Chapter 394: Bathe her!

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Lucy Yan is unknown, "Father, what kind of mysterious people, what is going on?"
"Our Dongfu tribe still had a high priest hundreds of years ago, and the high priest left a last word saying that after hundreds of years, the life and death of our tribe, as well as prosperity, are related to a person who is the descendant of a mysterious tribe. people.
But I don't know exactly what kind of tribe is, but the few pages of the scroll left by the high priest said that they are good at many things, and one of them is 蛊. "
Lu Daisen's mouth wide open in amazement, "That's not to say, this Jun Mohan is this man? We tried to kill him before."
Lu Daifeng patted his son Lu Xiyan on the shoulder. "Xi Yan, fortunately, my father listened to you and cooperated with Jun Mohan. Later, you saved Feng Sujin. If it is him, our Dongfu tribe will keep it. . "
Lucyan looked a little embarrassed, and for a while it was difficult to believe these mysterious things. "Father, in this era, do you still believe what the high priest said?"
"The high priest is one of our people who senses the spirit of heaven and earth. None of his words are wrong. His last words are related to the life and death of our Dongfu tribe. I accidentally entered the tomb to discover these secrets during a sacrifice."
Lu Daifeng was silent, and continued: "Give down my order, we will listen to my son Lu Xiyan in this vein!"
"Father, you ..."
"When I find your mother, spend more time with your mother, and the Dongfu tribe will give it to you in the future. My father believes you will do better."
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Feng Sujin was brought home by Jun Mohan. She was sitting on the sofa, touching the patterns on the sofa, and they were all crying with excitement. She really went home! Jun Mohan warmed Feng Sujin a cup of milk for her to drink.
Then I went to the bathroom and put in the hot water, then came out and hugged Feng Sujin, and hugged it into the bathroom.
"Mo Han, I ... you ... is this a bathroom?"
"Well, dear, I'll take a bath for you. I can feel better."
Feng Sujin listened to Jun Mohan's calm words, feeling embarrassed all over his body, "I ... I don't need it, I can wash it myself, I wash it myself during this time."
Jun Mohan held Feng Sujin and did not let go. "Ajin, are you shy?"
"No, I'm not shy. I can do such things myself."
Jun Mohan didn't disassemble her, she bowed her head and sighed in her ear: "A Jin, you are my wife. I haven't seen any of you, kissed? Let me help you, obedient, eh?"
"No, I ..."
Before Feng Sujin said anything, he was kissed again by Jun Mohan.
When she was in the mist, the clothes on her body were taken off by Jun Mohan.
When she felt a little coolness, she touched her hand, "I ... my clothes ..."
Feng Sujin grabbed Jun Mohan's shirt, and she was at a loss. She couldn't see it, and the other senses were particularly sensitive.
"Good, you are my lover, and I will not hurt you."
Jun Mohan is overbearing in some respects. He won't let Feng Sujin do anything by himself and give it to others. He is even more uneasy, so he will only love her personally.
Jun Mohan coaxed Feng Sujin, put down the hot water, and gently wet her body.
"Soak in warm water for a while, I'll wash your hair."
Jun Mohan's voice is gentle, and even his movements are extremely gentle, as if he is treating the treasure of his heart.