Chapter 2565 Domineering Circle

When Nanrong Huai'an said this, his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't speak, and his tone was trembling.

At this time, no one knew what kind of pain he had to suppress in order to make a sound.

His eyes were red, as if he was about to shed blood or cry.

Nanrong Huai'an's eyes were wet, and his throat was rolling, with a choked tone.

His Sufei, the one he loves, he wished he could just hold her like this and keep holding her.

Look at it like this, keep looking at it.

After merging the memory, after knowing the memories of the demon era, he rushed over immediately.

He didn't care about anything, he just wanted to see Sophie.

At that moment, he just wanted to see her.

After seeing her, he wished he could integrate her into his flesh and blood.

Even a kiss is not enough, he wants to prove his love in a more intense and profound way.

to express his love.

And he also has a deep sense of insecurity in his heart, and he wants to feel the true love in the most primitive way.

He wanted to truly feel that Feng Sufei also loved him and did not leave him.

Nanrong Huai'an also knew that this time he loved too deeply, and Feng Sufei was tired.

But he couldn't control his inner feelings.

With all the memories flooding in, he was in too much pain and too scared.

If he hadn't known that Su Fei's soul was still alive in this world, he might really have killed himself.

The purpose of removing the demon bone back then was to enter reincarnation and find his Sufei.

It was also to treat Sufei well.

But in this life, he almost defeated Sufei and hurt Sufei.

Thinking of the past, Nanrong Huai'an wished he could stab himself.

Nanrong Huai'an had to use a lot of self-control to restrain his emotions and restrain himself from crying.

It is said that men don't flick their tears easily, because they haven't reached the place where they are sad.

He always thought that he was a person with a peaceful heart, but only he knew that when he met Su Fei, all his emotions were moved by her.

Nan Rong Huai'an was trembling all over his body. After a long while, he took a deep breath, then gently picked up Feng Sufei, went to the bathroom, and gently washed her.

Nanrong Huai'an's movements were very light, as if he was treating a treasure.

When cleaning Feng Sufei, Nanrong Huai'an couldn't help but gently kiss Feng Sufei's eyebrows and eyes, and kiss her skin.

After scrubbing Feng Sufei clean, he carried her to bed again, Nan Rong Huaian sighed in satisfaction.

When Nanrong Huai'an hugged Feng Sufei, he always held Feng Sufei in a domineering posture, almost as if he had enclosed Feng Sufei.

Nanrong Huai'an is holding Feng Sufei at this time, and his spirit can be better.

But he couldn't bear to close his eyes, so he just looked at Feng Sufei seriously, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

But Feng Sufei was really tired and slept deeply.

As she fell asleep, she entered a mist.

She faintly heard a voice in front of her, and then followed the light until she passed through the fog and came to a world where birds were singing and flowers were fragrant.

There are many people here, all dressed in ancient costumes.

She seemed to hear someone shouting in her ear, "Sufei, Sufei..."

Hearing the sound, she couldn't help but continue walking, and then she saw a wooden house under a valley. There were trees and grass in front of the wooden house, and a small river. The scenery was beautiful.

Immediately afterwards, she saw a woman who looked similar to her, about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing an orange shirt, walking out with a basket on her shoulders.

The woman hadn't gone far when she saw an unconscious man on the lower bank of the river.