Feng Sufei had Nanrong Huai'an in her heart and cared about it, otherwise she wouldn't have been so emotional when facing Nanrong Huai'an.
Seeing the slightly lonely Nanrong Huai'an, Feng Sufei's heart couldn't help but hurt.
She also blamed herself a little.
In fact, people are not easily soft-hearted, but when facing the person they love, they can't help but think about his benefits and can't help but ignore the sad things.
Because there is love, there will always be more tolerance and tolerance, or it is always easier to deceive oneself and others.
In fact, people clearly know what to do rationally, but in the face of love, it is easy for people to act according to their emotions.
Just like this, Feng Sufei still let her emotions take the upper hand over her reason.
She pursed her lips, hesitated, and then walked in.
Feng Sufei walked to Nanrong Huai'an's table and sat down gently.
Nanrong Huai'an was reading some news about Country H when he heard the sound and looked over.
When he saw Feng Sufei, his eyes lit up like pear blossoms, "Sufei..."
Even when Nanrong Huai'an called out the word Sophie, his voice was so soft, and his tone seemed to be full of tenderness and joy.
When Feng Sufei heard her name being called out from Nanrong Huai'an's mouth, her heart was slightly sour and she also felt a warm feeling.
Nanrong Huai'an put down the information in his hand and came to Feng Sufei, "Did you sleep well?"
Saying that, Nanrong Huai'an touched Feng Sufei's hair lovingly.
Feng Sufei could feel the soft aura exuding from Nanrong Huai'an.
Feng Sufei couldn't bear to say anything indifferent and nodded lightly.
She couldn't refuse Nanrong Huaian like this.
Nanrong Huai'an continued to ask gently: "Are you hungry?"
Feng Sufei nodded and shook her head.
Nanrong Huai'an carefully held her hand, "I must be hungry. I will take you to eat."
Like a little girl, Feng Sufei was very obedient and let Nanrong Huai'an lead her to the restaurant.
Aunt Liu heated up the food, made the dumplings, and put them on the table.
Nanrong Huai'an served Feng Sufei with dishes, his movements were so gentle, and even his eyes were as tender as water.
With such Nanrong Huai'an and such expressions in his eyes, Feng Sufei couldn't believe that he didn't have love in his heart.
There were some words she was holding back in her heart, and she really wanted to say them out and ask them.
But after hesitating, she still didn't speak.
Feng Sufei went back to the house after eating, and Nanrong Huai'an also accompanied her back to the house.
Nanrong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei sitting on the bed, walked over and sat down next to her, gently put his arm around her shoulders, and asked: "Sufei, is there something you want to tell me?"
Feng Sufei closed her eyes, took a deep breath and said, "Huai'an, just now you said it was strange or not, but I dreamed about Zi Wanxun. I know she was your fiancée before. Do you still remember her?"
Nanrong Huai'an's body tensed up and he was silent for a moment. He slowly said: "Sophie, I can't lie to you and say that I never had any relationship with her. She used to be my fiancée. This is a fact. Then At that time, I thought about treating her well and cherishing a relationship, but that was all in the past, and now I am with you and no one else."
If Nanrong Huai'an deceives her, Feng Sufei may be sad.
But such sincere words made Feng Sufei feel at ease.
Feng Sufei's eyelashes trembled, "It's really just me, just me?"