Chapter 1863: Not enough

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Successive mental tensions, Feng Sujin is iron-clad body can not bear.
She is really tired.
And even after cleaning, Feng Sujin felt a strong smell in the air, and did not know if it was her own illusion.
And once a taut string loosens, Feng Sujin has a strong sense of exhaustion all over his body.
I'm really tired, I really want to rest.
At this time, she missed Jun Mohan especially.
When at home, if she is tired, she always likes to lie in the arms of her husband.
She always felt that his arms were more comfortable than anything.
And it was warm and the smell was so good that she was enamored.
She didn't know how many days had been separated. She looked at the empty hotel room and felt very lonely.
I miss especially thick.
She was lying on the bathtub, a little dazed, thinking of Jun Mohan's eyebrows.
She couldn't help thinking about what he was doing now.
At this point in time, converted to the time of the imperial capital, guess what he usually does.
Feng Sujin was a little bit distracted.
As if thinking of this, she could feel that Jun Mohan was still with her.
Even if there is comfort in heart.
Feng Sujin smiled, and she felt that she finally understood what it was like to hunger with cakes.
Lying on the bathtub for a long time, Feng Sujin was so tired and fell asleep.
...
In the middle of the night, Jun Mohan was not good at rest in the room.
He was worried about Feng Sujin.
Jun Mohan quietly climbed the window and came to Feng Sujin's room.
In fact, no matter how complicated or difficult a system is, Jun Mohan can easily crack it, let alone a window.
No one can stop where he wants to go.
When he came to the hotel room where Feng Sujin was, Jun Mohan didn't hear any sound or feel any breath, and his face changed suddenly.
He was worried about Feng Sujin's emotions, and even more concerned about her safety.
Although he knew that Feng Sujin had destroyed the Li family, the strong shocked everyone, and no one would come to death in a short time.
But there are exceptions to everything.
So at this moment, Jun Mohan's heart tightened.
Fortunately, he soon found Feng Sujin in the bathroom.
Seeing that she fell asleep in the bathtub like this, Jun Mohan relieved, and her heart began to ache.
He couldn't bear Feng Sujin so tired.
But there was nothing she could do to get her alone.
Canxuelou only recruited female disciples.
In order not to fight the grass and scare the snake, in order not to let the people in the building of the residual blood doubt, in order not to bring danger to Feng Sujin, he could only bear not to appear.
Jun Mohan Fang stepped forward lightly, holding Feng Sujin very lightly and lightly, wiping her body.
At that moment, Jun Mohan inserted a needle in Feng Sujin with a silver needle, so she could take a good rest.
Jun Mohan hugged Feng Sujin, put it on the bed, and covered her with a quilt.
Jun Mohan sat beside her and looked at her quietly, her eyes soft and gentle, as if she could not see enough.
Jun Mohan really didn't take a good look at Feng Sujin like this, and hadn't hugged her for a long time, so at this time, every minute and every second was extremely precious to him.
Jun Mohan hated watching Feng Sujin without blinking.
After looking for a while, he found that Feng Sujin had been frowning.
Jun Mohan reached out his distressed hand gently and smoothed Feng Sujin's eyebrows.
Can't you sleep peacefully after falling asleep?
Feng Sujin fell asleep, as if a name was still in her mouth.
Jun Mohan lowered his head and put her ears next to Feng Sujin's mouth to hear what she was calling.
"Brother Han ..."