Feng Sujin's clear eyes are shining. She tilts her head and says with a smile, "I'm looking at you!"
Feng Sujin said and blinked.
She was looking at him. The reason she said it was to see if her husband would be shy.
She hasn't seen her husband blush for a long time.
And her husband is really good-looking. He will have a good appetite when he looks at the feast for the eyes.
Jun Mohan looks at the sly light in Feng Sujin's eyes, bright and bright. He shakes his head helplessly, reaches out and pinches her cheek. He dotes on her and says: "Naughty!"
Feng Sujin looked at Jun Mo's cold and natural look and turned her lips.
Jun Mohan has been observing the look of Feng Sujin. Looking at her appearance, he lowered his head and asked softly, "are you happy?"
Feng Sujin shook her head. "No."
"I'm your husband, you can look at it at will," said Jun Mo, cold and gentle
Dunxia, Jun Mo cold coax with a low voice: "darling, what are you thinking?"
Feng Sujin was bewitched by Jun Mohan.
When she looked up at Jun Mohan, she felt that there was a mysterious smell in his gorgeous eyes, and there was a light blue light surging in them, just like a vast universe, so vast and mysterious that people's hearts and souls could not help being swallowed.
"Mo Cold... "
"Darling, what are you thinking?"
"Why don't you blush when I see you?"
She felt that she might love her husband more because she would blush every time he looked at her with burning eyes.
Jun Mohan listened to Feng Sujin's words, surprised, and then smiled.
Happy laughter seemed to come out of the chest.
Feng Sujin returns to her mind and beats Jun Mo's cold chest with her hands.
Jun Mohan grabs Feng Sujin's two hands and looks at her with a smile.
Feng Sujin can't stand this kind of vision. She just feels that her heart is beating fast and throbbing, just like the throbbing of the moment when she moves her heart.
She was just too busy to look down.
Jun Mohan walked forward two steps and bent slightly. He put one hand on the table and the other on the armrest of Feng Sujin's chair, which is equivalent to trapping her in his arms.
Feng Sujin can smell the faint and clear breath of Jun Mo's cold body from a close distance, lingering on the tip of his nose, and his heart is drunk.
She felt that she would not have to eat any more.
Before Feng Sujin said anything, Jun Mohan bowed his head and explained, "ah Jin, you are my wife. We have done our most intimate things countless times. Do you think I need to blush?"
Feng Sujin just wanted to open her mouth and say that she would blush and get hot.
But when I realized what I was going to say, I hurriedly stopped, "the food is cold, and I eat."
Jun Mohan can't help but smile at his little wife. She still has a little girl's heart, but he is willing to spoil her and let her always keep her girl's heart, carefree.
"Good, dinner."
During the meal, Jun Mohan always served dishes to Feng Sujin.
Feng Sujin also gave Jun Mo cold dishes, "you eat more, what you used to like."
Jun Mohan looks at Feng Sujin gently with a smile, and he understands the feeling at this time that as long as there is Feng Sujin in the world, he will have nostalgia for the world and love life.
……
Feng Sufei is closing the bedroom door and strengthening her physical training. There is a thick sweat on her forehead. She still insists.
Every time when she can't hold on, she will think about the people who died for her, the company, and her country. She will continue to hold on to her heart and break through the physical limit again and again.