Chapter 351: Care for the bones

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Feng Sujin secretly bit the vegetable in her mouth, watching her gentleman's elegant elegance and calmness, and lamented that she would not be able to compare with this belly-black fox for hundreds of years.
Her husband is too dark inside!
Why can he say these words so calmly, and she blushes when she hears it?
She covered her face, and when it was thick and blushing just fine.
Jun Mohan shook his head helplessly. His little wife, sometimes daring to surprise him, and sometimes so thin-skinned.
Jun Mohan didn't say anything anymore. He knew that if she kept talking, her little wife would not care about eating.
Jun Mohan converged, and continued to add food to Feng Sujin. "Eat it fast, it will be cold if you don't eat it."
Listening to her gentle gentleman's voice, watching the bowl full of vegetables, picking up chopsticks and eating.
After eating, Feng Sujin insisted on brushing the bowl herself.
She doesn't like to keep Jun Mohan busy for herself. This way he cooks, she beats hands, finishes the meal, and she feels like brushing the bowl. There is a feeling that the husband and wife are together, and they feel the red dust.
It was a mood of warmth.
She washes the bowl, and turned around from the kitchen to glance at Jun Mohan sitting on the sofa from time to time. There was a kind of look back, and he felt the warmth of the lights.
This is the feeling of home.
I don't know why, every time Jun Mohan can always look over, and look at her gently.
Feng Sujin smiled lightly, but today I don't know what happened, a hard, nail hit a hard thing, "click", the nail was broken, she was anxious, was given a landslide finger by the wire mesh.
The sound of "唔", a very shallow sound, the sound emitted by Feng Sujin's condition, was discovered by Jun Mohan.
He quickly came to the kitchen. When he saw the blood of Feng Sujin's finger, he grabbed it with distress, "It's not good for me to be so careless, I shouldn't let you clean the bowl."
Jun Mohan's tone was self-blame and distressed. He said, holding Feng Sujin's hand and washing it with water.
Then she took her to sit down on the sofa, picked up the medicine box, and bandaged her.
Feng Sujin carefully looked at Jun Mohan's expression, and found that his side face was so dignified, "Mo Han, I'm fine, but I accidentally broke a hole."
Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin with a deep distress at the bottom of his eyes, "It's okay, you know a little injury, but you ..."
At this moment, Jun Mohan's eyes rolled into a turbulent light, there seemed to be dappled pain in the memory, deep pain in the bone marrow, and Feng Sujin was shocked when he confronted him, and no more sound Come.
For some reason, she saw something too heavy in Jun Mohan's eyes. Such a look made her unable to ache.
Jun Mohan knew that he might be scaring Feng Sujin. He tilted his head, pressed his emotions down, and then turned to hold Feng Sujin in his arms. "Ajin, I don't want you to bleed again."
Feng Sujin didn't know what happened to Jun Mohan, but she cleverly leaned into Jun Mohan's arms, not talking, leaning quietly.
She remembered that she had dreamed something, and the little girl cut her finger and put it in the boy's mouth ...
Those scenes came to an abrupt end, and Feng Sujin wanted to know something, but her mind was blank.
After a long while, Jun Mohan took Feng Sujin into his arms silently, then took out the nail trimming tool, and gently cut her nails.