Chapter 227

Feng Sujin covered it with her hands. She wanted to cry without tears. How could she feel that the dress could not be worn?

How can it be covered! The clothes of a high collar can't be covered.

Feng Sujin is trying to find a way to look in the mirror, but she finds that the kissing mark on her neck is so conspicuous, and the clavicle

Think of last night's Jinqing, Feng Sujin's face is red.

Today is the engagement ceremony between LAN Beichen and Liu Shiya. It's held in LAN's house. Everyone in Beiquan will go. It's also a banquet!

Since LAN Beichen dared to invite her, she naturally wanted to go.

Her husband will accompany her, but she always thinks that sometimes her husband is very proud and charming. He cares about Mingming and is jealous, but he doesn't say anything. He has to use such a way to declare anything.

But thinking of his bullying and care, Feng Sujin is warm.

Jun Mohan makes breakfast. Seeing that Feng Sujin hasn't come out, Qu Zhi knocks on the door outside the bathroom. "Ah Jin?"

Hearing the moving voice of Jun Mo's cold and moist, Feng Sujin opens the door, and duzui looks at Jun Mo's cold.

Jun Mohan looks at her as a child, her eyes are wet as a deer, pathetic, he can't help but touch her head, "what's the matter?"

Feng Sujin pointed to her neck. "You see, how can I go out today and meet people?"

Jun Mohan looks at the kissing mark on Feng Sujin's neck, thinking of the love that etched his bones last night, his lower abdomen is tight, his eyes are dark, his throat is moving, and he whispers with a bewitching way: "huh? What do you want me to do, or you can kiss me back? "

Listening to such a bewitching voice, looking at the bewitching Mr. Jun, Feng Sujin's heart missed a beat and throbbed violently.

No, her husband's Duan line is too high. She is not an opponent.

She looked at the dark whirlpool of Jun Mo's cold eyes, and knew that she had to change the topic, or she would be wiped clean immediately.

"I just don't think the dress can be worn. I don't know what to wear to cover it."

Jun Mo lowers his head and kisses on the kiss mark tenderly. "Don't worry, I've prepared a necklace for you to cover these things."

Feng Sujin doesn't believe it. How can a necklace cover her neck.

Jun Mohan doesn't explain, "honey, I'll have breakfast first, then I'll give it to you after breakfast."

"Good."

After eating too early, Feng Sujin picks up the prepared dress, tries it on in the bedroom, then takes out her own cosmetics, and simply puts on a light makeup, that is, the hair doesn't know how to do it, put it down, or put it on the plate?

At the time of entanglement, she heard footsteps. It was Jun Mohan who came in with a delicate box in his hand.

Feng Sujin's eyes brightened. She stood up and came to Jun Mohan's side. She asked, "is that the necklace you said?"

After that, Feng Sujin didn't see Jun Mohan's recovery for a while. She looked up and saw that there was a deep whirlpool in her eyes, which seemed to take away her soul.

"Mo Ink cold? "

Feng Sujin instinctively felt that Mr. Jun was very dangerous at this time. She wanted to step back.

But Jun Mohan didn't give her this chance at all. He reached out and fished her into his arms. His eyes were bright and dark, and he looked down.

Feng Sujin knows that the dress is very low. From above, she can see something.

She was looked at by Jun Mohan with such a deep eyes. She was very uncomfortable and reached out to mention it.

But Jun Mohan moves faster than her, and his fingers gently fall on it.