Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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Her lips were wet, with a slight drool, and all of them stuck to him. Her teeth were sloppy, and Jun Mohan could not stand it.

His body was tight, as if a kind of dormant beast blood was flowing, his eyes flashed with dim light, and the arm holding Feng Sujin couldn't help but force himself.

His throat moved.

However, Jun Mohan's self-control was very strong, and the dark under his eyes faded, and he sighed helplessly.

I didn't know what dream she had, she even picked him up.

Jun Mohan wants to push Feng Sujin away from his arms for a while, but although Feng Sujin is in his sleep, he is obviously unwilling to leave the "cuisine".

Feng Sujin ate very little in the morning and was frightened in the morning. Except for a sweat, she slept like this without lunch at noon.

She was actually very hungry. In her dreams, she dreamed about food and dreamed that she was eating chicken legs.

She is so hungry ...

But I was eating it clearly, why is the chicken leg far away from her?

"Well, yes, hungry ..."

When Jun Mohan pushed Feng Sujin away, she seemed to hear her shallow dreams.

Jun Mohan got up and sat down, touching the head of Feng Sujin, a little bit hot. He understood that she was frightened, and that she would have a fever. Even if she was sleeping, her consciousness was a little confused.

He frowned, knowing that this would give Feng Sujin some cold medicine.

Thinking of her being hungry, Jun Mohan got up and went to the kitchen and boiled some porridge for her personally. Then she took out the cold medicine that Qiu Wenming had put out before, took out a piece of cooling medicine, crushed it with chopsticks and put it in the porridge. Let the medicine melt in the porridge.

Then, Jun Mohan returned to the bedroom.

He sat by the bed for a while, his expression moved, and he sighed, after all, he couldn't bear to wake her up!

He took a bite of porridge and fed Feng Sujin with his mouth.

Jun Mohan's porridge tastes very good, and for Feng Sujin, it is a unique and favorite taste in her heart.

Since Jun Mohan boiled her for the first time, she remembered the taste.

So when Jun Mohan kissed her lips, she crossed it to Feng Sujin.

Feng Sujin was confused and drank the familiar and favorite porridge, naturally she was greedy. She couldn't help but **** the tip of Jun Mohan's tongue, greeted the smell of every porridge, and didn't want to let it go.

The temperature that Jun Mohan had lowered in his heart was suddenly unconsciously stirred up by Feng Sujin.

Blood also began to flow, and a swirling light shone under his eyes.

After all, some of her lost her mind, and Jun Mohan no longer launched, but continued to kiss Feng Sujin, devouring the fragrance in her mouth.

Feng Sujin murmured unconsciously, "Well ..."

She made a moving voice, making Jun Mohan's heart as if burned by fire, and wanted to explode.

He sat up suddenly, breathing slightly disturbed.

He looked at Feng Sujin and sighed, "It's terrible!"

He continued to take a bite of porridge and fed Feng Sujin.

After a bowl of porridge was fed to Feng Sujin, Jun Mohan whispered in Feng Sujin's ear: "A Jin, when you are all right, I want to recover the interest."

Although knowing that Feng Sujin may not hear, Jun Mohan still has to say.

When he said it, she agreed.

The domineering in Jun Mohan's bones is also manifested.

After Feng Sujin's temperature receded, Jun Mohan was relieved, but she didn't know what was going on this time, and her fever began to rise again and again until the evening.

Jun Mohan called her and couldn't wake up.