Chapter 1727

The pain of that night seemed to rush into his mind.

Jun Mo feels cold, and all he sees is blood and fire.

That red is the red of blood and the red of fire

He felt himself in the fire, burning.

Jun Mo's cold heart suddenly fell into the feeling of pain.

But even so, he is also focused on the mood of Feng Sujin.

He saw that Feng Sujin was not right. He quickly took off his headset and went to the detention room.

He is worried about Feng Sujin's condition now.

Feng Sujin fiercely pinches Nalan Caibo, and really wants to strangle her.

It's her. She makes Jun Mohan so miserable. She wants to kill Nalan Caibo.

Feng Sujin imagines the pain of Jun Mo's cold, and tears appear in her eyes.

How can I be so cruel to Jun Mohan? He's only a few years old!

Did he see that when he was only a few years old?

How did he bear it? How did he grow up? He grew up in the environment like the capital, and then he had to face his enemies!

How does he keep calm?

Feng Sujin thinks she doesn't have such good concentration. She can't do it. She can't do it.

Her head is in a mess now.

She can't imagine how Jun Mohan could face her with such a painful heart if she was really the daughter waiting for Liwen.

How much should he love her, but what kind of suffering should he suffer?

Feng Sujin felt that at this moment, she was too painful to breathe and would suffocate.

She felt she was going mad.

At this moment, she really had the idea of killing herself.

Waiting to leave the mark?

If Hou lichen is really her father, she can't give up the blood relationship, she will dry the blood.

She can kill herself like this.

Feng Sujin is numb because of her pain.

"Touch!"

At that time, Jun Mohan knocked the door open.

He pulled Feng Sujin forward.

But Feng Sujin's hand is very tight, holding Nalan Caibo.

Nalan Caibo's face was purple and purple, and he was almost strangled.

Jun Mohan looks at such a fengsujin and is very distressed. "Ah Jin, ah Jin, don't be like this, don't be like this, ah Jin, think about me, think about me..."

Jun Mo's cold voice pours into Feng Sujin's ear. Feng Sujin slowly turns around and sees him. His body suddenly empties out and he is powerless and soft.

Jun Mohan hugs Feng Sujin and pats her on the back. "Darling, darling, it's OK. It's OK. Don't be affected by other people's words, eh?"

Feng Sujin's eyes were full of tears.

She took a deep breath and sobbed, "Mohan, how old were you then? How painful are you? They all deserve to die. Kill them, and I want to kill myself."

"You are not the daughter waiting to leave the mark, no, you remember, you are not."

"Blood Consanguinity... "

"Your father is far away from the wind, no one is, and now there is no evidence. Don't think about it."

Feng Sujin blinked her eyes with tears, "that What about the evidence? How do you face me, how do you face me... "

Feng Sujin now wants to kill her own heart.

She loves Jun Mohan. She can use a knife for her own sake.

"There is evidence that you are my lover and my wife."

"Mo Han, how can you be so good!"

Saying this sentence, Feng Sujin reaches out her hand and presses it on Jun Mo's cold heart, "how can you bring me warmth after all the pain you have suffered here! I haven't loved you better yet. "

Feng Sujin thought about the warmth and care that Jun Mohan gave her before. She felt sour and astringent in her heart.