When Jun Mohan and Feng Sujin woke up, it was already noon.

When Jun Mohan opened his eyes, the light in his eyes was bright, lazy and intoxicating.

When did he see feng Sujin in his arms and the soft and charming light in his eyes

Feng Sujin blinked and said, "it should be more than half past eleven, and it's almost twelve at noon."

Jun Mohan hears the time, the brilliant eyes flash, and gently caresses Feng Sujin's cheek, "I'm sorry, you've been hungry all morning."

Jun Mo said softly, his eyes full of painful light.

Feng Sujin shakes her head and kisses her husband's cold cheek. "I'm not hungry. I can sleep in with you. I just woke up a short time ago."

Jun Mohan holds Feng Sujin in his arms. In fact, he is reluctant to let go. He wants to keep warm in bed for a while.

But he was more worried about starving his little wife.

Jun Mohan kisses Feng Sujin's forehead, which makes him reluctant to get up.

He first took Feng Sujin in his arms and washed her.

Feng Sujin doesn't think she's so delicate. She can do it.

But Jun Mohan is stubborn, and Feng Sujin has no choice but to be obedient.

When both of them are washed, Jun Mohan carries Feng Sujin to the restaurant, and the servants have already prepared lunch.

Even if it's lunch, Jun Mohan takes care of Feng Sujin.

"Have a good meal, eat more, and ask someone to change your medicine in the afternoon."

"Well."

Feng Sujin nodded and continued to eat the dishes that Jun Mohan had brought her.

Feng Sujin looks at the elegant and gentle Jun Mo in front of her, and her heart is very warm.

She seemed to think of something, sipped her lips, and said, "ink cold, is it because I affect your work?"

Jun Mohan's action in his hand made him feel guilty. He reached out his hand and rubbed her hair gently. "It's nothing to do with you, and your injury is also caused by me. The man gave me a long holiday to take care of you."

Feng Sujin knows that the one who Jun Mohan said refers to the brave king of the country.

Feng Sujin frowned. "How could he be so kind to give you a long holiday? Did the assassination of us last night have something to do with him? Or he will know so soon! "

Feng Sujin doesn't like the brave king from the heart, so she always feels uneasy and kind-hearted.

Jun Mohan listens to his little wife's tone of defense, with a faint smile on his lips. "Even if he doesn't give me a long holiday, I will take the initiative to ask for leave. Nothing is more important than you."

Feng Sujin looks at Jun Mohan with tears in her eyes. The injured people are very vulnerable. If she hears a word, she can't be moved.

Jun Mohan sighed, reached out to Feng Sujin and wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes. "How can I still cry?" he said with heartache? Is there any pain? "

"No, I was moved by you."

Jun Mohan shakes his head and laughs, "you are so easy to satisfy. A word can move you. I have to worry about whether other people will steal my ah Jin if they can talk sweetly."

Jun Mo said this sentence with a funny tone, but Feng Su Jin shook his head seriously, "no, I will not leave you when I die."

This sentence is very serious.

Jun Mohan was smiling. When he heard this sentence, his heart throbbed and trembled severely. The smile on his face also converged. "Don't say that, you will live well."

Feng Sujin thought for a moment and said, "well, then we will live as long as tortoises, and we will always be together."

Jun Mohan is amused by Feng Sujin, his chest is slightly shaken, with a happy smile, "well, tortoise, it's a long life indeed."