When Feng Sufei was weak these days, Nanrong Huaian took care of her without rest.
He watched her while she slept.
At this time, she could clearly see the red bloodshot eyes of Nanrong Huai'an.
Feng Sufei patted the head of the bed and said, "Huai'an, come over and sit with me for a while. I don't want to eat anything right now."
She just wants to talk to Nanrong Huai'an now.
Nanrong Huaian sat beside the bed, holding Feng Sufei in her arms distressedly, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
When he said this, Nanrong Huai'an's tone was full of distress.
Nanrong Huai'an didn't dare to exert any force on her arms and could only wrap her arms around Feng Sufei gently.
In his opinion, Feng Sufei now was like a fragile doll, and he didn't even know what to do with her
He could only treat her more gently.
No one knows how painful these three days have been for Nanrong Huai'an.
His heart was not relaxed for a moment, and he did not dare to close his eyes. He was really afraid of losing Feng Sufei.
When he was in the Nanrong family, Feng Sufei had been sleeping for so long, and his feelings were very light and light at that time.
Maybe the feelings weren't strong enough at that time.
But now, his feelings for Feng Sufei have exceeded his imagination. Seeing her sick and uncomfortable, his heart ached.
Feng Sufei leaned in Nanrong Huai'an's arms, closed her eyes and rested for a while.
She obviously had a lot to say to Nanrong Huai'an, but she didn't have much energy to say it at this time.
She takes a break first.
Smelling the elegant and refreshing scent of Nanrong Huai'an, Feng Sufei felt very comfortable.
She is very strange, it is this feeling of soul.
She felt that the deepest part of her soul and heart seemed to rely on the aura of Nanrong Huai'an.
In the past three days, her body had been very fresh, and it was all Nanrong Huai'an who wiped her body.
She was embarrassed at first, but Nanrong Huaian insisted.
After a while, Feng Sufei felt a little stronger, and she said, "Huai'an, you are so kind to me."
"Idiot, you are such an easy-to-satisfy fool. Isn't this what I should take care of you?"
After a pause, Nanrong Huai'an sighed and said, "And I feel sorry for you when you look like this. Sophie, please get well soon!"
These days, his heart aches.
With that said, Nanrong Huai'an lowered his head and kissed Feng Sufei's forehead.
Feng Sufei nodded, "I'm also trying to get better."
She is not feeling well even if she is sick.
She felt that after coming out of the imperial mausoleum, the blood in her body seemed to surge rapidly throughout her body.
She felt like her whole body was about to explode, as if some power was about to burst out, but her body couldn't bear it, so the disease broke out.
But in the past three days, she has been on a sling bottle and taking medicine, and she has gotten better.
It's just that Nanrong Huai'an has worked hard and never rested.
Feng Sufei had thousands of words to say to Nanrong Huai'an, but in the end she only said one sentence, "Huai'an, I love you."
This is Feng Sufei's first serious confession to Nanrong Huai'an.
Hearing these words, Nan Rong Huai'an's whole body trembled suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, and the tip of his heart was deeply touched.
After Nan Rong Huai'an took a long while, he took a deep breath to calm down his surging emotions. He lowered his head and kissed Feng Sufei lovingly on her forehead, "Fool, I love you too."
He loves her very much. Only his heart knows how much he loves her.
No amount of words can describe it.
In fact, this illness brought Feng Sufei and Nanrong Huai'an closer to each other.
From the time Feng Sufei was able to go to the ground, Feng Sufei worked hard to practice the kung fu taught to her by her mother Nong Ruolan when she was a child.