Chapter 78

Feel the feeling of pity in the voice of Jun Mo cold, the heart of Feng Sujin has a little ripple, the heart lake seems to be a little restless.

In fact, through life and death, they get along more harmoniously.

In fact, Feng Sujin can't tell, which is mixed with what feelings.

She thought, maybe as Jun Mohan said before, it's better to let it go.

Since they came back, they began to sleep together at night.

Of course, I used to sleep in the same bed.

But at that time, when Jun Mohan went to bed, she fell asleep and did not know. When she woke up the next day, she did not see Jun Mohan's figure, so she was not embarrassed.

But now, his body injury is not completely good. He needs to rest early.

So every time Feng Sujin takes a bath, washes and dawdles, and then goes to bed, Jun Mohan still doesn't sleep.

Jun Mohan is sitting by the bed reading the newspaper. His side face is delicate and charming.

When he is serious, it seems that he doesn't eat fireworks, which is mysterious.

Feng Sujin is a little restrained. She would rather wash it out when Jun Mohan is asleep.

Obviously, no matter how late she dawdles, Jun Mohan will not sleep in advance.

It seems to hear the voice, Jun Mohan takes his eyes away from the newspaper, sees Feng Sujin, looks at her softly, "washed?"

Feng Sujin nodded. After nodding her head, she realized how ambiguous this sentence felt.

For a moment, her face was burning.

Jun Mohan didn't know what was going on in Feng Sujin's mind. He put his eyes on her hair and said, "why didn't you blow her hair today?"

Feng Sujin pulled her wet hair, "well, I heard that hair is naturally dry and good for hair quality. I'll sleep when it's dry. You go to sleep first."

After saying that, Feng Sujin hated not to bite off her tongue. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at Jun Mo's cold face.

Jun Mo's cold, picturesque brow and heart, smiling at Feng Sujin, flashed a glamorous light in his eyes, not arguing about his emotions.

Feng Sujin is looked at like this by Jun Mohan, and her heart is beating drums and dancing.

"I I... "

Jun Mohan gets up and walks slowly to Feng Sujin.

That every move is dignified and elegant, but somehow, Feng Sujin always feels that the footsteps have a strong domineering.

Jun Mohan stands in front of Feng Sujin, one head taller than her, just looking at her.

After watching for a while, Jun Mo took a step forward slowly, and Feng Sujin had to take a step back.

Jun Mohan's forced breath is very heavy, until Feng Sujin pushes it to the wall root, and it can't be retreated. She stretches out her small hand and puts it on Jun Mohan's shirt with shaking hands.

I don't know why, under the cold and strong breath of Jun Mo, her heart was pounding, as if all of them were going to jump out of her heart.

Jun Mohan copied one hand in his pocket and put one hand on the wall beside Feng Sujin.

He slightly lowered his body, close to the ear of fengsujin, light containing the earlobes of fengsujin.

A current like tremor rushed into Feng Sujin's whole body Ah... "

Feng Sujin's toes were curled up, and she could not help exclaiming.

Jun Mohan is obviously satisfied with Feng Sujin's response, "a Jin, if I want you, do you think I can avoid it?"

Jun Mo's cold voice is deep, clear and moist, with magnetism, and the wind, vegetable and Jin's heart is sharp and trembling.

Such gentleman, momentum is all open, Feng Su Jin simply can't stand it.

"No Not... You're hurt. You can't Can't touch your wound. "

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