Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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But here in South Rong Huai'an, Feng Sufei couldn't be as stupid as when she was a queen, and she did not dare to know when someone in Nan Rong Huai'an was in her mind.

If that happens, she is really stupid and hopeless.

So she insisted on her heart, except for revenge, the rest was heartless and heartless.

Nan Rong Huai'an looked at Su Fei deeply and did not speak again.

The rest of the dinner time was very quiet.

After supper, Feng Sufei will change the medicine for Nan Rong Huaian in accordance with the usual practice.

She just put down her chopsticks, Nan Rong Huaian said: "I'll wait for you in the room."

Feng Sufei looked at the figure of Nan Rong Huaian pushing the chair and left, but she felt that this sentence was ambiguous.

However, she knew that Nanrong Huaian would definitely not do anything.

Her eyes flashed, she wiped the corners of her mouth, then washed her hands, took the medicine chest and went to Nan Rong Huaian's room.

During this time, the two have been sleeping separately, and no one has interfered.

These were listed in the marriage agreement that Nan Rong Huaian defined at the beginning. Anyway, they did not fulfill their husband and wife obligations.

Feng Sufei took a deep breath and knocked on the door of Nan Rong Huaian's bedroom.

"Come in!"

Although it is only two words, Nan Rong Huaian's voice is as good as ever, as if the guqin issued a distant tone, with low alcohol.

One voice can stir the heartstrings.

Feng Sufei said in her heart: "Demon!"

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

Feng Sufei walked to Nanrong Huaian and lowered the medicine box, and said, "It should be the last dressing change, and your wound should heal."

The reason why Nan Rong Huaian wound healed so slowly is because he hid it, did not use the top medicine, and the woman was too cruel, and the stab was deep.

Nan Rong Huai An put down the documents in his hand, and then reached out to unbutton his shirt, one by one.

His hands were sharp-boned, slender and exquisite. Such movements were particularly attractive to him.

And at this time Nan Rong Huai'an had taken off his mask and also torn off the ********, revealing the unparalleled appearance, Feng Sufei, no matter how good the fixation, looked at it this way, I can't help but drool.

She quickly bowed her head and stopped looking at Nanrong Huaian.

When Nan Rong Huai'an unbuttoned his shirt, he looked back at Feng Sufei and found that she seemed to be distracted.

A faint light flashed in Nan Rong Huaian's eyes, and said lightly, "OK."

Feng Sufei suddenly returned to God, "Ou!"

Then, she opened the medicine box without changing her face and, as always, applied medicine to Nan Rong Huai An and packed it.

When she was done, her tight body was relieved. Even after so many times, she was still not used to being so close to Nan Rong Huai An, especially when she could smell the faint subtle fragrance on him, it was just Deceptive breath.

In order to conceal the slightest unnaturalness, Feng Sufei said, "Your wound is healed. After washing the medicine tomorrow, you will no longer use bandaging, and the wound will heal well and there will be no problems."

After finishing speaking, Feng Sufei didn't hear Nan Rong Huai An said, she hesitated and said, "Don't let yourself be so easily hurt in the future, next time you want to conceal your subordinates, press down, I will It will be so cooperative. "

A complicated light flashed in Nan Rong Huaian's eyes, "Thank you for this time."

Feng Sufei rarely heard Nan Rong Huaian say thank you, this person who has been abstinent from the high cold, it is not easy to truly thank others.