Chapter 587: What men do

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Seeing Nan Rong Huai'an, Feng Sufei was a little surprised. Why was he here so late?
Nan Rong Huaian's gaze was like a mist, and he deeply looked at Su Fei. "I'm here to rest tonight."
When Feng Sufei heard this sentence, she immediately hesitated. What did he mean?
Do n’t they always sleep in separate rooms? Why are you together tonight?
Although the two are husbands and wives, he has an agreement without husband and wife obligations. They are equivalent to a fake marriage. So what is his idea here tonight?
Feng Sufei's heart was beating a few times due to various speculations in her head, and her look was a bit unnatural.
Watching Feng Sufei's silence, Nan Rong Huaian quietly said, "Don't you invite me in?"
Feng Sufei suddenly returned to her mind, and her body pulled back a few steps to let Nan Rong Huaian come in.
Feng Sufei asked hesitantly, "You ... you want to sleep here tonight?"
In fact, Feng Sufei also wanted to ask, how would he sleep?
I figured out how to share the same bed, but he had given her an agreement before, and she was mentally prepared. If she suddenly shared the bed, she would not be prepared at all.
And she didn't think Nan Rong Huai'an was like that.
But she couldn't say something.
Nan Rong Huaian whispered, "There is another bed in the room, and I can sleep on that bed."
Feng Sufei breathed a sigh of relief, but she still wanted to cry without tears. Now that Nan Rong Huaian is in the room, she can't quietly leave to see the situation over the cliff.
Feng Sufei can only dispel the idea.
But the sound of gunfire in the distance still made her blood boil a little.
Feng Sufei looked down into the distance, reluctantly retracted her eyes, and then closed the door.
She turned to walk towards Nan Rong Huai An, "I'll help you get to bed!"
Said, Feng Sufei will go to Funan Ronghuai'an. He is not good at going to bed. It will be more difficult to get out of the chair. She wants to help him.
Nan Rong Huai An grasped Feng Sufei's wrist and stopped her movements.
Feng Sufei blinked, unknown.
Nan Rong Huaian sighed quietly: "Su Fei, there are some things men need to do."
Talking, Nan Rong Huaian supported himself from the chair to the bed.
Feng Sufei looked at it, and even though Nanrong Huaian was so elegant, his every move was so elegant and pleasing.
It seems that he is not a bad person, but the peerless magpie who does not smell red.
Feng Sufei thought about Nanrong Huaian carefully, knowing that Nanrong Huaian must have strong self-esteem, and she took back her hand.
But just near Nan Rong Huai'an, the breath of snow and lotus on his body is really easy to be fascinated.
Feng Sufei looked down, and felt that it was better to stay away from this man who exudes charm all over.
She poured a glass of water into Nan Rong Huaian. "You drink some water."
After passing the water to Nanrong Huaian, Feng Sufei hurried to her bed.
However, she found that even if she was with the house of Nan Rong Huai An and the other side of the house, the air still swelled him with a clear, snow-like atmosphere. It smelled so good that she couldn't resist it.
Feng Sufei has a feeling of madness.
As long as she thought of Nan Rong Huai'an in the house, she was a little uncomfortable, and in order to cover up her uncomfortableness, she had to pretend to be relaxed, and she couldn't turn around like she just did.
Nan Rong Huaian Qingrun opened his mouth and broke the silence, "The war over the cliff will end soon."