Chapter 611

Feng Sufei listened to his elder sister's words of protecting her short, and felt three sweats on her forehead.

And her cell phone is a little loud. She is worried that Nanrong Huai'an has heard it.

Feng Sufei carefully glanced south at Rong Huai'an and found that he was looking at her with a quiet look and did not know what he was thinking.

Feng Sufei hurriedly got up, left the table, and went to the balcony to make a phone call.

Feng Sufei talked with her elder sister for a long time, and then reluctantly said: "elder sister, when you and your brother-in-law get married, I will go back to attend, and I will be the bridesmaid."

"Well, my sister will be the bridesmaid. You should take good care of yourself..."

"Sister, too."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Sufei went back to the dining table, and the food was withdrawn. She was stunned. She just forgot that she was having breakfast.

Can she say she's not full yet? The food is all gone.

"The food is cold. I'll let the servants warm it up again. It'll be fine in a moment," said Nanrong Huai'an

Feng Sufei looked at Nanrong Huai'an gratefully.

Nanrong Huai'an looked at her eyes, red with tears.

He handed the tissue to Feng Sufei, "wipe your tears and look like I bullied you."

When Feng Sufei heard this, he was shocked. He didn't expect that Nan Rong Huai'an, who is usually elegant and noble, would say such a word.

Bullying two words, let her think of a certain level, face some slight heat.

"I I'll go to the bathroom first. "

Went to the bathroom, Feng Sufei looked at himself in the mirror and shook his head hard.

Clean up the mood, Feng Sufei sits at the dinner table again, and continues to have breakfast with Nanrong Huai'an.

Although they don't talk much, they get on well with each other gradually. If the non servant knows that they sleep in separate rooms, they really think they are like real couples.

……

Feng Sujin, the capital of the Empire in mainland China, was in a beautiful mood after talking to her sister on the phone. She was smiling at breakfast.

Jun Mohan looks at Feng Sujin's happy face, her eyes are gentle and she shakes her head helplessly.

His wife forgot to eat when she was happy.

He scooped up a spoon of soup and handed it to Feng Sujin's mouth. He said softly and softly, "eat breakfast quickly, and it will be cold if you don't eat any more."

Feng Sujin just came back to her senses, opened her mouth to drink soup and got to the corner of her mouth. She could not help licking the corner of her mouth.

However, this action has great attraction to Jun Mohan.

Jun Mo's cold eyes darkened. He grabbed the back of Feng Sujin's head and kissed him.

Feng Sujin didn't respond at all, "HMM."

If there were no other things today, Jun Mohan would not be willing to let go of fengsujin.

He slightly let go of fengsujin, his eyes were dark and quiet.

Feng Sujin was a little out of breath and her body was soft.

Jun Mo's cold forehead leaned on her head and smiled gently. "You have soup on your lips. I'll help you get it off."

Feng Sujin blushed incomparably, with a coquettish bright, gently hammering Jun Mo cold chest, "you are intentional."

"Well, I mean it. You're my wife. You make me love."

Feng Sujin thinks she can't argue with her husband in this respect, but he can't.

Feng Sujin quickly sat down and began to eat breakfast. When she was full, she said, "Mohan, when we get married, my sister and father will come back. I feel very happy."

Jun Mohan touched the hair of Feng Sujin lovingly, "I know, I have heard it. We will have a romantic wedding. I will tell the world that you can only be my Jun Mohan."