When Feng Sujin said this, her voice was flustered and her voice was hoarse with a trace of choking.
Even if there is hatred, she is still his wife. She loves him. She doesn't let him go.
She and Jun Mohan are not easy to get to the present, she should not lose him.
What's wrong with him? He just can't leave.
At this moment, Feng Sujin seemed to be enlightened.
She felt that nothing could stop her from being together with Jun Mohan. They loved each other and could not be separated.
And even if there is hatred, the things of the previous generation have nothing to do with her.
Besides, some things are not so certain.
Feng Sujin hates being able to slap herself. She thinks about nothing. These days, a Nalan Caibo has disturbed her mind.
Nalan Caibo was intentional.
Feng Sujin wants to kill the old witch Nalan Caibo at this moment.
Fengsujin has a gnashing of teeth.
So she used all her strength to hold her husband in cold ink.
Jun Mo cold all stood up, feeling the strength between the waist, very tight.
He looked down at Feng Sujin, especially her misty eyes, and listened to her saying don't let him go.
In fact, Jun Mo's cold heart is very touched. The sea of hearts is rippling and surging.
His eyes, which were more and more lustrous, were burning with a fiery light, as if they were burning the world of mortals.
In this way, he needs to rely on his a Jin to satisfy his body and mind.
Jun Mohan seems to realize something. He looks down at Feng Sujin and doesn't hold her.
"Not afraid of hatred?"
Feng Sujin shakes her head slightly. "Not afraid, I don't know anything. It's nothing to do with me. I I'm your wife. You can't leave. You're responsible for me. "
Feng Sujin didn't know why. Suddenly, she said something so domineering.
That's what she said instinctively.
That seems to be the reason.
When she said the last sentence, Feng Sujin was still upright.
She just doesn't know anything, and her superiors have nothing to do with her.
As for houlichen, whether he lives or dies, that person has nothing to do with her, and the person who raised her has never been him.
And he almost killed her, her most important man.
For her, the one who gave her love to cure her and let her live was Jun Mohan.
Jun Mohan is more important than these.
Listening to the domineering words of Feng Sujin, Jun Mo's cold mouth is slightly hooked, and his smile is lazy and turns all living beings upside down.
He looked at her so attentively, and looked at her with tears of blood, as if a fire was coming out to encircle her and burn her.
The eyes seem to be able to imprison the soul of human beings, which makes her unable to escape, and makes her whole body soft.
Feng Sujin holds Jun Mohan in her arms and feels that she is going to be soft. She has no strength at all.
She She felt that Jun Mohan was as enchanting as if he had the power of enchantment.
When Feng Sujin was about to lose strength, Jun Mo bent down, picked up her chin, kissed her lips, and grinded them carefully.
Although it's a kiss, but Feng Sujin's body and mind are trembling, and the cold breath of Jun Mo around her is sticky.
"Ah Jin, you just need to remember that you are my wife. I will be responsible for you all the time."
When Jun Mohan talks between Feng Sujin's lips and teeth, he whispers softly. His voice has the charm of bewitching and arouses people's desire.