Feng Sufei felt three beads of sweat break out on her forehead when she heard her sister's protective words.
Moreover, the sound of the mobile phone was a bit loud, and she was worried that Nanrong Huaian heard it.
Feng Sufei carefully glanced at Nanrong Huai'an and found that he was looking at her with a gloomy look on his face, not knowing what he was thinking.
Feng Sufei quickly got up, left the dining table, and went to the balcony to make a phone call.
Feng Sufei chatted with her sister for a long time, and then said reluctantly: "Sister, when you and your brother-in-law get married, I will definitely go back to attend. I want to be the bridesmaid."
"Well, of course my sister will be the bridesmaid. You have to take care of yourself..."
"Same, sister."
After hanging up the phone, Feng Sufei returned to the dining table. The food had been removed. She was stunned. She had forgotten that she was having breakfast.
Can she say she's not full yet? The food was all removed.
Nanrong Huai'an said calmly: "The food is cold. I'll ask the servants to heat it up again. It will be fine in a while."
Feng Sufei glanced at Nanrong Huaian gratefully.
Nanrong Huai'an looked at her with eyes still red and stained with tears.
He handed the tissue to Feng Sufei, "Wipe your tears. It will look like I bullied you."
Feng Sufei was stunned for a moment when she heard this. She didn't expect that Nanrong Huai'an, who was usually elegant and dignified, would say such a sentence.
The word "bullying" reminded her of a certain aspect, and her face felt a little hot.
"I... I'm going to the bathroom first."
After going to the bathroom, Feng Sufei looked at herself in the mirror and shook her head vigorously.
After gathering her emotions, Feng Sufei sat down at the dining table again and continued to have breakfast with Nanrong Huai'an.
Although the two of them didn't talk much, they got along gradually and harmoniously. If the servant hadn't known that they slept in separate rooms, they would have thought that they looked like a real couple.
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Imperial Capital City of the Chinese Continent Empire
After Feng Sujin finished talking to her sister on the phone, her mood became brighter, and she was smiling while having breakfast.
Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin's happy look with gentle eyes and shook his head helplessly.
When his wife is happy, she forgets to eat.
He scooped up a spoonful of soup and handed it to Feng Sujin's mouth, and said softly and gently: "Eat breakfast quickly, or it will get cold if you don't."
Feng Sujin finally came back to her senses, opened her mouth to drink the soup, and when it got to the corner of her mouth, she couldn't help but lick the corner of her mouth.
Little did he know that this action was extremely tempting to Jun Mohan.
Jun Mohan's eyes dimmed, he grabbed the back of Feng Sujin's head and kissed her.
Feng Sujin didn't react at all, "Well..."
If there weren't other things happening today, Jun Mohan wouldn't be willing to let Feng Sujin go.
He let go of Feng Sujin slightly, his eyes dark and gloomy.
Feng Sujin was panting a little and her body became limp.
Jun Mohan leaned his forehead on hers and smiled softly, "You have soup on the corners of your mouth, let me get it off for you."
Feng Sujin blushed extremely, with a shy Mingyan, and gently hammered Jun Mohan's chest, "You did it on purpose."
"Well, I did it on purpose. You are my wife and I love you."
Feng Sujin felt that she could not have a verbal dispute with her Mr. Jun in this regard, as she could not defeat him.
Feng Sujin hurriedly sat down and started eating breakfast. After she was full, she said, "Mo Han, my sister and father will be back during our wedding. I feel very happy."
Jun Mohan touched Feng Sujin's hair lovingly, "I know, I heard it too, we will have a romantic wedding, and I will tell the world that you, Feng Sujin, can only be mine, Jun Mohan .”