Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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When Feng Sujin brought the dishes, she was exactly shocked by the eyes of Jun Mohan.

Her family gentleman has always been introverted and calm, as if anything could be calmly resolved in his eyes.

This was the first time she felt the suffocation and anger emanating from him, as if there was extreme hatred.

At this moment, Feng Sujin was not afraid, but distressed. At this moment, she always felt lonely and lonely like Mr. Jun, and seemed to have constant sadness.

Feng Sujin put the dish on the table, then carefully walked to Jun Mohan, and gently reached out to shake his hand.

Jun Mohan was immersed in his emotions. As soon as someone approached, his conditional reflection would be thrown away, but at a glance it was Feng Sujin, the dark eyes scattered and softened.

Feng Sujin held Jun Mohan's hand and felt so cool. She tried to warm him with her hands. "Mo Han, what happened to you just now? Isn't you very upset?"

Jun Mohan touched Su Jin's head, "I'm fine, don't worry, hungry, I'll wash my hands, let's eat first."

Jun Mohan didn't say anything, but Feng Sujin suspected that it was related to the special team. She had a firm light in her eyes, and she would let the special team quickly leave Beiquan City.

In the evening, lying on the bed, Feng Sujin felt that her husband was fine when he returned today, but from the moment of eating, his mood was a little bit wrong.

She felt that his whole body was a bit cold, and he had been lying down for so long that he had not slept.

Feng Sujin was very worried. Looking at Jun Mohan like this, she felt aching and sore in her heart. She wanted him not to immerse herself in those emotions.

Feng Sujin was very anxious inside, one turned over and laid on Jun Mohan.

"Mo Han."

Jun Mohan's thoughts were suddenly interrupted. He looked at the person lying on his body, faced her eyes, and touched her head. "Think?"

Feng Sujin didn't answer, took the initiative to put on his lips, reached out to pull Jun Mohan's pajamas, and his little hand touched his skin without rules. His body was very cold, like an ice cube at this moment, and Feng Sujin's hands were very hot, completely like the feeling of ice and fire.

Jun Mohan took a breath and grabbed Feng Sujin's small hand, "Don't worry, this is for you."

Said that Jun Mohan was mainly anti-visitor. One turned over, fixed Feng Sujin in her arms, put her hand into her clothes, and ignited like playing a piano.

"Hmm ... Ah ..." Feng Sujin uttered a coquettish sigh, feeling that her gentleman was becoming a master, and now her whole body is as numb as the electricity.

Jun Mohan watched Feng Sujin's reaction, bowed his head and sucked warmly in her ear, Qinliang said: "A Jin, really sensitive."

Speaking of which, Jun Mohan pulled her pyjamas with a firm hand, and her clothes were thrown to the ground.

Feng Sujin unconsciously pulled Jun Mohan's pajamas, looking at his open placket, his chest looming, with a **** confusion, it was a kind of extreme visual stimulation.

Feng Sujin couldn't help swallowing her throat, thinking of her initial thoughts, and working hard to respond to Jun Mohan with her enthusiasm.

Jun Mohan also had a whole body pain that was actively stimulated by Feng Sujin, and sighed in her ear, "It's a terrible fairy."

Jun Mohan pried open Feng Sujin's teeth, and her tongue slipped in. When she was intoxicated, she broke into her world.