Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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Jun Mohan looked down at the little things that Ye Xing was holding, and the kitten the size of a palm was not like an ordinary cat. His brilliant eyes condensed into a deep dark light, and his thin lips lightly opened. Is this the thing? "

"Yes, obviously this is her last card."

Jun Mohan's eyes deepened, and he said lightly, "Keep studying."

"Yes!"

Then, Jun Mohan walked into the house where Cang Ling was detained. Cang Ling was surrounded by some torture tools, and she was hung and died.

Jun Mohan said directly: "Cang Ling, the first-level deceased of the ancient family Xiqiao family, even if you say nothing, I know your identity as well."

Cang Ling looked up in shock, widened her eyes, and couldn't believe the man in front of her. Who was he? Why the ability is so strong, refresh her understanding again and again.

Jun Mohan glanced over the dangerous cold mang, and said lazily and casually, "Do you think that the secrets of ancient families should not be discovered?"

"Who the **** are you? How did you know the Westhead family?"

Jun Mohan's thin lips lightly opened, cold charm and faint cold, "You are not qualified to know that it hurt my most important person. Neither you nor the Xiqiao family want to be alone!"

Cang Ling said arrogantly: "No matter how strong you are, you can't compete with the powerful Xiqiao family."

Jun Mohan's thin lips evoked a charming arc, and smiled, "It's really beyond my control! I keep you, just to draw your last card, that little animal, I will study it, it is useful, it is useless Then, it ’s cooked, and you live to the limit of my tolerance. "

Jun Mohan has sentenced Cang Ling to death.

Cang Ling's face twisted, her mouth made a strange sound, but no matter how loud the sound was, there was still no response or sound.

Cang Ling realized that the man in front of him might be really powerful, "You ... you ... I can't die. How did you know who I am? Don't you know the identity of the woman you saved? You let me go ,I tell you……"

"It doesn't matter who she is. She's just my wife. No one knows who she is when you die."

Cang Ling laughed suddenly, "You ... you think you can protect her, ha ..."

Jun Mohan glanced at Cang Ling and said to the people around him: "Do it!"

"Yes!"

Cang Ling was killed when Jun Mohan stepped out of the room door. Her eyes widened so hard that she couldn't believe it. The man was so indifferent that someone killed her.

She's not finished yet!

...

When Jun Mohan returned home, it was already over one o'clock in the morning.

When he entered the house, a small lamp in the gallery was still on, and his little wife was asleep on the sofa, holding the remote control in his hand, and the TV was on.

Jun Mohan looked at it and jumped down in pain. He walked over to squat gently, watching her tired sleeping face, and sighed.

This silly girl left a note for her, letting her sleep first, waiting here.

Jun Mohan gently took off the remote control in Feng Sujin's hand, turned off the TV, and gently picked her up, intending to return to the bedroom.

Feng Sujin felt the familiar atmosphere, he was waiting for Jun Mohan, and he didn't sleep very much, and he would wake up.

Feng Sujin rubbed her eyes, "Mo Han? Are you back?"

Jun Mohan bowed his head and kissed Feng Sujin's eyes, "Well, come back, fool, didn't you let you go to bed early?"

"I can't sleep alone, I want to wait for you."

Jun Mohan's heart seemed to be hit by this sentence. It was soft and incredible, and there was a warm current. "Good, sleep, I'm back."