking about, you don't have to."

When Nanrong Huai'an heard Feng Sufei's words, a hurt look appeared in his eyes.

"Su Fei, you are my lover, how could I not say it, no matter what."

Feng Sufei felt that her patience was running out. She looked up at Nanrong Huai'an and couldn't help but retorted: "So what about Zi Wanxun? Nanrong Huai'an, do you still want me to believe you now? Believe your words? Lover, ah, I think they are all just collaborators, no, now you are the young master of Nanrong, and I am the queen."

When she said this, Feng Sufei didn't really mean what she said, and the corners of her mouth had a bitter arc.

But Nanrong Huai'an's grumbling appearance made her unable to hold back her anger.

Nanrong Huai'an is gentle, but sometimes, his gentleness and his indifference make her unable to feel his sincerity and make her feel uncomfortable.

Is it so difficult for her to listen to his sincerity?

Nanrong Huaian listened to Feng Sufei's words, and his heart stinged fiercely.

Even so, he still said gently: "Su Fei, drink some water first, you see your throat is a little dry."

Nanrong Huai'an is like this. When he is gentle and good-natured towards you, you can't get angry.

Feng Sufei felt uncomfortable and suffocated. Nanrong Huaian just didn't know what she wanted.

Tears were falling from Feng Sufei's eyes.

Nanrong Huai'an controlled herself, but she couldn't help it, so she wiped away the tears from the corners of Feng Sufei's eyes.

"Don't cry."

Feng Sufei was angry and wanted to push Nanrong Huai'an, but Nanrong Huai'an held her hand, "Don't be angry, it's not good for you."