Chapter 344: Wu Fenghua

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Feng Sujin was lying in Jun Mohan's arms, smelling the clean and clear breath on his body, and all corners of his mouth with a sweet smile, fell asleep before long.
This is the first time she has slept so fast in these days.
Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin's quiet sleepy eyes, his eyes became softer, only thinking of what happened today, his eyes became darker. He stretched out his fingers and gently stroked Feng Sujin's hair.
When I came back, I loved her like this. On the one hand, I saw the blue under her eyes and she was tired, knowing that she hadn't rested well. On the other hand, he also wanted to love her.
This will make her sleep well.
And he was actually out and did n’t sleep well, maybe only by his little wife could he completely relax.
Sleep well
At about 11 o'clock in the evening, Feng Sujin woke up, and she felt that her whole body became comfortable and strong.
She found that her body's recovery ability was so strong that she hadn't slept for three days.
For three days when Jun Mohan was out, she fell asleep easily at night and woke up easily, always worried that her family would be in danger again.
But now when I woke up, I was very satisfied to see him still around, and no one knew how she felt at this moment.
She could not help but reach out to touch Jun Mohan's eyebrows.
At this moment, Jun Mohan opened his eyes suddenly, the glamorous Huaguang flashed away, with the beauty of sobbing blood.
Feng Sujin's favorite is Jun Mohan's eyes, especially when he saw her figure in her eyes, her heart was sweet.
Jun Mohan saw the shape of his young wife, especially she was covered with black hair and fell on snow-white skin. The extreme black and white temptation caused Jun Mohan to start a flame, and his eyes changed. Deepened.
"Mo Han ~"
A simple and gentle title made Jun Mohan suddenly feel refreshed. He got up and hugged Sufeng Jin, kissed her heart, "Oh, be hungry, I'll cook."
Feng Sujin quickly pressed Jun Mohan's body, "I am now physically fit and I am going to cook. You haven't taken a good rest these days. You have to take a good rest. You must listen to me this time."
Jun Mohan stared with pampering, looked at the firm look of his little wife, smiled lightly, and straightened her black hair, "Well, listen to you this time."
The tone of indulgence and pampering made Feng Sujin's apex tremble a few times, and she sighed that her husband was really wicked, and she could be fascinated by every word and every look.
Feng Sujin sat up without clothes, so she could only take another set from the cabinet and put it on one by one.
Although she turned her back to Jun Mohan, she always felt that his eyes were on her.
Although both had even the most intimate things, but she was so shy and embarrassed to dress so in front of him.
She was nervous and shy, and the buttons behind her hood couldn't be fastened.
The more anxious you are, the more you can't be tied.
At last her hand touched Qin Liang's fingers, and the button was fastened like this.
Feng Sujin's hands trembled with it, this sense of ambiguity is more awkward than when she was truly loving.
She even tightened her breath. She felt her face a little hot and a little burning.
She tried to calm herself down, quickly put on her home clothes, and then fled, leaving the bedroom and washing her hands to cook.
Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin's fledgling figure, raised his eyebrows, and drooled the corner of his mouth with a chuckle.