Nan Rong Huai'an is stiff. He grabs Feng Sufei's shoulders. "Sufei, are you serious?"
Feng Sufei is playing with her fingers. There is just a hole in the back of her hand. She pricked a needle when she hit the bottle.
The light radian of the corner of her mouth is smiling, but her eyes are misty, so people can't see her mood at the bottom of her eyes.
"You think it's true. If you think it's a joke, it's a joke."
At this moment when Huaian is in the south, there are deep waves in my heart.
He closed his eyes severely, and then he held Feng Sufei tightly in his arms, holding him very hard, as if they were all going to rub into his body.
At this time, Nanrong Huai'an actually forgot that Feng Sufei was still ill.
His mood is very disordered, and his head will explode. He just wants to hold Feng Sufei tightly and hold her tightly.
He doesn't like the appearance of Feng Sufei, just like the wind blowing.
When Huaian is silent in the south, the heart of fengsufei is sinking inch by inch.
Mingming knows his answer. Mingming has made preparations in his heart. Why is his heart still sour.
She really should have a cold-blooded and heartless heart.
Just like Si jueshen, in that case, she would not feel half sad.
When Feng Sufei thought of Si Jue Shen, her heart was frozen. Her eyes flashed cold light, so she had to push away Nanrong Huai'an.
It has to be said that every time Feng Sufei thinks of Sishen, it will affect her judgment of love and her mood.
She can't help but vent all the emotions in her heart to Nanrong Huai'an.
She can't control, she can't calm down.
But in the moment when Feng Sufei was about to push away Nan Rong Huai'an, Nan Rong Huai'an pressed Feng Sufei into his arms, and he whispered heavily: "Sufei, it's not that she doesn't start, but that she can't kill. Do you understand?"
Because of this sentence, Feng Sufei felt a little bored. She began to struggle hard. "What can't be killed is your reason, your reason..."
Feng Sufei's voice grew louder.
Nanrong Huai'an at this time, it's impossible to let go of Feng Sufei. He holds Feng Sufei vigorously. "Sophie, calm down. Don't be impulsive. Calm down. I told you that her background is very complex, not as simple as you think."
"You still say that, complicated? Even if it's complicated, I will kill her. If I don't kill her, she will kill me. "
Nanrong Huai'an said firmly, "no, I will let her kill you. No, you will not be in danger."
Feng Sufei laughs, "is there no danger? Huai'an, are you really confident? But where are you when I'm in danger? "
When she said this, Feng Sufei realized something and stopped himself. "Although I don't want to be surrounded by people who are protected, I always feel that they are being monitored. Of course, there are reasons with me, but you also know that kindness to the enemy is cruelty to them. The dangerous factor is to be removed from the root."
Nanrong Huai'an doesn't know how to say clearly. He can't say some things, but if he doesn't, he can only make Feng Sufei think more.
But, he has his dilemma and has to.
What's more, it's more dangerous for Feng Sufi.
Nanrong Huai'an's eyes were also a little hurt. He looked at Feng Sufei deeply and said: "Sufei, believe me, you can choose to believe me."