Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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The sigh of missing miss Jun Mohan made Feng Sujin's heart tremble. She missed him too. Without him, she couldn't sleep at midnight.

Feng Sujin wanted to say that I miss you too, but the lips moved and pressed down, and it was better to say this miss when he came back than on the phone.

After the call was hung up, Feng Sujin felt the beating of her heart when she held her cell phone. She really missed her husband.

The habit is actually a terrible thing. She used to fall asleep in his arms at night. Recently, he went down to check. Sometimes it ’s a common thing that she does n’t come back for two or three days. Every night, she misses him and misses that. embrace.

Feng Sujin thought, taking a deep breath, this is not the time to think about these.

She quickly returned to the ward and saw her father sitting by the bed, seemingly waiting for her quietly.

"Dad, I ..."

Feng Sujin didn't know how to explain her martial arts to her father.

Before she could say anything, the wind interrupted her and sighed, "My daughter has grown up and is now so good."

Feng Sujin looked at his father's look, his eyes widened, "Dad, can you accept that I can martial arts?"

The wind also nodded kindly and sighed, "In the past, it was not good for my father. I always wanted to make you feel safe. Now I feel that in this world, only the stronger and stronger can protect ourselves. , Dad hopes that my daughter can protect herself, I hope you become stronger, as for martial arts ... "

Speaking of which, the wind stopped, and his eyes reminisced and missed, "Jin Er, do you remember the flying dance that your mother gave you when you were young?"

Feng Sujin heard her father's words and thought of the past.

At that time, she was about ten years old. Her mother taught her to practice dancing, saying that flying dance is the most beautiful. She has to practice all kinds of basic skills, squatting, standing upside down, rotating ...

At that time, there was a tree in the yard of the house. When the flowers fell in spring, she took the flowers and practiced flying dances. The whole yard was petals. It was so good and beautiful at that time, and their family was happy.

Feng Yiyue and Feng Sujin both missed their home at the same time. After a while, Feng Yiyue interrupted the memory. "Jin Er, in fact, it is a set of exercises that is suitable for you to use silver needles as weapons to protect yourself."

Feng Sujin listened to her father's words and opened her eyes in disbelief. "Dad, you said, you said it was a set of exercises? It wasn't dance? This ... how is this possible?"

The wind also sighed and said, "In the past, my father was not good. Your mother taught you martial arts. I always think that girls ca n’t beat and kill ordinary people. My father does n’t agree. I thought I could protect you. And sister, but did not expect ... "

Feng Yiyue said, and she was a little apologetic. If she told her daughter earlier, she would have less hardship.

Feng Sujin's head buzzed. She remembered many things taught by her mother when she was young, and now it is useful to think about it. The mother taught her how to distinguish the natural environment, how to live in the wild, teach her astronomy and geography, and Have you played with mud and walls in the yard, interacted with birds, etc. Even dance is a practice?

She thought for a while, her face changed, "Dad, what exactly is mom?"

She remembered that when she fought with Mrs. Feng, Mrs. Feng said that the assassination was related to her mother. The mother's identity was unknown, and she said that it was related to her father.

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