Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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Jun Mohan knows that this series of things to deal with Feng's family is impulsive, and also knows that there will be some trouble in the follow-up.

He is clear that since he took office, the Discipline Inspection Department has been waiting to check him for a handle.

He has always been quite satisfactory, and there is nothing for them to check.

But this time, I didn't expect to be caught by them.

However, Jun Mohan didn't regret it. When he rushed to the crown, he became angry, but it was because he was not happy, and he wanted to give vent to Feng Sujin.

It wasn't until noon that Feng Sujin woke up completely.

In the morning, Qiu Wenzheng came once and checked again, only to say that Feng Sujin had been depressed and tense for a long time. This time her illness was fierce, which also inspired her many years of cold.

But it's okay to burn it out.

Jun Mohan stayed all night and didn't go to work in the morning, and he didn't eat much himself.

Seeing Feng Sujin woke up, his tense spirit relaxed, he touched Feng Sujin's head, "Finally woke up."

Feng Sujin was confused, "Did I sleep for a long time?"

Looking at Feng Sujin's bewildered look, Jun Mohan knew that she might not remember what happened last night.

Jun Mohan looked with a touch of pity, "You have been sleeping since noon yesterday and now, and you have a fever again and again last night, but it makes me worry."

Feng Sujin propped herself up and found that her whole body was so weak that she suddenly fell on the bed again.

Still, Jun Mohan shook his head, hugged her and sat up. She put a pillow on her back. "You have been sleeping for a long time, and you have a lot of sweaty fever. Now my body will feel weak, and I will cook some food later. , You eat better. "

Feng Sujin looked at Jun Mohan apologetically, "I'm fine, you don't have to do it for me ..."

Jun Mohan bowed his head and kissed Sufeng Jinjin's lips, blocking her words, "Fool, you are my wife, and it is my responsibility to take care of you. If you really apologize, you will make yourself good in the future, eh? "

Jun Mohan's voice with a slightly inflectional tone was pure and pleasant.

Feng Sujin's cheeks were red, and she nodded shyly.

Jun Mohan looked at her bright and moving complexion and couldn't help teasing her. "A Jin, you didn't see this shyness when you took the initiative last time."

As soon as Feng Sujin heard this sentence, she thought of what she was anxious to prove before. When she gave it to him, her emotions broke out, and her face was like a fire.

"Me, I'm not shy now."

Jun Mohan looked at her vivid look, smiled slightly, and touched her hair. He still liked her living like this, rather than her fragile coma.

That's fine.

"Good, I'm going to cook, just call me if you're uncomfortable."

"I ... I can cook."

Feng Sujin can see the tiredness in Jun Mohan's eyes, knowing that he did it because he took care of her. She was unhappy in her heart, how could she let him cook again.

Feng Sujin was anxious about to get out of bed, but Jun Mohan held his shoulders.

Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin's eyebrows seriously. "Ajin, listen to me. You need to rest now. If you really hurt me, remember to compensate me later."

In the last sentence, Jun Mohan said something special, and Feng Sujin understood it after blinking.

She blushed, her eyelashes trembled, her apex trembled, she smelled his unique breath, then nodded.

She is his wife, what was going to happen to him, as long as he wants, she will give it.