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

Only then did Jun Mohan understand that Feng Sujin was worried about money.

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

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

Jun Mohan didn't like Feng Sujin's troubled appearance.

He turned and left, and after a while, he came back with a card.

He was afraid of disturbing Feng Sujin, so he knocked on the door.

Feng Sujin heard the voice, and when she saw it was Jun Mohan, she stood up in shock.

"Um, you... are you back?"

Jun Mohan walked in slowly, only to see Feng Sujin's face.

A sharp light flashed in his charming eyes, and he asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with the face?"

Jun Mohan's hand gently touched Feng Sujin's face, his delicate eyes were frowning, and there was deep worry and distress in them.

Feng Sujin pretended to be relaxed and said, "I went out today and accidentally bumped into it."

Jun Mohan's eyes shed a misty light, "A Jin, look into my eyes."

Feng Sujin glanced around, not daring to look at Jun Mohan like this.

He is still charming and unparalleled in elegance, but she always felt that Jun Mohan's momentum at this time was astonishing, and he seemed to be suppressing anger.

Jun Mohan said in a low voice, "A Jin, you are lying. If you are lying, don't dare to look me in the eyes."

Feng Sujin lowered her head and said in a muffled voice, "I...I'm fine...Really, it's just that my face is a little bruised."

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

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

Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin's silence, which made his heart rush, and he couldn't express his anger.

With one hand, he wrapped Feng Sujin's waist, the other hand clasped the back of Feng Sujin's head, and kissed him directly.

This kiss was very domineering, like a violent storm, sweeping all Feng Sujin's breath.

Feng Sujin's misty eyes widened, and she gradually sank in this kiss.

Jun Mohan always has the ability to make her not like himself, and her body softened in an instant, only to feel that her throat is dry and thirsty.

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

Feng Sujin's eyes were still misty, and there was a mist at this time.

Jun Mohan took a deep breath and stroked her lips with his fingers, "A Jin, do you want to look at me like this?"

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

But Jun Mohan hugged her very tightly, and stretched out one hand to her clothes button, "Ajin, if you don't tell me, I will always have a way for you to tell me."

Feng Sujin looked down and saw that two of her clothes buttons were undone, and hurriedly said, "I said, okay?"

Feng Sujin's voice was soft and soft, as if she was coquettish, making Jun Mohan's eyes flash with a soft light.

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

Only then did Feng Sujin briefly tell Jun Mohan what happened during the day.

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

It was found that Jun Mohan's face was slightly condensed, his eyes were filled with cold mist, and the light was on and off, "Liu Shiya dares to treat you like this!"

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

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

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

Feng Sujin almost choked on coughing, is that still called light? How can it be called heavy?