Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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Jun Mohan's voice was low and gentle, as if with an intoxicating distress.

Facing this kind of gaze, Feng Sujin's heart trembled involuntarily, and then he moved along.

Feng Sujin looked still, she was just attracted by Jun Mohan's eyes, her heart beating again and again.

She licked her lips involuntarily, and leaned over Jun Mohan's body, hugging her waist with her hands.

Because Jun Mohan was sitting on the head of the bed, at this time Feng Sujin held her like this, her head was in an undescribable position, and her breath was even more ...

Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin's innocent innocent eyes, shook his head helplessly, leaned slightly to embrace her, hugged her and sat on his lap.

Feng Sujin leaned on Jun Mohan's arms, listening to the sound of his heartbeat, she felt at ease.

Feng Sujin even involuntarily arched in Jun Mohan's arms.

Jun Mohan watched her move like a small animal, and couldn't help smiling, her eyes grew softer and warmer, with a strong petting light.

Jun Mohan bowed his head, reached out and gently stroked her hair, and his throat moved, "Is there any discomfort? Uh?"

Jun Mohan's voice has a slightly uplifting intonation and a deceptive taste.

Feng Sujin's heart jumped uncontrollably. She grabbed Jun Mohan's shirt, smelled the elegant and clean breath on him, and sucked her nose. "I'm fine, I'm not uncomfortable."

She just wanted to hug her husband.

After a while, Feng Sujin looked up, her eyes wet with a longing look at Jun Mohan.

This look made Jun Mohan's heart move, his eyes darkened, and he lowered his head and kissed Feng Sujin's lips gently.

"A Jinbei, now I can't ask you, your body needs to be recuperated for a while."

With such a look, how could he not understand, but her body was just right. Although it was not a big deal, he did not dare to take it lightly.

Feng Sujin grunted slightly. In fact, sometimes she longed for such emotions, not only men but also women.

She couldn't ignore her thirst for her husband.

She may have been taken away after she was opened, but she was willing to be taken away by her husband.

Jun Mohan never wanted it, but nothing was more important than Feng Sujin's body.

At this moment, Feng Su Jinxun remembered something before her coma, and her body sat upright, her eyes widened.

"Mo Han, I ... I ..."

Jun Mohan knew what Feng Sujin seemed to think of, soothing: "Don't be afraid, you're fine, those are gone."

"Will I suddenly go crazy, or will I hurt you?"

This is what she cares about most.

"No, I'll take you to the doctor. It's okay after taking the medicine."

Feng Sujin looked at Jun Mohan's earnest look and was relieved. Everything before her coma still left her feelings of anxiety, and even her hand that grabbed Jun Mohan's arm was tightened.

Jun Mohan patted Feng Sujin's back calmly, "Guy, believe me, it's all right."

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

Jun Mohan looked for a moment, did not speak.

"Mo Han, how long did I sleep?"

"A week."

Feng Sujin was shocked, for a week? For so long, "has something happened recently?"

"Well, a lot has happened, but you just got up, have some food first, and I will tell you one by one, or you can go online to see the news of the last week."