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Jun Mohan's eyes are gentle and loving, like jade's long hands soothing and gently patting Feng Sujin's back,

"A Jin, don't worry about anything, I will always be there, eh?"

Jun Mohan's voice is magnetic and warm, like an ancient string, entangled in a person's heart string, and with a light flick, one can be immersed in it.

His lips kept kissing Feng Sujin's hair, earlobe, neck ... with a warm atmosphere, charming charm, and exciting.

Jun Mohan closed his eyes, he understood what he felt in his heart, and was distressed because of his emotions.

Looking at her like this, he felt even worse.

Soothing Feng Sujin's mood, Jun Mohan drove home.

By the time I got home, it was already more than eight in the evening, the rain outside was still falling, and the flapping windows were all ringing softly.

It's late autumn, it's raining, and it's a bit cold when I just entered the house.

Jun Mohan quickly turned on the air conditioner and poured a cup of hot water for Feng Sujin. "Drink some water first. I'll go to the bathroom for a bit of hot water. After the temperature rises in the room, you can take a hot bath, eh? "

Feng Sujin drank hot water and felt her whole body warming up. "Mo Han, you are very kind to me."

When Jun Mohan looked, a fascinating light flashed under his eyes, raised Feng Sujin's chin, kissed her lips, and whispered: "Ajin, you are my wife, I already To hurt you is good to you, feel good to me, if I hurt you again at night, don't beg for mercy, eh? "

Feng Sujin started to choke at first, but Jun Mohan's voice rose low, with a seductive taste that made her think of something, and her face turned red instantly.

"me……"

"I know you're tired today, don't move you, just A Jin, you have to remember, that's the real way I hurt you."

Feng Sujin's heart pounded uncontrollably. She felt that Mr. Jiajun was too shivering. The tone of her voice could make her heart beat. Jun Mohan went to cook, Feng Sujin drank hot water, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After dinner, Jun Mohan went to the study, turned on the computer, and watched the electronic file transmitted by Ye Xing.

Feng Sujin also went to the study.

"A Jin, go to sleep first, don't worry about me."

"I ... I want to be by your side."

Jun Mohan sighed, shut down the computer, pulled Feng Sujin, and let her sit on her lap. "What else are you worried about, tell me?"

Listening to the gentle tone of Jun Mohan, Feng Sujin lowered his head and said, "Mohan, this weather, this thunder and rain, I have a strange feeling in my heart, there always seem to be some scenes in front of me, I don't want to be alone sleep."

"Booming ..."

Jun Mohan looked at the lightning flashes outside and held Feng Sujin's hand, feeling that her hands were all cold.

His eyes were also a little dark, and the weather made him deliberately seal the memory, as if slowly coming out.

Jun Mohan's body was tense, he shook his head, and held Feng Sujin in a horizontal hug. "Let's go to sleep."

In the bedroom

There were thunders and thunders outside, and rumbling sounds continued.

Feng Sujin leaned on Jun Mohan's arms and had a deep sense of security. Perhaps he was really tired during the day, lying down and falling asleep after a while.

The rain kept falling, and at midnight the thunder was louder.

"Rumble, Rumble ..."

Jun Mohan was awakened, got up and poured a glass of water to drink. When he returned to the bedroom, he found that Feng Sujin seemed to have some nightmare.

Jun Mohan's heart followed.

He walked over and held Feng Sujin's hand and shouted softly, "Ajin, Ajin, wake up ..."

"Brother Han ... don't go ..."

"Brother ... Save me ..."

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