Chapter 2982

Nanrong Huai'an helps Feng Sufei play the game. Feng Sufei looks at Nanrong Huai'an with adoration.

Nanrong Huai'an looked at her and the little girl, couldn't help but smile.

In fact, for Nanrong Huai'an, this kind of game is really simple.

He seldom plays games on weekdays, but it's nothing to make Feng Sufei happy.

Feng Sufei looked at Nanrong Huai'an admiringly, "ah, how powerful, how powerful! Huai'an, you are really powerful. "

With that, Feng Sufei reaches up to kiss Nanrong Huai'an.

Naturally, Huaian in the South embraces the wind and Sophie, and turns this kiss against the tourists.

Two people have deep feelings. Naturally, they hate being stuck together all the time.

After a long kiss, Feng Sufei leaned on Nanrong Huai'an and breathed heavily.

Just now my heart is about to jump out.

Nanrong Huai'an reaches out to caress Feng Sufei's back.

In this way, there is a sense of satisfaction in Nanrong Huai'an.

He has a feeling of rubbing Feng Sufei into his body.

When Feng Sufei recovered, Nan Rong Huai'an asked her, "do you want to learn?"

Feng Sufei blinked and understood that Nanrong Huai'an asked about the game.

She quickly nods her head, "mmm, I want to learn."

The next time is to teach Feng Sufei to play games in Nanrong Huai'an.

Almost a little bit of teaching.

Feng Sufei listened carefully. She looked up at Nanrong Huai'an from time to time, and her eyes were shining brightly.

At this time, the whole body of Nanrong Huai'an is full of serious and focused light, which makes Feng Sufei a little infatuated.

It is said that serious men are very attractive. Feng Sufei thinks that this sentence is very reasonable.

Nanrong Huai'an felt the sight of Feng Sufei, but looked at her and said, "look at the mobile phone."

"O, O..."

Under the guidance of Nanrong Huai'an, Feng Sufei will win the game.

If she wins, she will have a sense of achievement. She can't help laughing.

Looking at Feng Sufei's smile, Nanrong Huai'an is in a good mood.

When Feng Sufei is in a good mood, Nan Rong Huai'an says, "Sufei?"

"Well?"

Feng Sufei feels that Nanrong Huai'an seems to have something to say. She looks up at him and listens attentively.

Nanrong Huai'an said, "Sophie, I want to marry you home earlier."

Feng Sufei's face turned red when she heard this sentence. In fact, such words are more moving than sweet words.

Her heart quivered. "When my sister comes back from the second level, will you?"

In fact, she is worried, but she wants her relatives to participate, so she will be very happy.

Nan Rong Huai'an rubbed the hair of Feng Sufei and said, "OK, what do you say?"

"Huai'an, I can't run away, you proposed to me, and we loved each other so much in the age of demons," Feng Sufei said, holding Nanrong Huai'an's neck

"Well, I know, but it's still on my mind. When you really become my wife, my heart will come down to earth."

Nanrong Huai'an said this, but to tell the truth.

It was in his heart.

Feng Sufei listened to Nanrong Huai'an's words, and her heart was torn.

She took the initiative to extend her hand and put it into Nanrong Huai'an's clothes.

Nanrong Huai'an takes a breath of cool air and looks at Feng Sufei with deep eyes. "Feifei..."

When speaking, Nanrong Huai'an's voice is hoarse.

When he looks at Feng Sufei, his eyes are full of fire.

Feng Sufei was so engulfed in the eyes, the heart trembled, she licked the lip, or continue to ignite.