Chapter 280

Feng Sujin is not honest when she sleeps. She likes to toss, especially after drinking and sleeping.

Jun Mohan gets up several times a night, each time can only sigh helplessly, hold Feng Sujin, cover the quilt for the two, and then sleep.

The next day, when Feng Sujin woke up, she felt some pain in her head and some discomfort in her whole body.

When Feng Sujin opened her eyes, she saw the people working at the bedside table. She was in a trance and said, "ink is cold."

Jun Mohan hears the voice and puts down the paper and pen, gets up and sits down beside the bed, touches Feng Sujin's head, "wake up, is there anything uncomfortable?"

"Where am I?"

Jun Mohan looks at Feng Sujin's confused appearance and flicks her head gently. "What happened last night, don't you remember?"

Feng Sujin just thought about the scene before she went to bed. Thinking about it, her face changed with it. Finally, she blushed to hate that she could not sleep again.

Although she was drunk, she still had some vague impression.

She looked at Jun Mohan again, saw his neck, his chest seemed to have left an ambiguous trace.

"Yesterday, yesterday, I......"

Feng Sujin stuttered and didn't know what to say. She put out her hand and thumped her head. "It hurts so much, some can't remember."

Jun Mohan straightens her hair for Feng Sujin and holds her hand. "I also know that it hurts. I don't know how to have a headache when I drink."

Feng Sujin thought of the reason for her drinking, and the corner of her mouth raised a bitter arc. Knowing that she had worried Jun Mohan, she bowed her head.

This kind of fengsujin, just like the children who made mistakes, Jun Mohan really doesn't know what to do with her.

Jun Mohan holds Feng Sujin's hand and asks softly, "do you know that drinking is wrong?"

Feng Sujin felt the cold and gentle tone of Jun Mo and hurriedly promised: "I promise not to drink next time."

Jun Mohan sighed, held her in his arms and patted her on the back. "If you know it's wrong, just get up and I'll take you home."

Feng Sujin washed it, then she woke up completely. Thinking of yesterday's events, she wished she could slap herself again.

Sitting in the car and going home, Feng Sujin peeps at Jun Mohan for several times, feeling that there is something wrong with her husband, who is too silent.

Feng Sujin sipped her lips and said, "ink cold, don't you go to work today?"

"Well, no more."

For a while, Feng Sujin couldn't find any more topics. When he got home, Jun Mohan handed Feng Sujin an object, pulled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

In any case, he was reluctant to starve his wife.

Feng Sujin was stunned. Then she opened the things in her hand. At first sight, it was the special video recorder she gave Zou Rudan.

Feng Sujin's face changed. She opened it and saw a few fuzzy scenes. Zou Rudan and Nalan Yunqing could see them, but she knew that they were the two people. Although there was no trace of ambiguity, they appeared in one lens and one room. With Xia simian's jealousy, they were enough to stimulate her.

Feng Sujin ran to the kitchen, as if thinking of something, and then gently pulled down Jun Mohan's shirt, "Mohan -"

Feng Sujin's tone was soft and tender, with the meaning of being coquettish.

Such a voice, let Jun Mo cold heart a soft, look a soft, turn around to see her, "what's the matter?"

"This, how is this made?"

She thought that Nalan Yunqing found everything and would not leave any traces. She didn't expect this. She didn't know how Jun Mohan got it.