Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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In a villa, Feng Sujin was so ashamed after crying, she looked at Jun Mohan embarrassedly.

Especially when he saw his shirt, his shoulders were soaked, his hands were on his legs, and he was pinching the skirt.

"Sorry, I just lost control."

After saying this, Feng Sujin bit her lower lip, feeling helpless and embarrassed. Instead, she took on a bit of pitiful taste.

"Otherwise, or if you take it off, I'll wash it for you."

Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin with such interest, and a smile passed over his eyes, "I don't need to cry now?"

Feng Sujin froze, but he did not expect to say such a word in a hurry.

She shook her head. "I made you a joke, and I will try to be strong in the future."

Jun Mohan shook his head and stood up, "You go to bed earlier, I'll take a bath."

Feng Sujin looked at the back of Jun Mohan's departure, and felt that he was so beautiful even walking.

She walked back to God and continued to look down at the marriage certificate. After looking at it for a while, she carefully closed it in the locker.

After lying on the big bed, she exhaled comfortably, covered her quilt, and closed her eyes to sleep when she suddenly realized a problem.

That is tonight, she may be sharing a bed with Jun Mohan.

Thinking of this, Feng Sujin was tense with breathing.

She was tense, lying properly, and didn't dare to move.

She opened her eyes wide, nervous, her whole body tense, maybe lying for a long time, really sleepy, her eyelids kept fighting, and she finally fell asleep.

Jun Mohan took a shower and went directly to the study.

By the end of the day, he was already late at night when he was busy with some things. When he returned to the bedroom, he found that the lights were still on, but his young wife was asleep.

Jun Mohan slowed down and walked over. He looked down at Feng Sujin.

Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, there was a trace of tears in the corner of her eyes, which was crying before, but not wiped clean.

Jun Mohan's eyes moved, and his slender finger was wiped clean by Feng Sujin.

Only when Jun Mohan touched Feng Sujin's smooth and delicate skin, his hand was slightly delayed, but he closed it back.

He went to bed from the other side, covered the quilt lightly, and gave Feng Sujin a quilt corner.

I don't know how long it took, Feng Sujin was in her sleep, feeling the heat around her, couldn't help leaning to the other side.

Jun Mohan sleeps very lightly and is very alert.

As soon as someone nearby approached, his body tightened alertly, his eyes opened suddenly, and a cold flash of light flashed.

But when he saw people close to him, he couldn't laugh or cry.

When Jun Mohan is really not used to sleeping, there are people around him.

But he also knows that this habit needs to be changed.

He paused for a while, still gently reaching out, and holding Feng Sujin in his arms, anyway, it was not the first time the two had shared the same bed.

The next day, when Feng Sujin woke up, no one was on the bed.

Feng Sujin glanced at the whole big bed, and she lay in a big character, occupying half of the bed.

Fortunately, the bed was big enough.

However, she was still puzzled. Did n’t Jun Mohan return to sleep last night? Why was she not impressed at all.

Last night she also had a sweet dream, dreaming of kicking a chicken leg.

When thinking of dreams, Feng Sujin felt hungry and quickly got up to prepare for breakfast.

When Feng Sujin finished washing and came to the living room on the first floor, Jun Mohan was wearing home clothes and sitting on the sofa watching the news. Don't have a taste.