Chapter 1817

Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin's face and said, "I'll scratch my face."

When saying this, Jun Mohan is very serious.

Feng Sujin thought Jun Mohan was joking, but when she looked at him seriously, her heart suddenly shook.

She knows that Jun Mohan is serious. As long as she nods, she believes that Jun Mohan can immediately cut with a knife.

Feng Sujin's frightened heart would jump out. She hurriedly grasped Jun Mohan's hand and said, "I don't allow you to hurt yourself. You are for me, not for them."

Feng Sujin said, gently stroking Jun Mo's cold cheek with her hand, "you are mine, love yourself."

Feng Sujin hugs Jun Mohan's neck, kisses his face, and has strong feelings in her eyes, "it's mine."

Jun Mo smiles softly, catching Feng Su Jin's lips and kissing deeply.

"It's always yours," he murmured

After kissing for a while, Jun Mohan let go of Feng Sujin and patted her on the back to calm her down. "I've been tired all day, but I haven't eaten in the evening. I've got a shelf ready. We bake our own skewers. If you like to have fun, I'll call a lot of people."

Feng Sujin was still immersed in the kiss. She didn't come back for a while. Suddenly, when she heard Jun Mohan's words, she was stunned.

She shook her head. "No, don't bother. Let's just eat a little."

"It's all arranged. It'll be ready in a moment."

When he came out of the shop and went back, Jun Mohan had already sent information to arrange.

Jun Mohan holds Feng Sujin in his arms, caresses her back with one hand, helps her to breathe, and tweets with the other hand holding her mobile phone.

Jun Mohan signed up for a microblog when he was in Beiquan city very early.

At that time, the information was also sent to maintain fengsujin.

This time, too.

Jun Mohan's wechat with real name system shows his attitude towards things in the shop.

After microblogging, Jun Mohan no longer manages his mobile phone.

For him, the most important thing is Feng Sujin's mood.

Soon there was a lively voice in the courtyard of Jun's house.

Feng Sujin looked out of the window curiously.

Jun Mohan said with a smile, "we should have everything ready. Let's go. Let's go."

When Jun Mohan pulled Feng Sujin's hand out of the building and came to another hall in the yard, many people were here, and everyone was busy preparing the brackets, as well as a lot of food materials and spices.

"Your Majesty said that our queen likes these kebabs."

"And this taste, are you ready?"

"What our queen likes to eat and what she doesn't like to eat, your majesty knows it clearly, which is true love."

"Just look at the video of today's ceremony. You all know how much your majesty loves the queen."

"I don't feel like we've been together for a long time."

……

Feng Sujin listens to the voice, and her eyes are shining.

When she listened carefully and looked again, she was shocked.

"These people, these people Are all the people who have been in your family at the beginning? "

No wonder she felt familiar, as if she had returned to the time when she had been in the king's house. She thought that they were all killed by the people waiting to leave the mark.

Jun Mohan explained: "these are all the people who survived. They were all the people who served their father. Now I bring them all here, and they will stay in Jun's house in the future."

At this moment, Feng Sujin was moved and excited, and felt familiar with the monarch's family.

But she still had some regrets in her heart, "but her father and sister are gone."