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Feng Sufei has been silent and has not spoken, and suddenly such a sentence popped out, Nan Rong Huai An suddenly stopped.
His hands holding the hair dryer froze.
Feng Sufei actually regretted it.
Why does she ask this, does everyone have past feelings, past stories?
Even her, she has been better with Si, and has been better with Si.
Wouldn't South Rong Huaian be good to others before?
Feng Sufei doesn't mind these. What she does mind is what happened when Nan Rong Huaian was with her.
After Nan Rong Huai An was with her, he shouldn't deceive her, and he shouldn't have any emotional conflicts with the previous people.
Nan Rong Huai An had been with Zi Wanxun before, and she had known Zi Wanxun before.
She also told herself not to be attentive, but Nan Rong Huai'an was really poisonous. He used his tenderness and tenderness to keep her in a little bit of affection.
But since he was with her, he shouldn't be thinking about Zi Wan Xun.
Maybe at the time of the state banquet, the two were just collaborators.
But even at that time, even as a collaborator, he shouldn't hide Zi Wanxun and deceive her.
Feng Sufei thought about this, her eyes were a bit sharp.
But she smiled quickly, took the hair dryer from Nan Rong Huai An, "Oh, just a joke with you, I will blow it for a while and then I will do it."
Feng Sufei took the hairdryer to the sofa and sat down, plugged it in, and started to blow her hair.
Hair floated over her cheeks, covering her face and eyes, so that others could not see her expression at all.
Nan Rong Huai An came back and realized that there might be a problem between him and Feng Sufei, otherwise Feng Sufei would not suddenly jump out of such a sentence.
And at this time Nan Rong Huai An also remembered, one night, Feng Sufei asked him a few questions.
That night, Feng Sufei's look was also very wrong.
Does she mind Zi Wanxun?
Nan Rong Huaian seemed to understand something.
He came to the sofa elegantly and sat down beside Feng Sufei. "Suofei, do you mind my past?"
"No."
Nan Rong Huaian listened to Feng Sufei's stiff words and sighed: "Su Fei, my previous fiancee was indeed Zi Wan Xun. I couldn't erase the past, and I can't tell you, I and Zi Wan Xun There is nothing between them, but that is a thing of the past. Now the person around me is you, my wife is you, and the young grandmother of the Nam Rong family is you too. "
After a pause, Nan Rong Huai'an watched Feng Sufei not speak, and sighed deeply, "Sufei, what do you say in your heart? Okay, if you don't say it, I don't know what you think, how do I Explain to you? "
Feng Sufei listened to Nan Rong Huaian and listened to his voice, feeling that he seemed so helpless, as if she was so tolerant of her.
All the things made her think she was unreasonable.
Feng Sufei stopped blowing her hair. She lowered her hair dryer, straightened her hair behind her, looked at Nan Rong Huaian, and stared at his eyes seriously. "Nan Rong Huaian, dare you say, Didn't you deceive me? "
Nan Rong Huai'an looked moved. When he grasped Feng Sufei's wrist, his eyes were a bit sore, and he whispered, "Sufei, do you think I lied to you? I didn't lie to you. If I could lie to you, I I won't tell you that. "