Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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Jun Mohan's voice has a low magnetism, which is particularly exciting.

As he said, he reached out and began to uncover his shirt. Slow motions were performed in front of Feng Sujin's eyes.

Feng Sujin looked at Jun Mohan's slow motion, his heart trembling constantly.

She felt that Jun Mohan was a naked temptation, and she couldn't help but drool when she looked at it.

Feng Sujin couldn't imagine that she would be the same as a woman, staring at Jun Mohan's seductive chest, unable to look away.

Jun Mohan's eyes were charming and charming, and his charm was fascinating. He lowered his head and watched Feng Sujin's reaction deeply, his mouth twitched.

Jun Mohan bowed his head and sucked on Feng Sujin's earlobe. He knew the sensitivity here.

That night, he mastered every part of her body sensitively, and Feng Sujin knew her body better.

"what……"

At this instant, Feng Sujin couldn't help exclaiming, she felt that the pores in her whole body were opening at this moment.

Her body also shook terribly. "Hmm ..."

Feng Sujin's reaction made Jun Mohan's eyes darker.

"Mo ... Mo Han ..."

Jun Mohan sucked so skillfully, Feng Sujin couldn't help it. When his body was soft, he had to sit on the sofa.

Jun Mohan embraced her waist and sat down with her, but Jun Mohan's lips were not idle, kissed, sucked ... a little bit down ...

"Well ... Mo Han ... no ..."

Jun Mohan's warm breath gripped Feng Sujin's heartstrings, and he huskyly said in her ear: "Ajin, tell me, do you want to ... or, uh?"

Feng Sujin's eyes resentfully looked at Jun Mohan like a mist of water.

Every time he was so aggressive, he had to hear it from her mouth.

Feng Sujin still insisted on this time, just don't say.

Jun Mohan smiled deep and magnetically, looked at Feng Sujin deeply, and kissed the lips of Downwind Sujin, and seemed to be happy, "Ajin, you will tell me."

After Jun Mohan spoke, he used various techniques to stir fire on Feng Sujin.

Feng Sujin, who was Jun Mohan's opponent, soon became weak and soft, her eyes were silky, tangling Jun Mohan, her toes curled up.

"Han ... no ... torture, hey ..."

"Good, say it, I'll give it to you."

Jun Mohan is too domineering, and finally Feng Sujin can only relax.

Listening to her word "to", Jun Mohan then exerted his strength.

On the sofa, Jun Mohan's strength was so great that he and Feng Sujin were all together at once. At this instant, he seemed to explode all his powers.

Jun Mohan was too powerful. Later, Feng Sujin was demolished with almost no bones left.

Recently, Jun Mohan is very busy. They haven't been close for a long time. This time, he seems to make up the time.

Feng Sujin cried for mercy, but it didn't work.

Jun Mohan kissed Feng Sujin's tears, "Ajin, you ca n’t let go of you like this. I usually feel distressed. At this time, the more you cry, the more I want to love you severely and bully you understood?"

Listening to Jun Mohan's words stupidly, Feng Sujin didn't dare cry, but those tears seemed to be sunny tears, and she couldn't control it because Jun Mohan's feeling was too strong.

Feng Sujin experienced his madness again.

Looking at her later, she was exhausted and exhausted. Jun Mohan's eyes fell on the newspaper about Lan Beichen next to him. The dim light in his eyes became deeper and deeper. The possessiveness was beyond his control. "

"Mo Han."

"Who are you in your heart?"

"Mo Han."

Jun Mohan was satisfied. "Well, remember, the person in your heart is me, and there can be no one."