Chapter 2487

Suddenly heard such a sentence, the whole body of Feng Sujin's blood seemed to stop flowing, and her heart stopped.

She didn't dare to move for fear of hearing it wrong.

She was stiff and tense.

She couldn't believe it. Was it her husband's voice?

Isn't he in the blood palace now?

Feng Sujin wanted to look around, but she didn't dare. She was afraid of her delusion.

No one knows how much she thinks of Jun Mohan in her heart.

Think of the heart pain pain.

Some emotions don't mean she can control them.

If she stands like this, she can deceive herself and think that Jun Mohan is in the room behind her, beside her.

Make her excited and her blood boil.

She was afraid that if she turned around, it would be an illusion.

Feng Sujin did not expect that she would be timid.

But at this point, she is really timid.

After a while, Jun Mohan still looked at Feng Sujin standing by the door, motionless.

He sighed softly, "ah Jin, don't you turn around and look at me?"

Feng Sujin like this, let him heartache, let him helpless, but also do not know how to take her?

His heart is aching at the moment.

How can he not think of her!

So he can't wait to find her.

He had left his own breath on Feng Sujin's bracelet before.

So he can identify the position of fengsujin and find her.

Hearing this sentence again, Feng Sujin can almost be sure that the voice is true.

Feng Sujin turns around excitedly.

Seeing the moment when Jun Mo was cold, Feng Sujin almost cried.

She hurriedly ran over excitedly and threw herself into Jun Mo's cold arms.

Jun Mohan opens his hand, catches Feng Sujin, and holds her tightly.

Jun Mo is very hard, as if to melt Feng Su Jin into the blood of the body.

He mercilessly closed his eyes, put his head on Feng Sujin's head, and smelled her breath.

At this moment, holding fengsujin, feeling the breath of fengsujin, Jun Mohan's heart is steadfast.

Jun Mo cold this moment, feel the missing heart back.

For him, fengsujin is an indispensable part of his life.

Without Feng Sujin, his heart is empty, just like without heart.

Not even for a while.

No one knows how much he's suffering from these days apart.

Feng Sujin relies on Jun Mohan's arms and almost cries.

Her eyes were hot and sour. She buried her head in Jun Mohan's arms and breathed deeply the breath of Jun Mohan's body.

Feng Sujin is almost greedy breathing.

Even if she holds junmohan now and feels the breath of junmohan, she feels like an illusion.

She still feels a little unreal.

She kept shouting in her heart, "ink cold, ink cold..."

Jun Mo said in a hoarse voice: "well, I am..."

Jun Mo's cold voice, with hoarseness and sigh, with deep thoughts.

Some feelings cannot be expressed in words.

After a while, Feng Sujin regained her sense a little. She looked up at Jun Mohan and said, "Mohan, it's really you. I didn't read it wrong or dream?"

Jun Mo's cold eyes with a thick love light, some red, he picked up Feng Sujin's hand on his lips and kissed, "fool, it's me, it's true."

At this time, he had too many words to say to Feng Sujin, but he didn't know which one to say. It seemed that looking at her like this had a sense of steadiness.