Chapter 363

At this moment, both of them are drunk, because of each other.

Jun Mohan gradually kisses the tears of GaN fengsujin. Her tears burn his heart. He can't see her crying the most.

This time, he made her cry.

At this time, the cold heart of Jun Mo is still in pain.

I don't know how long it took for Jun Mohan to reluctantly let go of Feng Sujin, but his arm still held her.

His heart is still fluctuating, unable to rest, afraid of losing.

Jun Mohan sighed helplessly. When he was afraid, only the people in his arms would let him worry about gain and loss.

Feng Sujin leans on Jun Mo's cold bosom, her chest is undulating, and her heart is still throbbing.

The word "love" is too precious for her. Her heart is overflowing with warmth.

Jun Mohan patted her back gently. His movements were so gentle. He looked down at her with eyes that could turn into water. It was fascinating.

After a while, Jun Mohan looks at Feng Sujin, who has recovered his breath. He whispers softly in her ear and says, "ah Jin, how about going home?"

Feng Sujin listened to such a low, husky voice, and her heart trembled. She said, I don't want to go back. Go back yourself

Jun Mohan looked at her and smiled helplessly, knowing that his little wife was having a bad temper, but he was just a mess in his heart, so he was willing to pet her.

But today's thing is really his fault, he even dare not think, if there is something wrong with Feng Sujin, he will not be crazy.

Jun Mo holds Feng Sujin's hand and looks at her deeply. "Ah Jin, I'm not good. I shouldn't treat you like that. Are you still angry?"

Feng Sujin shook her head. "I'm not angry, but I think our feelings are too fragile. I'm just training to hide it from you, so you refuse me..."

Say, the heart of wind element Jin still trembled of ache next.

That kind of look at him to leave not to turn back the mood, Jun Mo cold is not understand.

Jun Mohan holds Feng Sujin's hand tightly, his face is bitter and his throat is hard. He explains again: "ah Jin, I'm not because you're hiding from me, but because I blame myself. When I see you hurt, I'm more upset. I can't face you at that time."

Feng Sujin sniffed and pointed to her heart, "but it's hard here."

Jun Mo's cold eyes are full of blood, and his heart is aching. He looks at Feng Sujin lovingly. "I'm not good. You can beat me and scold me. Can you come home with me?"

Feng Sujin can feel the low pressure of Jun Mohan's whole body, and feel his mood, but also some heartache.

She clearly should be angry, but at this time she is soft hearted, reluctant to let him sad.

"Then you want me to keep training?"

Jun Mo sighs helplessly, can he not agree? If she doesn't, she won't go home with him.

"Let you train," Jun Mohan compromised

Feng Sujin was happy when she heard this sentence. Her eyes flashed with sly light. She took the initiative to hold Jun Mohan's waist. "OK, I'll go home with you."

Hearing this, Jun Mohan was relieved completely.

He picked up Feng Sujin and held her out.

Now in the cold winter of December, when she went out, the wind was piercing, and Feng Sujin was still wearing training clothes, her whole body shrunk.

Jun Mohan takes her into the car, turns on the air conditioner to keep her warm, and then locks the door for him to drive home.

After tossing all night and freezing for a long time, Feng Sujin fell asleep soon after getting on the bus, but her face turned red and the whole person had a fever.