Chapter 1721: Responsible to her

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When Feng Sujin said this, her voice was flustered, and her throat was hoarse and choked.
Even if there is resentment, she is still his wife, she loves him, she does not let him go.
She and Jun Mohan finally managed to get to the present. She should not lose him.
What's the matter with hatred, he just can't leave.
At this moment, Feng Sujin seemed to be getting rid of it.
She felt that nothing could stop her and Jun Mohan from being together. They were in love and could not be separated.
And even if there is resentment, things in the previous generation have nothing to do with her.
Besides, some things are not so sure.
Feng Sujin hated to slap herself, she was thinking wildly, and in the past few days, a Nalancai was confused.
Narantesi was intentional.
At this moment, Feng Sujin wanted to kill Nalan Zebo, the old demon.
Feng Sujin has a feeling of gnashing her teeth.
So she used all her strength to hold Jun Mohan.
Jun Mohan stood up and felt the strength of his waist very tight.
He looked down at Feng Sujin, especially facing her misty eyes, and listening to her say not to let him go.
In fact, Jun Mohan was very touched in his heart. The waves of ripples in his heart stirred up.
The light in his eyes was getting more and more intense, and the blazing eyes burst into a fiery glow all at once, as if burning red dust.
This requires him to rely on his Jin, to make him physically and mentally satisfied.
Jun Mohan seemed to realize something. He raised his eyebrows and looked down at Feng Sujin so deeply that he did not hug her.
"Afraid of hatred?"
Feng Sujin shook her head vaguely, "No, I don't know anything, it has nothing to do with me, I ... I'm your wife, you can't go, you're responsible to me."
Feng Sujin didn't know why, at this moment, he suddenly said such overbearing words.
She said it instinctively.
Seems like that.
When speaking the last sentence, Feng Sujin was righteous.
She didn't know anything, and her senior's affairs had nothing to do with her.
As for the waiting mark, whether he lives or not, that person has nothing to do with her, and the person who raised her has never been him.
And he almost killed her, killing her most important person.
For her, the person who gave her love to heal her and let her live is Jun Mohan.
Jun Mohan is more important than these.
Listening to Feng Sujin's overbearing words, Jun Mohan's mouth slightly hooked, and his smile was lazy and turned upside down.
He looked at her like this, watching her with sobbing blood eyes, and surrounded her like a fire.
These eyes seemed to be able to captivate the human soul, making her unable to escape, and the ecstasy made her whole body soften.
Feng Sujin held Jun Mohan and felt that she was going to be softened, and suddenly she had no energy.
She ... She felt that Jun Mohan had the magical charm and was really capable of ecstasy.
When Feng Sujin was about to run out of energy, Jun Mohan bowed his head, raised her chin, kissed the corner of her lips, and rubbed it thinly.
Although this was a kiss, Feng Sujin shuddered physically and mentally, and the surrounding atmosphere belonging to Jun Mohan became sticky.
"A Jin, you just need to remember that you are my wife, I will be responsible to you, always."
When Jun Mohan was talking between Feng Sujin's lips and teeth, he murmured softly, his voice had a fascinating charm and moved the desire in his heart.