Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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Only then did Jun Mohan understand that Feng Sujin was troubled by money.

Jun Mohan didn't understand this kind of trouble, because he grew up with a gold spoon and he didn't worry about money.

It's just that he has heavier responsibilities, and his life experience is more complicated.

Jun Mohan doesn't like Feng Sujin's troubled look.

He turned and left, and after a while, took a card back.

Afraid of disturbing Feng Sujin, he knocked at the door.

Feng Sujin heard the sound, and when he saw it was Jun Mohan, a spirit stood up.

"Well, you ... are you back?"

Jun Mohan walked in slowly, and then saw Feng Sujin's face.

There was a flash of light in his charm eyes, and his voice asked in a deep voice: "What's the matter with the face?"

Jun Mohan's hand gently touched Feng Sujin's face, his exquisite eyes squinted, which contained deep worries and distress.

Feng Sujin pretended to be relaxed and said, "Just go out today and accidentally bump into it."

Jun Mohan's eyes oozed a faint mist, "A Jin, look into my eyes."

Feng Sujin's eyes were confused and he was afraid to look at Jun Mohan like this.

He is still charming and glorious, but she always feels that Jun Mohan's momentum is amazing at this time, and seems to be angry.

Jun Mohan whispered: "A Jin, you are lying. If you lie, you dare not look into my eyes."

Feng Sujin bowed her head and muffled, "I ... I'm fine ... really, my face is a little bruised."

Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin like a child who made a mistake and sighed: "Ajin, don't you worry about me?"

She just didn't want to worry him, so she didn't want to say anything.

Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin not to speak, which made his heart simmer, and he couldn't anger.

He grabbed Feng Sujin's waist with one hand, and clasped the back of Feng Sujin's head with the other, and kissed directly.

The kiss was overbearing, like a storm, sweeping all breath of Feng Sujin.

Feng Sujin's eyes widened and lost in this kiss.

Jun Mohan always has the ability to make her look like herself, and her body softens in an instant, but she feels that her throat is thirsty.

When Feng Sujin was panting, Jun Mohan let go of her.

Feng Sujin's eyes were still bewildered, at this time with water mist.

Jun Mohan took a deep breath and stroked her lips with her fingers. "Ajin, do you want to see me like this?"

Feng Sujin's face turned red, and she began to push Jun Mohan.

But Jun Mohan hugged her tightly and reached out her hand to her button. "Ajin, if you don't say it, I can always tell you."

Feng Sujin looked down at her clothes button being unbuttoned, and hurriedly said, "I said, would I say OK?"

Feng Sujin's voice was soft and soft, as if coquettish, let Jun Mohan's eyes flash through the soft light.

He gently touched her hair. "You say, I listen."

Feng Sujin simply told Jun Mohan what was happening during the day.

After speaking, Feng Sujin carefully observed Jun Mohan's look.

It was found that Jun Mohan's face was slightly condensed, his eyes were filled with cold fog, and the light was dim, but "Shi Shiya dare to treat you like this!"

Jun Mohan's voice was very light and soft, but Feng Sujin just felt that he was dangerous at this time.

"I'm fine. I hit her too. If she still cares about her image, she probably won't be able to go out in ten days."

Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin deeply, and sighed, "You are still soft-hearted, and a bit light at the start."

Feng Sujin was almost coughing and coughing, is it still light? How can you weigh it?