Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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The blood color in Jun Mohan's eyes was getting stronger and thicker, and there were rolling waves, some emotions vented like a flood and could no longer be hidden.

Those bone-thin thoughts suppressed by him, not only did not diminish when they saw the beloved, but they became stronger.

Every word she had just made him distressed and incomparable.

Jun Mohan couldn't wait to get close to Feng Sujin, but because of that sharp grief and thoughts, his steps seemed to be filled with lead.

Feng Sujin's heart flustered involuntarily, "Who, who is there?"

Jun Mohan walked slowly and carefully to Feng Sujin's side, looking at the tear marks in the corner of her eyes, as if her heart was burned.

He was the last to see Su Jin cry, and when she cried, his heart would ache.

Feng Sujin smelled the faint scent in the air, which was the smell of her miss.

"Yes ... is Mo Han?"

For a long time, no one answered, Feng Sujin sadly squeezed out a smile, and murmured to himself: "It's me again, how could it be him, how could he be here."

Jun Mohan's heart trembled a few more times. He squatted down, hugged Feng Sujin gently, and sighed, "It's me, I'm here."

Jun Mohan's voice was very light and soft, with deep distress.

The moment Feng Sujin was hugged, her body became stiff. She could hardly believe what she felt or what she heard in her ears.

Jun Mohan gently stroked Feng Sujin's hair, kissed her eyes with a distressed kiss, and kissed the tears in the corner of her eyes, "A Jin, it's me, don't be afraid not to cry, I'm here."

The moment he embraced Feng Sujin, Jun Mohan had a feeling of missing heart.

Feng Sujin's heart missed a beat, and she panicked to hide herself, "No ... I ..."

She didn't know what to say, she only pushed Jun Mohan hard.

But her strength couldn't compare with Jun Mohan. Jun Mohan managed to find her. How could she allow her to push herself away, and how could she allow her to leave her sight again.

"You go, you go ..."

"Ajin, don't be afraid, your eyes will be fine. I'll take you home and return to our home."

Feng Sujin shook her head, "I won't go back, I don't want you to take care of me, I ... I ..."

She was afraid of dragging Jun Mohan by herself. She would never leave him before, but she would give up even if her heart hurts.

Jun Mohan pressed Feng Sujin tightly on his heart, "A Jin, you are my wife and my lover. If you leave, my heart will die. Why can't you see me so cruelly? Tortured me so cruelly! "

"I didn't, how could I be willing to torture you."

"But you do n’t come back, do n’t let me know where you are, do n’t let me see you, this is not torture me, A Jin, you are so cruel and cruel, but what can you do if you do n’t see me again cruelly, I still Can't let you go, I can only come to you and see you. "

Listening to the pain in Jun Mohan's words, Feng Sujin's heart was soft, sore and painful, "I can't bear to worry you, I look like this ..."

Jun Mohan bowed his head and kissed Feng Sujin's lips, and kissed her hard, not wanting to hear rejection from her mouth anymore.

"Ajin, I'm here to take you home. If you say anything else that makes me unhappy, I'll kiss until you can't say these words, or tie you around me, love you and can't get out of bed. "

Feng Sujin's heart stunned, and she dared not say anything, she could only rest in Jun Mohan's arms, her mouth gasping.

Her body and her heart missed him so much. A kiss from him made her intoxicated. Her brain was banging and her brain was short-circuited.