Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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The magnificent carved gate, with ancient signs, is lined with soldiers walking around the streets and patrolling.

The soldiers saw Jun Mohan's car and immediately stopped patrolling. They were trained to stand in two rows, saluting Jun Mohan's car.

Before the door was reached, the door opened slowly, and all the servants stood on both sides of the door, and everyone bowed respectfully, "Welcome to Master, Madam!"

Feng Sujin looked dizzy when he looked at all this.

How does it feel more exaggerated than the ancient court?

It's a different time now, and it's shocking to see such an exaggerated manor area.

Before she came to the Jun family, she followed Jun Mohan from the tunnel and entered the secret room. It can be said that the specifics of the Jun family were unknown to Feng Sujin.

Such a manor is too big to look at at a glance. The buildings inside are delicate, fountain sculptures, and various gardening areas ...

Even the car took about ten minutes to get under the main villa.

Jun Mohan stopped and got out of the car, Feng Sujin hadn't recovered.

Jun Mohan got out of the car, then bypassed the front of the car, opened the door, and whispered to Feng Sujin, who was still sitting there, "Ajin, get off."

Said, Jun Mohan shook his head helplessly, bent over to unwind Feng Sujin, and then welcomed her down.

Feng Sujin looked at Jun Mohan strangely, and he didn't tell her what the Jun family was like.

I did not expect the Jun family to be so big.

Jun Mohan knew the meaning of Feng Sujin's eyes, and he kissed her forehead gently, "Good."

One word, let Feng Sujin quickly pack her emotions.

Jun Mohan took her into the villa.

Sitting in the living room, Jun Zhengqi, no one else.

Tea is placed on the coffee table.

Feng Sujin said respectfully: "Dad!"

"Well, okay, just go home, get tired, come and sit and drink tea."

Jun Mohan took Feng Sujin to walk over, and then put down the prepared gift, "Dad, this is Su Jin for you."

Feng Sujin blinked, and he thought about the gift, so no wonder she didn't have to prepare anything!

But there was no real preparation and some guilty conscience.

Fortunately, she had already been prepared. Feng Sujin took a cross-stitch from her small bag. "Dad, those are gifts. This is my own preparation. Songhe extended picture, but I haven't mounted it yet, look back. One can frame it. "

Jun Zhengqi took a look at the cross-stitch in Feng Sujin's hands, his eyes were bright, and he was very happy, "Child, you really have a heart."

Jun Mohan looked at the cross-stitch, and his expression changed slightly. When he looked at Feng Sujin, his eyes were even deeper. He never knew when his wife carried this on his back.

This kind of thing takes time and eyes, thinking of her hard preparations, he felt a distress.

Feng Sujin was afraid of Jun Mohan's unhappiness, and he dared not look at his eyes.

Jun Zhengqi was very happy all afternoon, and said a lot to the two of them, "Su Jin, you are a good child. There are many people in our family. You do n’t need to bother. In the future, you and Mo Han will be yours. No one can replace it. Those people still want to come to see you one by one, and I have been sent back. When they look back, they see you. You do n’t want to see it. Just push for a reason. "

"Dad, I understand."

"Ok."

The three had a reunion dinner in the evening, and Jun Mohan took Feng Sujin to live in the large three-storey villa in the east.

Feng Sujin took a bath and looked at her mobile phone in the bed. After Jun Mohan took a shower, she could feel that the temperature in the air had suddenly dropped.