Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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Nan Rong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei's smile, and her pear-like eyes flashed like the moonlight's clear light, burning like jade, with a breath of dust in her tranquility.

The light flashed in his eyes, making people wonder what he was thinking.

Feng Sufei looked at Nan Rong Huai'an, Zhou Yun, and the servants around her looked at her.

She was a little embarrassed and touched her face. "Why do you all look at me?"

As soon as Feng Sufei spoke, everyone quickly returned to her head and shook her head.

Zhou Yan admired: "Little grandma, you laugh really well, I just watched."

Feng Sufei did not expect Zhou Yan to say such a straightforward sentence.

Rao is calmer and thicker, and at this time she is caught off guard by fever, and her face turns red from the base of her ears.

Feng Sufei's face was red, as if it had been painted with rouge, the most bright, and there was a kind of shame that looked down, very charming.

She held her hands and beat drums like a deer.

No one dared to talk to her face to face when she was a queen.

When it was Feng Sufei, because of her insomnia and stupidity, she couldn't see where she was, even if she had a good foundation, but she looked the same as a child, and others would say she was cute.

At this time, Zhou Yan suddenly exaggerated so much, really thin and embarrassed.

Especially sitting in front of Nan Rong Huaian.

Nan Rong Huai'an looked at such a wind, Su Fei, with a look, his eyes flickered, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

He glanced at Zhou Yan, frowning slightly.

Zhou Yan secretly understood the meaning of the young master, she quietly left, but the corner of her mouth was grinning.

She smiled secretly, and it seemed that the young master still cared about grandma and did not say that he was indifferent.

Nan Rong Huaian Qingrun said, "Drink soup, it will be cold in a while."

Nan Rong Huai'an's words suddenly brought Feng Sufei back to life, and she realized what emotion she had just had.

She quickly grabbed her emotions, suddenly became calm and calm, and the red on her face faded away, as if the blush and shame just now were the illusion of others.

Nan Rong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei's changes. One's look could be adjusted in an instant, and he seemed surprised.

He understood that maybe Feng Sufei really did not have the mysterious aspect as shown in the data.

Nan Rong Huai'an looked moved and didn't say anything, but occasionally he gave Feng Sufei cloth dishes.

Feng Sufei is also as polite as ever.

After eating, Nan Rong Huaian said, "There is a temple on the mountain. I will go to the mountain later. If you want to go, you can go together."

temple?

Feng Sufei thought of the rare things that happened to her, and a deep ocean wave appeared in her heart.

She held her chopsticks tightly and said, "I'll go with you."

I have heard before that there are some Taoist masters in some temples who understand some rare things happening in the world. She may ask, she wants to get an answer.

why?

What are the hurts and pains in her body and the return of her soul?

Maybe everything happened in the world had cause and effect, so she wanted to know why.

"Mobile!"

When Feng Sufei was distracted, she heard Qingrun's beautiful words.

Feng Sufei returned to her mind, confused, "What?"

Nan Rong Huai An continued to say patiently, "Give me my mobile phone."

Feng Sufei's conditioned reflex, he handed the phone to Nanrong Huaian.

Nan Rong Huai An's exquisite and delicate hand clicked on the phone a few times, then dialed a number, and his phone rang.

Then Nan Rong Huai An handed the phone to Feng Sufei, "This is my number. After you go up the mountain, follow me and don't lose it."