Feng Sufei did have a high fever, so she was put on a hanging bottle.
Nanrong Huaian has been accompanying Feng Sufei.
He asked people to bring the porridge, while Feng Sufei was filling the bottle. Nanrong Huai'an was nearby feeding Feng Sufei the porridge one by one.
Feng Sufei hadn't eaten since she woke up. Nanrong Huai'an was afraid that she would starve.
Feng Sufei drank in silence.
She looked at Nanrong Huaian's expression and movements, still so gentle and elegant.
It's like nothing happened yesterday.
Feng Sufei thought for a while, if it were her, it would be impossible for her to pretend that nothing happened yesterday and still face the other party so calmly.
After finishing the bowl of porridge, Nanrong Huai'an reached out and gently wiped away the marks on the corners of Feng Sufei's mouth.
His fingers were as long as jade and had distinct joints. When they touched her lips, there was a numb feeling, making her feel as if she had been electrified.
Feng Sufei's expression was slightly unnatural.
She was still thinking yesterday that she would be indifferent to Nanrong Huai'an.
Yesterday, she was still resisting Nanrong Huai'an's approach.
She didn't want to say a word to Nanrong Huai'an yesterday.
But something seemed to have changed today, and the atmosphere between the two had also changed.
Her heart felt a little relaxed.
Feng Sufei felt helpless with herself.
But even though she was a little looser, she knew that she would never be able to act coquettishly and willfully towards Nan Rong Huai'an without any grudges like before.
Even if they are close and intimate, there is still a hint of alienation.
Naturally, Nanrong Huai'an did not see Feng Sufei's discomfort. He just asked gently and worriedly: "Are you feeling better now? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere? If you want to eat anything, I'll have someone bring it to you."
Feng Sufei shook her head, "I just drank the porridge and I'm not hungry anymore. I just have a fever and need to take a sling. It's nothing serious. You still have a lot of things to do, so you should go back first."
Nanrong Huai'an took Feng Sufei's other hand and held it in his palm, "I said, nothing is more important than you. I am here to accompany you."
Feng Sufei lowered her head and trembled her eyelashes. What a nice thing to say.
But what if we compare Zi Wanxun with her
Nanrong Huai'an still wouldn't agree with the killing of Zi Wanxun, right
She won't compromise either.
She didn't know if one day the two of them would have a quarrel over this matter.
Nanrong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei and said nothing, took her hand to her lips and kissed it, "Sophie, I broke the agreement you made yesterday, so let's just let this matter be in the past, okay? "
Feng Sufei's palms trembled and she thought it was over
Feng Sufei shook her head, "Huai'an, what happened happened, and the agreement existed as long as it existed."
Nanrong Huai'an locked Feng Sufei's eyebrows deeply, "What do you want me to do?"
Feng Sufei was also screaming in her heart. She wanted to say, kill Zi Wanxun, kill Zi Wanxun.
But even if she said it, it would be a fruitless discussion, and she was very tired and didn't want to dwell on this topic.
"You go back first!"
Although Feng Sufei wanted Nanrong Huaian to accompany her.
But she understood clearly and rationally that she should not learn to rely on Nanrong Huai'an, she had to get rid of her dependence.
Nanrong Huai'an sighed, "You are still angry with me."
Although helpless, Nanrong Huai'an treated Feng Sufei as he should, and did not neglect her because of Feng Sufei's attitude.
Feng Sufei had to admit that Nanrong Huai'an was really a good-natured man, with such a good temper and strong tolerance.