Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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Feng Sujin blinked, as if thinking of something, hugging Jun Mohan's waist, looking up at him, and asked coquettishly: "Mo Han ~ tell me, you met me for the first time at the gate of Imperial Palace, How does it feel? "

Jun Mohan looked down at Feng Sujin and looked at her cute and coquettish look. The softest part of his heart was poked, and he pinched her cheek lovingly, "Want to know?"

Feng Sujin nodded, "Well, I want to know."

Jun Mohan smiled with a raised eyebrow, with a sullen look, "Okay, I'll tell you later."

Talking, Jun Mohan's hand touched Feng Sujin's back and pulled down the invisible zipper of her skirt.

Feng Sujin was still completely cyanotic, and when her back was cold, her body trembled before realizing what was happening.

The skin on her back felt the coolness of Jun Mohan's palms, like an electric shock, soft and numb, her eyes looked at Jun Mohan with water mist. "Good, don't look at me like this, don't you want to know the answer? I'll tell you in a moment, now I miss you, eh?"

Jun Mohan's voice is low and mellow.

A revolving tone made Feng Sujin's heart tremble, and she naturally understood what Jun Mohan meant.

Feng Sujin was panted by Jun Mohan, "Mo Han, no ... don't ... this is the study ... it's not dark ..."

Jun Mohan kissed Feng Sujin's ear softly, her breath lingering around her most sensitive place, and her fingers struck a current on her skin.

Jun Mohan contained Feng Sujin's earlobe, and said dumbly, "Today you call me and make me think you can't stand it. You are responsible to me, and we were in the study before. You forgot to stay. Will I help you remember. "

Feng Sujin leaned weakly on Jun Mohan's body, no matter whether he was physically or mentally or breathless, he was speechless and his face seemed to be stained with rouge.

When Jun Mohan was in the mist in Feng Sujin's clouds, she ripped off her clothes and skirt, and let her sit on her lap ...

When the two were frank with each other, Jun Mohan tried to make him and Feng Sujin completely integrated ...

Feng Sujin's tender voice was kissed by Jun Mohan.

Such a feeling, and this true relationship, can make Jun Mohan understand the love.

After hanging up the phone today, he has been thinking about her, and he loved her so that he was at ease.

But Jun Mohan didn't move. He patiently coaxed Feng Sujin's ears and said, "Ajin, you also think, right? Tell me, do you love me? Do you want me to love you?"

Feng Sujin's face was all red. Every time her husband loved her, she would always say something like this to slap her, making her heart beat involuntarily several times.

No matter how she cultivates, she can't cultivate at the level of her family gentleman. Why can he say such ridiculous words in such a serious and affectionate way.

Feng Sujin could not help but pant and said, "Well ... you ... you move ..."

He just tortured her intentionally.

"Good, answer me."

Feng Sujin's eyes were so wet that she wanted to cry, "Why do you say so much?"

Jun Mohan is a man with strong self-control and endurance. He endured the tide of his body and said lowly, "Do you love me?"

Feng Sujin gently tapped Jun Mohan's chest with a weak hand, "How could it not be loved."

Jun Mohan touched Feng Sujin's hair, "But I still want to hear your own answer, love or not, tell me."