After checking on the Internet, Feng Sujin turned a little red, but she also went to buy some tonic things. At night, she cooked a table of vegetables and stewed a pot of tonic soup.
In the evening, when Jun Mohan comes back from work, Feng Sujin behaves as usual.
But when Jun Mohan saw the Dabu soup on the table, his face changed, and his peerless eyes flashed the light of thin, charming and quiet, more and more dark and deep.
Feng Sujin looks at Jun Mohan in the eyes. She feels guilty. Then she reaches out and ladles a spoon of soup to Jun Mohan and puts it in front of him.
"The soup I learned online should taste good. Drink more."
When Feng Sujin said this, she had some lack of confidence. She was really worried about what Jun Mohan could see.
After all, she was guilty.
Jun Mo's cold eyes faded, smiling at Feng Sujin.
Feng Sujin felt that she couldn't resist the pressure of her eyes. She hurriedly bowed her head and pretended to concentrate on eating.
Jun Mohan looks down at the soup in front of his eyes. His mouth is moving. He has a different style.
He took the spoon, took a sip, and then said, "since it's ah Jin's intention, I will drink it naturally."
Listen carefully, you can hear the deep meaning of this sentence.
But Feng Sujin's heart is empty, and she can't hear it naturally. She doesn't know why. Her heart is a little flustered and her heart beats very fast.
For some reason, the atmosphere of dinner tonight is a little strange.
Moreover, I don't know if it's her psychological role. She feels that all around her are the breath of Jun Mo's cold, and her heart and mouth are wrapped around his breath, as if she's tightly wrapped.
Before, Feng Sujin would talk to Jun Mohan easily at the dinner table, but tonight, dinner was a little quiet.
Feng Sujin wants to talk about something, but today she is in a mess and doesn't know what to say.
After dinner, she cleaned the table and went to the bathroom to take a bath. When taking a bath, Feng Sujin was a little nervous and her heart was beating fast.
She took a deep breath, took a breath, told herself not to be nervous, maybe nothing.
Maybe Dabu soup doesn't work for Jun Mohan.
If not for today's stimulation, Feng Sujin's determination might not be so great.
Feng Sujin takes a bath, blows her hair, goes to bed, and grabs the sheet unconsciously. She feels that her heart is really going to jump out of her throat.
After waiting for a while, Jun Mohan has not returned to his bedroom, and Feng Sujin only watches it at 8:00 p.m.
She then lay down, somehow, she was stimulated today, but also a little bit worried about gain and loss.
Her heart is very disordered. She has been holding a fire in her heart all day. She can't help but want to burst out
Feng Sujin thinks a lot, her nose starts to get sour and her throat is also a little dry.
She closed her eyes and told herself to sleep!
I don't know how long it took for Jun Mohan to return to his bedroom. He went to bed with a fresh breath. There were still some colds and a little humidity. It was obvious that he had just taken a bath.
Feng Sujin is about to fall asleep. She is confused. She feels that the bed on her side is moving. Her body is then fished into a fragrant and moving embrace, which is her familiar clean breath.
Feng Sujin opened her eyes, eyes filled with water mist, licked her lips, as if she was bewitched, "ink cold?"
The light in Jun Mo's cold eyes is thin, charming and dim. He doesn't say anything, but he just lowers his head and kisses the eyes of Shangfeng Sujin, and his voice calls out: "ah Jin!"