Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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At that time, grandma just smiled, "Say irritation, hey, if you can talk to the person in Nan Rong's family, I'm relieved."

"Grandma just likes him so much?"

"That's a child with a lot of affection. I've seen it when I was a kid, and the Nam Rong family, that's not an ordinary family. My Yaner is the best woman. Unfortunately, those people don't see your goodness. But for your grandmother's sake, you have to let you hide all the glory and sharpness, and do not know whether it is right or wrong. "

"Grandma, I will protect myself. As a last resort, I will not reveal my abilities and secrets."

"it is good."

When the scene changed, Feng Sufei's mind showed another scene, which was her time with Si Jue.

"Extremely deep, do you really love me, won't it hurt me?"

Si Jue looked at Feng Sufei tenderly, "Stupid Yaner, I love you so much, how can I be willing to hurt you and hurt you, my heart will hurt."

The look in Si Jue's eyes was that look, but also with deep distress, so clear that she could see clearly.

She knew that the eyes were the windows of the soul, and he would not lie to her if she was so affectionate and distressed.

But when the woman lowered her head, Si Jue ’s deep affectionate light faded and became complicated and deepened, but she did n’t see it.

In many and many scenes, Feng Sufei seemed to fuse many of the queen's memories again, which also made her heart hurt again.

These memories seem to remind Feng Sufei over and over again that she should not love and should not try love again.

Feng Sufei's newly healed heart seemed to be full of wounds.

When she woke up again, she woke up in the hospital. She smelled the disinfectant and frowned.

"Woke up?"

Hearing a familiar voice, Feng Sufei turned her head to look at it. It was Nanrong Huaian.

"Nanrong Huaian? Am I in the hospital?"

Nan Rong Huai'an held Feng Sufei's body up and touched her head. "You've passed out and you have a fever. It's much better now."

Feng Sufei listened to Nan Rong Huaian and knew that it was downhill.

Feng Sufei had a sense of weakness throughout her body. Although she woke up, she still felt a sense of chaos.

She was almost immersed in sleepiness, and the scenes were revealed.

Feng Sufei opened her mouth and wanted to ask Nan Rong Huai'an why she didn't choose her at first, and why she didn't want to marry the queen at the beginning?

But can you ask? Can't ask, she can't say everything about her life.

They are just partnerships, not real couples.

Besides, what else to ask, grandma said that one person attracts another, one is charisma, and the other is identity background.

The young master of the Nan Rong family does not need to marry her for her queen's identity background, so Nan Rong Huaian's reluctance must be because she was not attractive when she was a queen.

She remembered that someone said at the time that she was the Queen of the vase!

Ha ha, she just hid all the sharpness and ability, not a vase!

Nan Rong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei's eyes a bit empty, as if she had isolated herself in a world.

Nan Rong Huai'an looked condensed. "What's wrong? Is there something uncomfortable, I'll let the doctor come and see."

Feng Sufei turned back and shook her head. "No, I don't think I'm okay. How can I pass out?"

"The doctor said that you are overly worried, and that you have been tense, you have not relaxed, your body has reached its limit, and you will pass out."