After sitting up, Feng Sujin's heart is still beating violently.
The heart beat too fast, as if to jump out of the heart.
Feng Sujin's forehead also sweated.
She looked at herself. Did she wake up?
The voice in the dream, as if from the ancient times, especially touched her heart.
Let her have a kind of joy, but also a kind of pain.
She thought it was strange.
But this time, it makes Feng Sujin feel refreshed.
She shook the palm of her hand and found that her strength had indeed improved a lot.
Plus she had enough sleep, her body was more light.
However, Feng Sujin thought of her husband in a clear moment.
Feng Sujin suddenly turned to see, did not see Jun Mo cold, Feng Sujin's face is white.
She immediately got out of bed and began to look for Jun Mohan, "Mohan, Mohan..."
Feng Sujin's voice was trembling.
Feng Sujin is concerned about the chaos, have forgotten to think, completely seem to have no reason.
It's true that Jun Mohan gave her too strong psychological shadow.
It seems to hear the voice of Feng Sujin, and Jun Mohan rushes from the kitchen to the room.
"Ah Jin!"
As soon as Feng Sujin saw Jun Mohan, her eyes were all bright. She was excited and jumped onto Jun Mohan's body, holding his neck, just like catching eight fish, and entwined him with strength.
Feng Sujin's movements are very hard.
For Feng Sujin, she really cares about Jun Mo's cold.
No one knows how flustered she was when she woke up and couldn't see him.
At this time, seeing that Jun Mohan was in front of her, she was naturally excited, so she would not care about being reserved.
Her relationship with Jun Mohan does not need her reserve.
Anyway, she knew that he would spoil her.
Jun Mohan naturally hugs Feng Sujin as soon as possible, for fear that she will fall.
Jun Mohan reached out and touched Feng Sujin's hair. "How are you sleeping?"
"Well, enough sleep. I didn't see you when I woke up."
Listening to Feng Sujin's reaction like a little girl, he said with a smile: "just cooking, thinking that you may wake up, wake up hungry, I'm cooking."
Finish saying, a wave light suddenly flashed in Jun Mo's cold brain sea, a familiar scene flashed in his mind.
Jun Mo is shocked by cold.
I just felt that he was holding Feng Sujin. It seemed that this had happened.
It seems that once there was a little girl in his arms, clinging to him.
Feng Sujin listens to Jun Mohan's words and her eyes brighten. Her favorite food is the rice he cooked by himself.
As soon as he said it, she really felt hungry.
She looked up at Jun Mohan, but found that his face was not right. He was in a trance. He seemed to be looking at her, but he seemed to be looking at other things through her.
Feng Sujin reached out his hand and shook it in front of Jun Mohan's eyes
Jun Mo's eyes flashed a faint light when he was cold, and he said, "it's OK."
Say, he is holding wind Su Jin to sit down on the bed beside, put on slipper to wind Su Jin next.
When the wooden house was built before, the floor was carpeted.
He knew that when Feng Sujin came down from the bed, she had no habit of wearing shoes.
So the carpet he laid here, even if Feng Sujin didn't wear shoes, would not freeze her feet.
Jun Mohan treats Feng Sujin with real habitual care.
It's really like taking care of a little girl.
"How long have I slept?"
"Three days of sleep."
"So many days, didn't you sleep?"
"I'll build the ice fairy sword."