Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

Chapter 561: A polite relationship between husband and wife

Views:

But here in Nanrong Huai'an, Feng Sufei couldn't be as stupid as when she was the queen, and she didn't dare to be tempted when she knew there was someone in Nanrong Huai'an.

If she does that again, she is really hopelessly stupid.

So she sticks to her heart and goes on heartlessly except for revenge.

Nanrong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei deeply and said nothing.

The rest of dinner was very quiet.

After dinner, Feng Sufei changed Nanrong Huaian's dressing as usual.

As soon as she put down her chopsticks, Nanrong Huai'an said, "I'll wait for you in the room."

Feng Sufei looked at Nanrong Huai'an pushing the chair away, and felt that there was an ambiguity in this sentence.

But she knew that Nanrong Huaian would definitely not do anything.

Her eyes flashed, she wiped the corners of her mouth, then washed her hands, and took the medicine box to Nanrong Huai'an's room.

During this period of time, the two of them slept separately, and no one interfered with the other.

Originally, these items were listed in the marriage agreement originally defined by Nanrong Huaian. Anyway, they did not fulfill their marital obligations.

Feng Sufei took a deep breath and knocked on Nanrong Huaian's bedroom door.

"Come in!"

Although it was just two words, Nanrong Huai'an's voice sounded as pleasant as ever, as if the guqin was emitting distant tones, gurgling and mellow.

Every sound can tug at one's heartstrings.

Feng Sufei muttered in her heart: "Monster!"

But he still calmed down, opened the door and walked in.

Feng Sufei walked to Nanrong Huai'an, put down the medicine box, and said, "Today should be the last time to change the dressing. Your wound should be healed."

The reason why Nanrong Huai'an's wound healed so slowly was because he hid the matter and did not use the best medicine. Also, the woman was too cruel and the knife stabbed very deeply.

Nanrong Huai'an put down the documents in his hand, then reached out to unbutton his shirt one by one.

His hands are clearly articulated, slender and delicate, and such movements are particularly tempting when he makes them.

And at this time, Nanrong Huai'an had already taken off his mask, and also tore off his disguise mask, revealing that otherworldly face. Even if Feng Sufei had the best concentration, she couldn't help but look at it like this. Swallow.

She quickly lowered her head and stopped looking at Nanrong Huai'an.

When Nanrong Huaian unbuttoned his shirt, he looked back at Feng Sufei and found that she seemed to be distracted.

A faint light flashed in Nanrong Huai'an's eyes, and he said calmly: "Okay."

Feng Sufei suddenly came back to her senses, "Oh!"

Then, she opened the medicine box without changing her expression, filled Nanrong Huai'an with medicine and wrapped it as usual.

After she finished, her tense body relaxed. Even after so many times, she was still not used to being so close to Nan Rong Huaian, especially so close that she could smell the faint fragrance on his body. It was simply A seductive breath.

In order to cover up the slight unnaturalness, Feng Sufei said: "Your wound has healed. After cleaning the medicine tomorrow, you will no longer need to bandage it. Moreover, the wound has healed very well and there will be no problems."

After saying that, Feng Sufei didn't hear what Nanrong Huai'an said. She hesitated and said: "Don't let yourself get hurt so easily in the future. If you want to hide it from your subordinates next time, suppress it and I won't." Will be so cooperative."

A complex light flashed in Nanrong Huai'an's eyes, "Thank you for this time."

It was rare for Feng Sufei to hear Nanrong Huai'an say thank you. It was not easy for this abstinent and cold person to sincerely thank others.