Nan Rong Huai'an looked at Feng Su Fei's confused look. He took her hand and placed it on his heart, "Here, Su Fei, you can feel it."
Feng Sufei listened to Nanrong Huai'an's words, and her attention was focused on Nanrong Huai'an's mouth.
She could feel his skin in the palm of her hand, and the sound of his heartbeat under the skin, which was so strong every time, was transmitted to her mind through the palm of her hand.
At this moment, Feng Sufei met Nanrong Huai'an's eyes again, in a trance, and her heart trembled.
“Huaian…”
After murmuring something, Feng Sufei raised her head and kissed Nanrong Huaian's lips.
This kiss made Nan Ronghuai feel relieved, his eyes darkened, he hugged Feng Sufei tightly and kissed back deeply.
The kiss was deep and long.
Nanrong Huai'an grabbed the back of Feng Sufei's head and didn't want to let her go.
"Well… "
Feng Sufei's breath was swallowed up, and she really couldn't breathe.
But this time Nanrong Huai'an was different from before. There seemed to be a dark aura surrounding him, shrouding her, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.
Nanrong Huai'an's aura was too strong, and Feng Sufei couldn't resist it. She couldn't resist it.
She couldn't make a sound even if she wanted to, and Nan Rong Huai'an was holding her breath.
This time, he seemed very domineering and overbearing.
Feng Sufei wanted to push away, but Nanrong Huai'an locked her tightly and held her, making it impossible for her to move.
Nanrong Huaian's eyes became darker and darker, he really didn't want to let go of Feng Sufei.
Feng Sufei couldn't breathe, so it was Nanrong Huai'an who helped her breathe.
Feng Sufei's body gradually softened, as if it had turned into a ball of water.
Nanrong Huai'an hugged her and lay down. Even when he was lying on the bed, his arms hugged Feng Sufei tightly, locking Feng Sufei as if he was afraid that she would leave.
Nanrong Huai'an's aura and his domineering attitude completely enveloped Feng Sufei.
Even Feng Sufei couldn't escape such a breath, such deep affection.
Nanrong Huai'an's fingers seemed to be filled with magic power, making Feng Sufei's whole body feel like she was getting an electric shock.
And this time, Nanrong Huai'an moved very quickly, lighting fire everywhere with his fingers like playing a piano.
He barely gave her time to adjust.
Nanrong Huai'an's lips slightly let go of Feng Sufei's lips, changing them to her eyebrows, eyes and neck...
Feng Sufei began to breathe heavily.
Whether it was such passion or the deep kiss just now, Feng Sufei almost suffocated. Now that she could breathe air, she was naturally eager to keep breathing.
But Feng Sufei's urgent breathing made her entire body line rise and fall, making her even more attractive in the eyes of Nan Rong Huai'an.
Nanrong Huai'an's eyes became darker and darker, flashing with vortexes, like a flood, with rushing strength.
Nanrong Huai'an seemed to use this way to tell Feng Sufei his feelings, and also seemed to use this way to prove that Feng Sufei belonged to him, and was not like the wind that he could not catch.
"Huai'an, Huai'an..."
"Sophie, I'm..."
A loving relationship, a deep passion, brings two people closer to each other.
Maybe sometimes the most intimate contact can bring two hearts closer, and all words are pale. This way is real.
This time, Nanrong Huai'an tired Feng Sufei hard.
If Feng Sufei hadn't fallen asleep from exhaustion, Nanrong Huai'an wouldn't have been like this, and he would have continued.
Because only true intimacy can make his heart feel at ease.