Feng Sufei's eyebrows are clenched. He doesn't know what to say.

"Eat. If it's not delicious, it's cold."

Nanrong Huai'an's words solved the embarrassment of Feng Sufei, and made her not use any words to explain her actions.

She didn't understand why she just played coquettish with Nanrong Huai'an! It's too embarrassing, OK.

I don't feel like eating any more now.

Nanrong Huai'an looks at Feng Sufei with his head down, but he doesn't know how to eat. He starts to put vegetables in her bowl. "If you are injured, you need to eat more, so you can get better and faster."

Feng Sufei looks at the dishes piled up in the bowl, looks stunned, and is very touched.

She doesn't want to accept the good ones like Nanrong Huai'an.

But if she emphasizes it deliberately every time, it will make her strange to Nanrong Huai'an.

And she can feel that the nature of Nanrong Huai'an is just like this. He will be kind to the people around him and can't help being tender and considerate.

Forget it, she just needs to keep her heart.

Feng Sufei adjusted his mood and brought food to Nanrong Huai'an. "I just ate this. It tastes good. You also eat it."

Nanrong Huai'an smiled quietly, and juechen's eyes flashed a light like the moon, which was fascinating.

Feng Sufei bit her lips secretly. It's really a monster.

When he faces himself with his real face, she is easily confused sometimes, which is really beautiful and charming.

Feng Sufei takes a deep breath, calms down and continues to eat.

After dinner, as Nanrong Huai'an said, he took Feng Sufei to see the cliff at the back of the mountain.

When the shadow guards of Nanrong family saw Nanrong Huai'an and fengsufei, they all appeared in succession and said respectfully, "little Lord, little grandma!"

Although they were a little surprised, why did the young master bring her here? But on second thought, they understood that the young master should attach great importance to trusting her, otherwise they would not tell her the secret plan.

Nanrong Huai'an waved and said softly, "I'll bring my little grandma to see what she can do later. Listen to her."

Everyone looked awe struck. The young master didn't trust her so easily.

Feng Sufei smiled at everyone. "Hello, I'll see your plan."

"Nanrong Huai'an pointed out a person," you tell little grandma

"Yes!"

The man respectfully followed Sophie's plan to fight the enemy. If someone came up to investigate, what would happen to them.

Feng Sufei thought about it, then frowned, and said in a cold voice, "it's not cruel enough to be merciful to the enemy. To be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to ourselves. We should be ready to kill one by one, to kill one by one, to kill one by one, to make them have no return, and to make them understand that Huai'an is not for them to kill."

After hearing Feng Sufei's words, everyone was shocked and many people's eyes brightened. This is the right place for Nanrong family's little grandma. It's better for the little Lord's woman than before.

Just a few words, they can see that she has the momentum of cutting and awe inspiring, that is the momentum of the superior, and people can't help obeying.

They've all heard that last night, my little grandma shot all the assassins. They admired my little grandma from their heart.

Nanrong Huai'an listened to the words that Feng Sufei had said to his subordinates. In the eyes of the dust, there was a faint light, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, and his face relaxed.

Huai'an? Once there was a person who often called him that way and would be coquettish and dependent on him.

But now from Feng Sufei, it's a totally different feeling. It's a different momentum.