When Jun Mo lowers his head and hears the whisper from Feng Sujin's mouth, his whole body suddenly shakes. At this moment, his face changes.

He holds Feng Sujin's hand, trembling and trembling slightly. His hands are all forced involuntarily.

His unconscious movements and the hands of fengsujin hurt.

Jun Mo's cold head began to hurt violently.

He leans gently to hold Feng Sujin in his arms. He wants to use his strength very much. His body trembles, as if he is trying to suppress some emotions.

"If you don't go, you won't go No one can hurt you anymore... "

"No one can take you away from me anymore..."

……

Jun Mo's cold, broken and deep voice, one by one, though in a very light tone, seems to carry a weight of ten thousand jin.

Feng Sujin seemed to feel the pain, as if she heard something in her nightmare, like the voice she yearned for in the deepest memory.

She opened her eyes slowly.

"Boom..."

The thunder was loud, as if it was in Feng Sujin's ear. Before she could say anything, her whole body would shake.

"Ah Jin, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

Jun Mo's cold voice is so gentle, so gentle, as if to coax children, so that people's hearts can gradually calm down.

"Ink cold?"

Hearing the sound of Feng Sujin's sober voice, Jun Mo's cold body vibrated and froze. He rose slowly and slowly, and then lowered his head to lock the eyes of Feng Sujin's eyebrows. "Ah Jin?"

Jun Mo's cold eyes are dark, charming and bright. It seems that there is a deep and complex light shining in them. Like a vortex, it also seems that two clusters of flames are burning.

Feng Sujin felt that her soul would be swallowed up. "Mo Han, I You... What happened? "

Jun Mo's cold eyes twinkled, he slowly reached out, gently wiped the sweat on his forehead for Feng Sujin. "Ah Jin, you have a dream, do you remember what you dream about and what you said?"

Feng Sujin's eyes are a little confused. "Did I say something in my dream?"

Jun Mohan sighs in his heart. It's obvious that Feng Sujin doesn't know what she just said. "It's OK, darling. Go to sleep!"

"Well."

Jun Mohan goes to bed again, embracing Feng Sujin, and his heart is full of waves, no longer sleepy.

Feng Sujin is in Jun Mo's cold arms. She feels familiar with the breath of safety and falls asleep again.

Jun Mohan looks at her peaceful sleeping face, reaches out to caress her cheek, lowers his head and kisses her affectionately. He also looks at her all night and guards her all night.

The next morning, when the rain stopped, Jun Mohan got out of bed, went to his study and sent an urgent message to nightstar, "let dark Pavilion use all the information to check all the details of what happened before Feng Sujin was eight years old."

Before the earliest time, he let night Star bring the information of Fengjia, there was no record of fengsujin when he was a child.

"Jun Shao, there was no information about his wife when she was a child when he was in the dark Pavilion."

Jun Mohan's whole body is full of cold breath, his eyes are slightly narrowed, "can't dark Pavilion find it?"

After a pause, Jun Mohan ordered: "if you can't find it, you should continue to check it for me. You should also keep an eye on all the people of the Feng family, but don't act rashly this time."

"Yes!"

Jun Mohan gave the order, washed it, and began to make breakfast for the two.

Feng Sujin was woken up by a ring on her mobile phone. She was sleepy and confused.

Listen to the shrill cry from the other end of the mobile phone, "Feng Sujin, you are satisfied now. You can see my joke, ah..."