Chapter 1743: Think about it in a while?

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Did you kill Nalan Yunqing?
Feng Sujin's face changed and she shook her head. "I don't know."
She didn't think about it.
Nalan Jianfang tried hard to whiten his son, but Feng Sujin was very strong. She had her own judgment. Nalan Jianfang said that nothing would be of use to her.
And Nalan Yunqing's four words are more strange to her now than strangers.
After Nalan Jianfang left, Feng Sujin came down from the study and came to the kitchen. When he saw Jun Mohan, he stepped forward and hugged his waist from behind.
Jun Mohan patted Pao Sujin's hand calmly, "Did you finish?"
Feng Sujin didn't speak.
Jun Mohan was a little worried about Feng Sujin, turned off the fire in the pot, then turned to look at Feng Sujin, raised her head, "What's wrong?"
Looking at Feng Sujin like this, Jun Mohan's eyes condensed his murderous power against Nalan Jianfang.
Feng Sujin felt the cold air coming out of Jun Mohan, stomped his toes and kissed the corner of his lips, "I just miss you."
Jun Mohan gave a gentle smile, bowed his head, and put his forehead and Feng Sujin's forehead on top of each other, and locked her eyes deeply.
"Well, I miss it."
Speaking of which, Feng Sujin, like the little girl, pointed to her heart.
There is a lot of thoughts there, and she will feel uncomfortable if she doesn't see her for a while.
Because she would always realize that no one is better than her husband.
His love and care for her always made her feel warm.
Listening to Feng Sujin's words, Jun Mohan touched her heart, hugged her waist, clasped her back, and kissed deeply.
Feng Sujin shuddered all over her body, and she felt that her head was about to explode.
She had a longing in her heart, thinking ...
She couldn't help unbuttoning Jun Mohan's shirt.
The dark light in Jun Mohan's eyes was surging, but he grabbed Feng Sujin's fingers and said, "Be good, eat later."
Jun Mohan held Feng Sujin's hand vigorously, buried her head in her neck, and breathed deeply into her body.
He is trying to restrain himself.
Feng Sujin leaned on Jun Mohan's arms and calmed his breath and emotion.
She just couldn't help but approach him, and some feelings couldn't help it.
When the two were calm and excited, Jun Mohan continued to cook, and Feng Sujin was talking to him beside him.
Feng Sujin looked at Jun Mohan's calmness, and nodded. "Mo Han, you are not curious about what the Nalan owner told me?"
Jun Mohan didn't ask, Feng Sujin was curious first, and she was anxious to say it.
Jun Mohan smiled and looked at Feng Sujin with a pamper: "What he said is useless to you."
"Ah ... how do you know?"
"He told you nothing more than Nalan Yunqing."
"You are so confident that you are not jealous."
"It's not that you're not jealous, but I know that you don't have any place in him."
Jun Mohan pressed his finger gently on the position of Feng Sujin's heart, and his eyes were so confident.
Feng Sujin likes Jun Mohan like this, "Huh, of course, there is only you here."
With that said, Feng Sujin sketched a heart shape, and then gave Jun Mohan a kiss, and he did not dare to kiss him. The firewood would be out of control, and he would not be able to eat anymore.
Feng Sujin and Jun Mohan were eating together, warm and full of love.
The news that they would regain control of the empire's power also spread to other continents of the world.
And the queen Feng Sufei, who is far away from country h, naturally received the news soon.