Chapter 1783: She is guilty

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At this time, Nan Rong Huai'an was sitting by the bed reading a newspaper.
He seemed to have just taken a bath, was wearing a bathrobe, his chest was slightly open, one leg flexed his knees, and one leg was laid flat. There was a lazy breath all over his body.
As soon as Feng Sufei entered the bedroom, she saw such a stingy scene.
She just felt that her vision was shocked.
Nan Rong Huai'an was originally a picturesque and immortal person. This looks really charming and inspiring.
Feng Sufei couldn't help swallowing her throat, she felt a dry mouth.
She couldn't help but stick out her tongue and lick the corner of her mouth.
Nan Rong Huai An thought Su Fei was happy to sleep with her sister.
He was here alone and couldn't sleep, he felt a kind of empty heart.
The scene of getting off the plane kept echoing in his mind, making his heart feel a pain.
He didn't blame anyone, blame himself, and blame him for not giving Su Fei a strong sense of love and security in the earliest days.
If he had known it, he would have loved Sufi and cherished her in the first place.
But this does not mean that he will be in a good mood.
How much he loves Sufi, how complicated his mood is now.
When Nan Rong Huai'an saw Feng Sufei wearing pajamas in the room, a streamer flashed instantly under his eyes, but the streamer was so fast that people couldn't see it.
Feng Sufei was guilty of conscience, and she dared not look directly into the eyes of Shangnan Ronghuai'an.
She walked forward gently, and walked to the bedside in front of Nan Rong Huai'an. "Huai'an ... haven't you slept yet?"
"Ok."
Feng Sufei could feel that Nan Rong Huaian's mood didn't look good at this time, even her voice was a little low.
This kind of Nan Rong Huai An makes her sad.
Maybe because she cares, because of love, Feng Sufei also cares about Nan Rong Huaian's mood.
Of course, the most important thing was her fault. When she got off the plane, she ignored Nan Rong Huai An and she felt guilty.
Coax, coax men?
How to coax?
Feng Sufei really has no experience.
And she didn't know what to say.
Moreover, Nanrong Huaian, full of charm, could not help but want to hug him.
Can't help but want to get closer.
The closer she felt, the stronger the breath of Nan Rong Huai'an could wrap her body.
Feng Sufei's heartbeat speeded up, and she felt a little intoxicated.
And Nan Rong Huai An folded the newspaper aside when Feng Sufei spoke, and looked at her like that.
The extinction of light in his eyes made Feng Sufei unable to see his emotions clearly.
Nan Rong Huai'an has always been this way. If he doesn't want you to see his emotions clearly, you won't even see through, let alone know what he thinks.
Feng Sufei took a deep breath, and then gathered up the courage to hug Nanrong Huaian, "Huai'an, I didn't mean it today."
At the moment Feng Sufei hugged him, Nan Rong Huaian's body froze.
"Ok."
The appearance of Nan Rong Huai'an made Feng Sufei very anxious. She knew that Nan Rong Huai'an seemed to be angry.
But she really didn't know how to coax, who could teach her.
"Huai'an, I'm not sleeping with my sister tonight, we are together."
"Ok."
Such a bland answer made Feng Sufei's heart crazy.
Feng Sufei blinked, took a deep breath, and looked up to kiss Nan Rong Huaian's lips.
If it was before, Nan Rong Huaian will inevitably be the main anti-passenger.
But at this time, no matter how Feng Sufei moved, Nanrong Huaian seemed to be very calm.