Feng Sufei looks at Nan Rong Huai'an. Her mind is full of missing emotions. She doesn't know what to say.

And a mouth, voice is hoarse.

Her eyes were sour, and there was an impulse to cry.

It turns out that she missed him so much.

Feng Sufei and Nan Rong Huai'an stood in the same place, staring at each other deeply. From each other's eyes, you can see the strong emotion and the deep feeling of missing.

Feng Sufei saw the moment of Nanrong Huai'an, her heart would jump out of her throat and jump very fast.

It's a terrible throb.

The dreamlike face, poetic and picturesque, is what she engraved in her mind.

Feng Sufei is almost infatuated looking at Nan Rong Huai'an, tears are about to fall out.

Nanrong Huai'an looks at Feng Sufei and knows that she is thin and haggard. Although her eyes are still so bright, he knows that his Sufei must have suffered.

Nanrong Huai'an sees the tears of Feng Sufei, and is distressed.

He walked forward a few steps, came to Feng Sufei in front of him, he gently wiped away the tears to Feng Sufei with his hands, heartache way: "don't cry, you cry my heart hurts."

At this time, Nanrong Huaian, looking at the tears of Feng Sufei, the heart is burning pain.

Her tears seemed to drop on the bottom of his heart, so that his heart was dripping with blood.

Nan Rong Huai'an wiped away her tears to Feng Sufei and lowered her head to kiss her lips.

Now he didn't want to say anything, just wanted to be close to her again and again, in order to solve the pain of Acacia.

During this period of time, he is also very worried about her, worried about all can not.

He missed her, too.

Nanrong Huai'an gently holds Feng Sufei into his arms, and then his arm is a little bit hard, and his arm is very tight.

Feng Sufei feels the strength of Nanrong Huaian's arm, and then slowly closes her eyes.

Such strength makes her feel safe and close to him.

Smelling the familiar breath of Nanrong Huaian, Feng Sufei was drunk.

She wants to lie in the arms of Nan Rong Huai'an, just like this in his arms.

Nan Rong Huai'an reached out and gently stroked Feng Sufei's hair. In her ear, she said, "Sophie, you're thin, which makes me heartache."

Wind Su Fei Du Du Du mouth way: "is to let your heart ache."

"Fool."

She missed him so much.

When Feng Sufei came out of her arms, she stroked her eyes with her hand, "you are also haggard."

Nan Rong Huai'an took Feng Sufei's finger and put it on his lips and kissed him, "I miss what you want."

Holding Feng Sufei's hand, Nan Rong Huai'an felt something and his face changed.

He grabbed Feng Sufei's hand and turned it over to see it.

Feng Sufei realized something and quickly pulled out her hand.

But Nanrong Huai'an is very strong and won't let Feng Sufei take it back.

He looked down at the palm of Feng Sufei's hand. There were cocoons on the once smooth fingers.

Looking at those new cocoons, Nanrong Huai'an's heart was stinging.

His heartache all mercilessly smoked.

Nan Rong Huai'an looks at Feng Sufei with red eyes

She tried to squeeze out a smile If you do some work, it's just exercise. "

On weekdays, Nanrong Huai'an is reluctant to do some work.

He couldn't bear to be tired.

On weekdays, where she bumps, he can be heartbroken.

Not to mention seeing these cocoons.

Just these cocoons, he knew how much work Feng Sufei had done in the past ten days.

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