Chapter 2105: Distressed, bleeding

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Feng Sufei looked at Nan Rong Huai'an, and her mind was full of the emotions she missed. She didn't know what to say.
And with a mouth and throat all husky.
Her eyes were sour, and she had the urge to cry.
It turned out she missed him so much.
Feng Sufei and Nan Rong Huai'an stood in place, staring deeply at each other. From the eyes of each other, you can see that strong emotions and deep misses.
The moment Feng Sufei saw Nan Rong Huaian, her heart was beating out of her throat.
Throbbing.
The dreamlike face, as picturesque as it is so beautiful, is what she carved in her head.
Feng Sufei looked at Nan Rong Huaian almost infatuatedly, and her tears were falling.
Nan Rong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei, knowing that she was thin and narrowed a lot. Although her eyes were still so bright, he knew that his Suffi must be suffering.
Seeing Feng Sufei's tears, Nan Rong Huai'an was distressed.
He took a few steps forward and came to Feng Sufei's face. He gently wiped his tears with Feng Sufei with his hands, and said distressed: "Don't cry, I'm in pain when you cry."
At this time, Nan Rong Huaian, looking at Feng Sufei's tears, her heart was burning.
Her tears seemed to be dripping into his heart, making his heart be dripping with blood.
Nan Rong Huaian wiped away tears from Feng Sufei and lowered her head to kiss her lips.
Now he didn't want to say anything, just wanted to get close to her and get close again, in order to solve the suffering of Acacia.
During this time, he was also very worried about her, but he was worried about it.
He missed her too.
Nan Rong Huai'an gently held Feng Sufei in her arms, and then her arms were tightened a little, and her arms were very tight.
Feng Sufei felt the strength of Nan Rong Huaian's arm, then closed her eyes slowly.
This strength makes her feel secure and makes her feel that she is close to him.
Feng Sufei was drunk when she smelled the familiar atmosphere of Nan Rong Huai'an.
She now wants to lie in the arms of Nan Rong Huai'an, just like him.
Nan Rong Huai'an reached out and gently stroked Feng Sufei's hair, and said in her ear: "Sufei, you're thin, it makes me feel bad."
Feng Sufei muttered, "I just want to make you feel bad."
"fool."
She missed him so much.
When Feng Sufei came out of Nanrong Huaian's arms, she stroked Nanrong Huaian's eyes with her hand, "You're stunned."
Nan Rong Huai An held Feng Sufei's finger on his lips and kissed him, "I miss you."
While holding Feng Sufei's hand, Nan Rong Huaian felt something, and his face changed.
He turned Feng Sufei's hand and looked at it.
Feng Sufei realized what she was and hurriedly rushed.
However, Nan Rong Huai'an had great strength and did not let Feng Sufei draw back.
He looked down at Feng Sufei's palm, and there was cocoon on his smooth fingers.
Looking at those new cocoons, Nan Rong Huai'an's heart was stung.
His distressed ones were severely pumped.
Nan Rong Huaian's eyes looked red at Feng Sufei. "These ..."
Feng Sufei tried to squeeze out an indifferent smile, "This ... is to do some work, it's time to exercise."
On weekdays, Nan Rong Huaian was reluctant to do some work.
He couldn't bear to be tired.
He could grieve where she bumped and bumped on weekdays.
Not to mention seeing these cocoons.
Just these cocoons, he knew how much work Feng Sufei had done in the past ten days.