Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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Feng Sujin seemed to realize something, and quickly grabbed Jun Mohan's sleeve. "Mr. Jun, let's not kill anyone. She is an international star, after all, rest assured, I have her recording in my hand, she is temporarily I dare not do anything.

Some things still take their time and can't be rushed. "

She also wanted to do something to Liu Shiya, but she couldn't trap herself when doing something.

At that moment, she felt that Jun Mohan wanted to kill Liu Shiya.

She didn't want Mr. Jun to dirty her hands for her.

Liu Shiya is not worthy of her Mr. Jun, she will solve it by herself.

Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin's look and didn't speak.

Feng Sujin reached out and hugged Jun Mohan gently, and said slightly awkwardly, "Don't be angry, okay? I won't let myself be ill next time. I bought you a tie and spent my own money. Disgusting, okay? "

Feng Sujin actually does not coquettish, no one has taught her, and no one has given her the right to coquettish.

But she knows when watching TV. It seems that coquetry can make a man angry?

Sure enough, the cold air of Jun Mohan was put away.

He sighed and patted Feng Sujin's back helplessly, "Okay, let me do it this time."

Feng Sujin ran out of Jun Mohan's arms happily. He took a tie and showed it to Jun Mohan. "Look at it, is it appropriate, do you like it?"

Feng Sujin's look was like offering a treasure.

She didn't know that every dress on Jun Mohan's body, including his tie, had at least five digits, or it was made to order and couldn't be measured by price. But this over 3,000 tie in front of him made Jun Mohan look particularly comfortable and comfortable.

Seems better than his ties.

"Well, that's great."

"Just like it."

Jun Mohan's expression softened, his eyes were warm and watery, and he looked at Feng Sujin's expression with pampering and pampering.

Feng Sujin faced such an eye wave, and her heart seemed drunk.

Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin's child and smiled. For a moment, as if winter to spring, there were bright flowers in full bloom.

Feng Sujin almost looked dumb.

Jun Mohan placed the card in his hand, Feng Sujin, and said enthusiastically, "Don't worry about money in the future. This is my secondary card, connected to the main card. There is currently no limit. Buy what you want."

Feng Sujin shook her head. "I can't ask for your card. I can save a lot by eating and living here. I will make my own money and cannot spend your money."

Jun Mohan narrowed his smile and raised an eyebrow. "Why not spend my money? Whose?"

"Mine."

Jun Mohan shook his head, and flicked Feng Sujin's forehead, "Don't it make you realize? You are my wife, remember your identity, you spend my use of mine, live mine, It's all right, mine is yours too, understand? "

Feng Sujin nodded, Jun Mohan's gentleness and domineering, always moved her warm.

"Well, put away the card, I will supervise you, if I do n’t spend it, I will punish you in other ways, understand?"

Feng Sujin looked at Jun Mohan, his gaze was on his clothes button, she blushed and realized what it was.

She hurriedly said, "I will spend your money."

Big time, just buy him more gifts.

"What kind of clothes, bags and accessories do you like in the future? Buy whatever you want. My wife can't bear a trace of grievance."

"it is good."

Feng Sujin couldn't help hugging Jun Mohan and kissed him on the cheek.

Her heart was so warm, not for money or anything else, just because he valued her so much.