Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife (The Empire's Mr. Jun Is Playing The Villai

Jun Mohan didn't nod or say anything, just walked slowly into the bedroom and handed the milk in his hand to Feng Sujin, "Drink a glass of milk before going to bed."

Feng Sujin took it, holding the cup in both hands, she could still feel the heat, she took a sip, the warm milk flowed into her stomach, and all her anger was eased at once.

At this moment, the bedroom was quiet, and she could smell the cold and dark fragrance on Jun Mohan's body, which was extraordinarily seductive and made her mouth feel dry.

Jun Mohan is simply the beauty of action, and people can't help but have other thoughts about him.

He doesn't have to do anything, he just sits next to you, and he has a soul-stirring aura.

Jun Mohan watched Feng Sujin finish drinking the milk, and said quietly, "Are you still angry?"

Feng Sujin shook her head, "Don't be angry anymore, it's not worth it for someone like that."

Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin with a half-smile but not a smile, "You, you know it's not worth it, you just got so angry."

Jun Mohan's tone carried a strong sense of connivance, which made Feng Sujin's heart skip a beat.

She always had a feeling that she seemed to be dreaming, such an excellent man, he was treating her well?

Feng Sujin lowered her head and sighed, "I'm just mad at myself. Was my eyes really bad before?"

Looking at her self-denial, Jun Mohan couldn't help comforting her: "It's not that it's not easy, you just didn't meet the right person. Sometimes all the experiences are actually for you to know more, Make you better and meet the right person."

When Feng Sujin heard these words of comfort, she suddenly laughed, "Mr. Jun, has anyone said enough that you are a philosopher?"

Jun Mohan shook his head helplessly and sighed, "It's a little girl who doesn't know what to do. I will only say such things to you patiently. I am worried that you are in a bad mood, but you are smiling here instead."

"Okay, okay, I'm not laughing, Mr. Jun is the right person."

In fact, Jun Mohan heard Feng Sujin's last sentence clearly and raised his eyebrows, "Am I a hundred times better than him?"

Feng Sujin nodded decisively, "Naturally!"

Jun Mohan's eyes softened, "My little wife, one day, I will let you stand in front of everyone in the most dazzling way, slap them in the face thoroughly, and let them know that they have misjudged you. ."

Feng Sujin's eyes lit up, and she suddenly looked forward to such a day, so she couldn't feel sorry for herself, but she had to be stronger and cheer up.

Because she still has a lot to do.

On the matter of traditional Chinese medicine that day, as well as the matter of the Feng family, anyone who hurt her, she would fight back and return it.

She had to tell others with her actions that Feng Sujin was not that easy to mess with.

And she also felt that Jun Mohan was not someone with a simple background. As his wife, she realized that she must be strong and work hard in order to be qualified to stand by his side better!

Even if it can't help, don't hold back.

The two briefly talked, and then Jun Mohan took out the two marriage certificates from his pocket.

"This is a marriage certificate. I was in a hurry when I left. Ye Xing didn't have time to give it to you after someone arranged it."

Feng Sujin looked at the marriage certificate in front of her, and felt a very strange feeling in her heart, her heartbeat was accelerating.

She took the marriage certificate carefully and gently and put it in her hand, feeling a heavy weight.

Jun Mohan looked at her tenderly, and encouraged: "Don't you open it and take a look?"

Feng Sujin opened it to see that it was their names, and there were photos of them both on it.