Feng Sujin finished, didn't realize her tone was sour.
As soon as she thought that someone else had been taken care of by Jun Mohan so gently and carefully, she could not stand it. She was very sad.
Chopsticks are poking at the bowl.
Jun Mohan listens to the sour words of the people in his arms and makes a meal of movements in his hands.
Jun Mo seems to think of something. He smiles gently. His eyebrows and eyes are full of soft and warm halo, which can intoxicate people.
Feng Sujin didn't see Jun Mohan talking for a long time. He didn't know what he was thinking.
She even wondered if he was thinking about the person he used to be.
Just when she was thinking about something, she heard the chuckle of Jun Mo's cold whisper coming out of her lips and teeth, which seemed to be joyful.
Feng Sujin turns her head to see Jun Mohan, "you still laugh."
Jun Mo, with a cold smile, looks at Feng Sujin deeply, eyes with deep meaning, and says seriously, "there used to be one."
After listening to this sentence, Feng Sujin only felt that the sour gas was constantly coming out from her stomach, and she quickly came down from Jun Mo's cold legs.
Jun Mohan looks at her angrily. He grabs her in his arms and looks at her gently and laughingly. "I haven't finished speaking, how can I go?"
"I don't listen to your history."
Jun Mohan has the feeling of supporting his forehead and sighing. His little wife is also jealous. He sighs softly: "ah Jin, believe me, only you, no one else."
"Then you just said there was one."
Jun Mo said in his eyes, "well, there is a little girl who is very lovely and sensible. She is naughty sometimes. When I was young, I took her with me everyday to take care of her."
Feng Sujin is in a trance. "Little girl?"
"Well, it was a little girl then."
"Now?"
Jun Mohan picks eyebrows, looks at Feng Sujin with a smile on his face. His eyes are different.
Being looked at with such eyes, Feng Sujin's face was burning like a fire. She thought to herself, how could she live more and more, and be jealous with a little girl.
She coughed a way: "eat, do not eat again on the cold."
Jun Mohan smiled and caressed Feng Sujin's hair with a trace of satisfaction and nostalgia.
……
Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin's face and got better. He didn't drink yesterday, so he was relieved. After lunch, he went to the government building.
Next, he has too many things to do. He should hurry up with the things in Beiquan city. Even for fengsujin, he should also transfer back to the imperial capital by Beiquan city as soon as possible.
Everyone in the political and important departments was informed that the special investigation team had gone back, and everyone's tense spirit was finally relaxed.
But it's also strange that the special group just stayed for two days and went back? Moreover, the position of mayor Jun has not been affected at all, which is a little strange.
But we all know more about the fact that mayor Jun is really strong. They should be careful not to mess with him, regardless of his background or ability.
……
Looking at his nephew LV Xiyan, Lu Daisen felt that he had been beaten by others and had been hospitalized for such a long time. After leaving hospital, the whole person changed.
"What do you think, Xiyan? Good end of the opportunity to pull Jun Mohan off the horse, the result is that the special group left, uncle is not to let you talk more about Jun Mohan with that Nalan young master
"Uncle, don't worry. Nalan Yunqing is a member of the Royal Nalan family. His aunt is in such a position. He can't be used by us. It's his business whether he does or not."