Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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Jun Mohan finished speaking, looking at Feng Sujin's touching earlobe, with red and bright colors, his heart moved, his head sucking.

This is Feng Sujin's sensitive place, which is contained by Jun Mohan. She can't bear the sound of cooing and can't help leaning on Jun Mohan's body.

"Well ... Mo Han ..."

The two were facing each other frankly. As soon as Feng Sujin twisted, two pieces of broken snow rubbed Jun Mohan's chest.

That soft arc and elasticity made Jun Mohan's eyes darker and darker, and his breathing was a bit heavy.

"be good."

After experiencing the extreme cold of his body, he will craving for some hotness.

Especially the beloved ones are in their arms, Jun Mohan's pride in self-control has to be defeated.

If it weren't for the right occasion, he would really want her.

But not now.

He restrained himself with a lot of self-control. He kissed Feng Sujin's cheek, neck, and patted her back to calm her breath.

"Ajin, are you okay?"

A fire was burning in Feng Sujin's body, especially the scorching in Jun Mohan's body, which was so obvious that she couldn't take it under her.

She looked at Jun Mohan's eyes, hugged his neck, gasped, learned from him in his ear, and bit his earlobe, and said, "My husband, I finally understand, stop halfway, really Will hurt the body. "

The dark light under Jun Mohan's eyes flickered, and he tilted his head and kissed her lips, patted her hips with compassion and comfort, "Hey, I'll give you back home, it's not suitable here."

Feng Sujin nodded, "I know."

Moreover, when Jun Mohan just woke up, she couldn't bear to tired him and toss him, but sometimes the two approached each other and some emotions could not help but.

The two packed up and dressed, and Feng Sujin told him something after he was unconscious.

Jun Mohan thought for a while and said, "Let's go home first."

Feng Sujin looked at Jun Mohan with a little worry, "As soon as you wake up, shall we go back?"

Jun Mohan touched Feng Sujin's hair, "The cold air is gone, it's okay."

As long as it is not a chill attack, any injuries are minor injuries to Jun Mohan, which will not affect his actions and his decisions.

Last night, if the cold burst suddenly and rigidified his body, he would not fall into a coma, but just worked his little wife hard.

She always gives him a lot of surprises to make him not love.

Feng Sujin took Jun Mohan a cup of warm water, let him drink it, and then said, "Mo Han, the person who was assassinated the night before was a member of the underground gang of Beiquan City. I did not let the Lu family disclose the news that we were still alive. I think that what you have done will surely be passed on to the ears of the citizens, and the people behind the instructions will be very arrogant. I think it will mess up Beiquan City, and you go back to clean up and deter everyone. "

When Feng Sujin finished speaking, she blinked and looked at Jun Mohan. This was just the thought in her heart. I don't know if Mo Han would agree.

Jun Mohan's eyes softened, and he gently wiped windy Jin Jin's nose. "A Jin, very angry, do you want to teach the people behind deterrence?"

Feng Sujin looked at Jun Mohan's chest full of contentment, calmly, his eyes flashed, "Mo Han, do you know who made this?"

Jun Mohan's eyes flashed away, "Some people jumped off the wall and shot me for their families. I just didn't expect them to be so unscrupulous. It was my intention."

Jun Mohan's voice sighed with sigh, and even a little worried, he didn't care about anything else, but his little wife was suffering and followed.

"A Jin, that night I was involved in you."