Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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Feng Sujin didn't sleep much all night, so she kept guarding Jun Mohan.

She rested her head at his heart, listening to his powerful heartbeat, and felt relieved.

When Jun Mohan woke up, it was the next morning. There was a flash of fascination under his eyes, with the power of capturing souls, but it was fleeting.

After his eyes returned to normal, he looked at the person in his arms with a shock.

Thinking of things before falling asleep, Jun Mohan's undisturbed eyes rolled into a stormy sea, and some emotions and emotions seemed to burst out for a while.

Jun Mohan closed his eyes and covered his eyes. When he opened them again, he was calm.

He looked at the man lying in his arms, his heart was drunk, his gaze and deep affection, and distress.

Let her suffer with her.

All he could do was to protect her as much as possible. He didn't know how the two survived, but obviously his young wife must be strong.

She leaned on him, her back was exposed, and the quilt dropped a piece, revealing a part of her back, with a cowardly style, so that Jun Mohan's mind and spirit followed.

He reached out his hand, lovingly touching Feng Sujin's hair and touching her back, only to find that Feng Sujin's body was a little cold.

Jun Mohan trembled his hands, quickly got up and took Feng Sujin's body and pulled her away, "Ajin, Ajin, wake up, wake up ..."

Jun Mohan's intoxicating eyes were filled with panic.

Feng Sujin woke up staggered, rubbed his eyes, saw Jun Mohan, and muttered, "Mo Han?"

Seeing her waking up, Jun Mohan breathed a sigh of relief, "Silly girl, I'm cold, how can you lean on me to sleep."

Feng Sujin then returned to his mind, looking at Jun Mohan in surprise, and hugged him, "Mo Han, you are awake, it's so good, I'm so worried, looking at you cold, I want to warm you."

Listening to these words, Jun Mohan touched his heart so badly that he felt a little painful, and he sighed, "You know, you almost froze!"

"I'm not afraid. I'm frozen with you when I'm with you."

Feng Sujin's indifferent appearance made Jun Mohan helpless and painful, and the hands holding Feng Sujin's shoulders were tightening.

His eyes were very deep, with a trace of blood red, and there was a deep pain in his eyes. He just looked at Feng Sujin and locked her eyes.

Feng Sujin was frightened by such eyes, "Mo ... Mo Han, why ... what?"

Jun Mohan's eyes poured down as if there was a flood. Such deep power swept Feng Sujin's whole body. She opened her mouth and didn't know what to say.

Jun Mohan was heartbroken, but he was also reluctant to do anything to Feng Sujin. He took a deep breath, held Feng Sujin's hand and pressed it at the position of his heart. "Here, do you feel it?"

Feng Sujin is unclear, but the heartbeat at the palm of the hand is so strong that it passes through the palm to her heart, so that her heart also beats violently, and the heartbeat is very fast. Feeling out of my heart.

Feng Sujin looked at Jun Mohan's eyes, where there was a deep swirl, weeping blood like China, with a charming light.

Feng Sujin couldn't help licking her dry lips. "I, I feel my heartbeat."

Jun Mohan said hoarsely: "Do you know that it hurts here?"

Feng Sujin listened to such a voice. In this case, her heart trembled, and the sea of ​​hearts was filled with turbulent ripples. She shook her head ignorantly and asked without thinking: "Why does it hurt?"