Chapter 903

Feng Sufei's face turned white with a sudden leap of heart. She felt that she could not move her heart, absolutely could not.

How can you hallucinate in front of your eyes!

In order to let the illusion disappear, Feng Sufei slaps her hand.

"Pa!" A very loud voice, so abrupt in the room sounded.

All the lights and shadows were broken at once.

Feng Sufei hears the voice, then looks at the palm print on Nan Rong Huai'an's face, her face is more white.

She seems to have done something extraordinary. She seems to have called Nanrong Huai'an.

Feng Sufei understood later that it was not an illusion, not a mirage. He could not shake it off with his hands, but was real. In front of him was Nanrong Huai'an.

And her whole person is in the bosom of Nanrong Huai'an. When she just woke up, she still held so tightly.

Feng Sufei wants to die.

Can she find a hole to drill in first?

Nanrong Huai'an also didn't expect it. As soon as Feng Sufei opened his eyes, he slapped.

South Rong Huai'an eyes with the light of the absolute dust, you look at the deep wind Sophie.

Feng Sufei put out her hand to cover her face. "That That... I... I got up very angry. When I woke up, my eyes were dazed. I didn't see you... "

It took Feng Sufei a long time to think of such a lame reason.

She can't say what she really thinks!

Feng Sufei didn't notice that she was covering her face at this time, and she was also leaning against the bosom of Nanrong Huai'an.

Nanrong Huai'an looks down at the people in his arms, looks at the way that Feng Sufei hates to bury the whole person in his arms, and finally smiles helplessly.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch Feng Sufei's hair. "Fool, it's OK. Enough sleep?"

Hearing such a soft voice, Feng Sufei once thought that she was a phantom. She was wrong.

She slapped Nanrong Huai'an. He was not angry. He comforted her with such a gentle voice?

This Is this man really Nanrong Huai'an?

Feng Sufei looked up carefully to see Nanrong Huai'an. He found that Nanrong Huai'an had soft eyes and a good look on his face. It was really like being relegated to the world. It was elegant and moving, not angry, not serious.

Nanrong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei, blinking his big eyes, and asked, "I'm so afraid that I'm angry?"

"Because you are a big boss, who is in charge of my food and accommodation. Of course, I'm afraid you're angry. What can you do if you drive me out in anger?"

Feng Sufei deliberately joked and lowered his posture to adjust the atmosphere.

But Nanrong Huai'an said with a cold face, "no way."

These two words indicate the attitude of the south to accommodate Huai'an.

Feng Sufei didn't quite understand it, so he settled his mind and said, "externally, am I representing the Nanrong family?"

"Well, you're Nanrong's little grandmother, the hostess."

"I can do what I want at the state dinner, can't I?"

Nanrong Huai'an is looked at by Feng Sufei with such innocent and clear eyes, and still holding her. At such a close distance, her heart is soft.

"Well, just protect yourself."

If you get the words of Nanrong Huai'an, Feng Sufei will be relieved.

After returning to his mind, Feng Sufei saw that he was still in the bosom of Nanrong Huai'an. He took a flick from the corner of his mouth and quickly let go of his hand. Then he rolled from the bosom of Nanrong Huai'an to the bed.

Then she turned over and got out of bed. "Well, I'll go to the bathroom."

Feng Sufei hurried into the bathroom, then leaned against the wall and breathed deeply.