Chapter 1783 She Has a Guilty Conscience
At this time, Nanrong Huaian was sitting by the bed reading a newspaper.
He seemed to have just finished taking a shower, wearing a bathrobe, his chest was slightly open, one leg was bent, and the other was flat. There was a lazy breath all over his body, and the whole bedroom was filled with strong hormones.
As soon as Feng Sufei entered the bedroom, she saw such a gloomy scene.
She only felt that her vision was impacted.
Nanrong Huai'an was originally a poetic and picturesque person, and his appearance was truly captivating and captivating.
Feng Sufei couldn't help swallowing her saliva, feeling a dry mouth.
She couldn't help sticking out her tongue and licking the corner of her mouth.
Nanrong Huai'an thought that Su Fei would be happy to sleep with her sister.
He is alone here, and he can't sleep, and he has a feeling that his heart is very empty.
The scene of getting off the plane constantly reverberated in his mind, making his heart feel a pain.
He didn't blame anyone, he blamed himself, and he didn't give Sophie such a strong sense of love and security in the earliest days that he would.
If he had known earlier, he would have loved Su Fei and cherished her from the very beginning.
But that doesn't mean he's in a good mood.
How much he loves Su Fei, how complicated his mood is now.
When Nanrong Huai'an saw Feng Sufei wearing pajamas in the room, a streamer flashed in his eyes, but the streamer was so fast that people couldn't see it.
Feng Sufei felt guilty, and when she met Nanrong Huaian's eyes, she didn't dare to look directly.
She walked forward gently and walked to Nanrong Huai'an beside the bed, "Huai'an...you haven't slept yet?"
"Um."
Feng Sufei could feel that Nanrong Huaian didn't seem to be in a good mood at this time, and even her voice was a little low.
Such Nanrong Huaian made her heart sour.
Maybe because of caring, because of love, Feng Sufei will also care about Nanrong Huai'an's emotions.
Of course, the most important thing is that it was her fault. When she got off the plane, she ignored Nanrong Huaian, and she felt guilty.
Coax, coax a man?
How to coax?
Feng Sufei really has no experience.
And she didn't know what to say.
And the charming Nanrong Huaian made her want to hug him.
Can't help but want to get closer.
The closer she felt, the stronger the breath of Nanrong Huaian's body, which could wrap her whole body.
Feng Sufei's heartbeat quickened, and she felt a little intoxicated.
Moreover, when Feng Sufei spoke, Nanrong Huaian folded the newspaper and put it aside, and then looked at her like that.
His eyes shone brightly and dimly, making Feng Sufei unable to see his emotions.
Nanrong Huai'an has always been like this. If he doesn't want you to see his emotions clearly, you won't be able to see through them, let alone know what he's thinking.
Feng Sufei took a deep breath, then gathered up the courage to step forward and hug Nanrong Huai'an, "Huai'an, I didn't mean it today."
The moment Feng Sufei hugged her, Nanrong Huaian's body froze.
"Um."
The appearance of Nanrong Huai'an made Feng Sufei very anxious. She knew that Nanrong Huai'an seemed to be angry.
But she really doesn't know how to coax, who can teach her.
"Huai'an, I won't sleep with my sister tonight, we'll be together."
"Um."
Such a plain one-word answer made Feng Sufei's heart go crazy.
Feng Sufei blinked, took a deep breath, and raised her head to kiss Nanrong Huai'an's lips.
If it was in the past, Nanrong Huai'an would definitely turn against the customers soon.
But at this time, no matter how Feng Sufei moved, Nanrong Huaian seemed to be very calm.