Chapter 1372: Charming charm

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Feng Sufei would be much more emotional now, flatteringly pulling Nan Rong Huaian's sleeves, "I just don't want to worry you, I don't think so much."
"I won't cry in the future, don't worry."
Feng Sufei told herself to be strong, she would not cry, but the news of her sister was too strong for her, and she didn't hold her emotions for a while.
Nan Rong Huai An looked at Feng Sufei as coquettish as the little girl, and her heart became very soft.
Nan Rong Huai'an hugged Feng Sufei tightly and reached out and touched her red eyes. "Don't cry anymore, you can tell me something."
Feng Sufei shook her head vigorously. "Well, I won't cry."
Nan Rong Huaian sighed, "It's not that we don't cry. It would be better to cry if there is something sad, but Su Fei, no matter what, I don't want you to feel sad and worry-free."
Feng Sufei leaned in the arms of Nan Rong Huai'an and smiled bitterly. How could she be carefree? Her soul is the queen, who bears hatred and has the responsibility of a country.
Two people, you and I have been meeting for a while, then clean up and go to dinner.
After dinner, Feng Sufei pulled Nan Rong Huai'an into the study. She told Nan Rong Huai'an that she wanted to unite other families to deal with Si's decision.
Feng Sufei said a lot of feasible reasons. She was afraid that Nan Rong Huai'an would not agree. She thought about many reasons before, including when she was eating, just to convince Nan Rong Huai'an.
Although the two are very close, the political issues involved are related to the Nan Rong family, and neither can be sloppy.
And she also knew Nan Rong Huaian's caution.
When Feng Sufei was talking, she was a little nervous, even looking at Nanrong Huaian with expectation.
Sitting at the other end of the table, Nan Rong Huai'an had been watching her since Feng Sufei began to speak.
At this time, he even looked at Feng Sufei's expression.
Nan Rong Huai'an sat elegantly, with a breath of clear dust all over his body, just like elegant magpies, so pure and precious, with the beauty of sobbing blood.
Sitting just like that is charming.
Each time, Nan Rong Huaian took off her mask when she faced her alone, revealing her truest appearance.
Feng Sufei looked at him so quietly, she would have a sense of vertigo.
Because his looks are too deterrent.
However, the air field of Huai'an in South Ronghuan is also very strong on many days. Many times, his temperament is there, which can cover other people's attention to his appearance.
Feng Sufei looked at her, but she forgot that she was discussing politics with Nan Rong Huai An. She couldn't help but want to get closer to Nan Rong Huai An, and couldn't help but let him hug her.
She didn't like Nanrong Huaian's deep and cold look, which made her feel far away.
But such a South Rong Huaian is more charming, saying that men who are serious about working are actually charming.
At this time, Nan Rong Huai An was thinking seriously, and his temperament was very charming.
Feng Sufei opened her mouth and couldn't help saying, "Huai'an, I just said, do you agree?"
Nan Rong Huaian clasped his hands on the table and looked at Feng Sufei deeply. "Worried that I don't agree?"
Feng Sufei pursed her lips and said, "Huai'an, I know it's not easy to persuade you, but I think what I said is feasible ..."
Feng Sufei took a deep breath and was ready to say it again, persuading her again that she was very persistent.
As Feng Sufei continued to speak, she heard a faint sigh.