Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

Chapter 2577: Give more love!

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Feng Sufei simply couldn't bear Nanrong Huai'an's passion.

Feng Sufei could feel that Nanrong Huaian really loved her.

“Huaian…”

Feng Sufei's voice was trembling. It seemed that only by shouting Nanrong Huai'an's name could she feel at ease.

She felt that her Huai'an was really a wolf.

Feng Sufei didn't know that her expression would irritate Nanrong Huai'an.

And just now, her series of actions had already stimulated Nanrong Huai'an.

At this moment, she looked at Nanrong Huai'an pitifully, but it was useless.

Nanrong Huai'an's eyes were deep and dark.

His eyes locked on Feng Sufei's eyes, not letting her escape.

He also held Feng Sufei tightly with his arms.

Nanrong Huai'an loved Su Fei very much, and his inner feelings were very strong. He kept whispering in Feng Su Fei's ear: "Feifei, Feifei..."

Nanrong Huai'an's voice seemed to come from his heart, from his throat.

Hoarse, deep, and touching the heartstrings.

There was strong emotion in that voice, and Feng Sufei seemed to be able to hear it clearly.

Feng Sufei could feel her heart beating rapidly.

She felt like she was no longer like herself. She seemed to be dancing with Nanrong Huai'an, flying with the wind and flying with the clouds.

It makes a sound when flying.

She wanted to bite off her tongue, but she couldn't control it.

She could only hug Nanrong Huai'an tightly.

It seemed that only by clinging to Nanrong Huai'an could she feel that she could survive.

"Huai'an... Huai'an..."

Feng Sufei always calls out Nanrong Huai'an's name, which gives her a sense of security.

"Feifei, you are mine, does Feifei love me?"

Feng Sufei's head was about to explode. She was so dizzy that she had long forgotten how to react.

Her heart was throbbing and beating, her voice was hoarse, and she could not speak.

Feng Sufei didn't speak, Nanrong Huai'an hugged her tightly and looked at her deeply, as if he wanted to hear her answer.

Feng Sufei looked at Nanrong Huai'an with tears in her eyes, as if she was scolding him, her mouth was aggrieved, and her hands were scratching randomly.

Her nails seemed to scratch someone's skin.

She could feel her love for Nanrong Huai'an, a deep love, so she wanted to express it in a primitive way...

Nanrong Huai'an took a deep breath and hugged Feng Sufei forcefully to hold her in place.

"Feifei, do you love me?"

Feng Sufei watched Nanrong Huai'an lean forward. She put her arms around his neck and kissed his lips and cheeks randomly.

Nanrong Huaian can feel Feng Sufei.

He also knew that his self-control collapsed this time.

"Feifei, tell me, tell me..."

Nanrong Huai'an tilted his head to prevent Feng Sufei from kissing him. He kept bewitching and tempting in her ear, trying to get her to speak out.

Feng Sufei's eyes filled with tears of excitement as she said, "Huh, you did it on purpose..."

"How can I give up... Feifei, I love you, I wish I could give you all my love and give you more love..."

Such affectionate and domineering words made Feng Sufei's heart skip a few beats.

She turned her head to meet Nanrong Huai'an's eyes, which contained a dark and heavy whirlpool with devouring power.

The passion for her in his eyes was so deep.

Feng Sufei took a deep breath and said, "Huai'an, I love you very much."

Hearing this, Nanrong Huai'an smiled with satisfaction, hugged Feng Sufei forcefully, and expressed his feelings in a primitive way.

Feng Sufei had charming eyes and a gentle smile.

Her voice and breath were blocked by Nanrong Huai'an's kiss.