Chapter 561

But here in Nanrong Huai'an, Feng Sufei can't be as stupid as she used to be when she was a queen, let alone when she knew that there was someone in Nanrong Huai'an's heart.

If that happens again, she's really stupid and hopeless.

So she sticks to her heart, except for revenge, the rest is heartless.

Nanrong Huai'an looked at her eyes deeply and said nothing.

The next dinner time was very quiet.

After dinner, Feng Sufei will change the medicine for Nanrong Huai'an according to the routine.

Just as she put down her chopsticks, Nanrong Huai'an said, "I'll wait for you in the room."

Feng Sufei looks at the figure of Nan Rong Huai'an pushing the chair to leave, how does she feel that this sentence is ambiguous.

But she knew that Nanrong Huai'an would not do anything.

She flashed her eyes, wiped the corners of her mouth, washed her hands, took the medicine box and went to the room of Nanrong Huai'an.

During this period of time, the two have been sleeping separately, and no one interferes with each other.

In the original marriage agreement defined at the beginning of Nanrong Huai'an, these articles were listed. Anyway, they did not fulfill the couple's obligations.

Feng Sufei took a deep breath and knocked on the door of Nanrong Huai'an's bedroom.

"Come in!"

Although it's only two words, the voice of Nanrong Huai'an is as good as ever, as if the ancient zither has a distant tone, murmuring and mellow.

A voice can touch a moving heart.

Feng Sufei said in her heart, "evil!"

However, he restrained his expression, opened the door and walked in.

Feng Sufei went to Nanrong Huai'an, put down the medicine box, and said, "today should be the last dressing change. Your wound should be healed."

The reason why Nanrong Huai'an's wound heals so slowly is that he has concealed this matter and has not used the best medicine. Besides, the woman is too cruel and has deep stabs.

Nanrong Huai'an put down the documents in his hand, then reached out to unbutton his shirt, one by one.

His hands are well-defined, slender and delicate. Such actions are especially attractive when he does them.

And at this time, Nanrong Huai'an has taken off the mask, and also the mask of changing face, revealing the peerless appearance. Even if Feng Sufei is the best concentration, he can't help swallowing.

She quickly bowed her head and stopped looking at Nanrong Huai'an.

When Nanrong Huai'an unties his shirt, he looks back at Feng Sufei and finds that she seems to be wandering.

South Rong Huai'an eyes flashed a light, light way: "OK."

Feng Sufei suddenly returned to his mind, "O!"

Then, she did not change her face to open the medicine box, as always, she gave Nanrong Huai'an medicine and wrapped it.

After that, her tight body was relieved. Even after so many times, she was not used to being so close to Nanrong Huai'an. Especially when she was close enough, she could smell the faint fragrance on him, which was just a demagogue.

In order to cover up the slightest unnaturalness, Feng Sufei said: "your wound is healed. After cleaning the medicine tomorrow, you will no longer use bandages. Moreover, the wound is well healed and there will be no problem."

After that, Feng Sufei didn't hear Nanrong Huai'an talking. She hesitated and said, "don't let yourself get hurt so easily in the future. Next time you want to hide your subordinates and press them down, I won't cooperate so much."

Nan Rong Huai'an's eyes flashed a complex light, "thank you for this time."

It's hard for Feng Sufei to hear Nanrong Huai'an say thank you. It's not easy for him who has been abstinent and cold all the time to really thank others.