Chapter 1378: How willing!

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Feng Sufei thought, her eyebrows twisted.
Even if there were no clues, she still let Fang Xiaoxiao continue to investigate.
She always knew who the master was behind the scenes.
Feng Sufei took a serious look at Nanrong Huaian and thought Nanrong Huaian would not lie to her.
Feng Sufei relied on the arms of Huai'an, south of Huai'an, "Huai'an, this time we are careful, we don't tell anyone about our schedule, and I don't want to make you dangerous."
Nan Rong Huai'an patted Feng Sufei's back gently, and said calmly, "No, don't worry so much, be obedient, sleep peacefully, and I'll call you."
Feng Sufei muttered, "Can't sleep."
Nan Rong Huai An bowed his head and kissed Su Feng's lips. "Come, sit in my arms, lean on, close your eyes, and don't want anything, just fall asleep."
Talking, Nan Rong Huaian held Feng Sufei and sat on his lap.
Feng Sufei moved slightly. "I'll lie down next to it."
Nan Rong Huai An rubbed her hair, "Sleep in my arms."
Feng Sufei bowed her head and raised her mouth. She actually likes to sleep in the arms of Nan Rong Huaian. The smell on his body is so good and reassuring.
Feng Sufei was lying in the arms of Nanrong Huaian, and she really fell asleep after a while.
Nanrong Huaian listened to Feng Sufei's shallow breathing, and then she was relieved.
Feng Sufei really didn't rest well last night.
When she thinks about things, she is prone to insomnia.
Although she didn't say anything, he knew if he was asleep beside his pillow, he knew it well.
Just this fool, she didn't dare to move in order not to affect him.
How could he not feel bad.
When the plane stopped at the private airport, Nan Rong Huai'an still hugged Feng Sufei and didn't disturb anyone, letting her sleep enough.
In this sense, Feng Sufei slept soundly and slept soundly.
Because in a safe and warm embrace.
I don't know how long I slept, and the sky gradually darkened, and then Feng Sufei gradually woke up.
She rubbed her eyes confused.
Nan Rong Huai An touched her head lovingly, "Wake up, how can you sleep?"
Feng Sufei nodded, feeling that this sleep was heavy.
When she tilted her head and saw the outside of the plane, it all landed, and it was getting dark.
"It's so late? Is it all there? Why didn't you tell me and wake me up?"
Nan Rong Huai An didn't laugh, she saw how well she slept, so quiet and sweet, how willing to wake up.
Feng Sufei came out of Nanrong Huaian's arms and straightened her hair.
Feng Sufei looked at Nan Rong Huai'an still there, "Hurry up, it's getting late."
Feng Sufei said to Ranan Ronghuai.
Nanrong Huaian's brows were slightly wrinkled, because his arms and legs were a little numb.
Feng Sufei seemed to realize, "Where have you been?"
For so long, Nan Rong Huai'an has maintained a posture. Feng Sufei thought so too. Nan Rong Huai'an's legs and arms must be sour, and his legs were just right.
Feng Sufei looked at Nan Rong Huai'an and was very touched.
"Why are you holding me like this?"
Feng Sufei throat choked.
"Sophie didn't sleep well last night. I'm fine."
Feng Sufei hurried to squat and pinched Nan Rong Huaian.
Nan Rong Huai An grabbed her, "I'm fine, I'll just be active."
He was really reluctant to let Feng Sufei do such a thing for him, even if he was pinching his legs.
Until it was late, Feng Sufei and Nan Rong Huai An returned to the hotel.
Looking at the view of the city from the floor-to-ceiling windows above, Feng Sufei had a deep feeling, and did not expect to come to Wucheng again a few months later.