Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife (The Empire's Mr. Jun Is Playing The Villai

Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin stubbornly lying beside the bed, curled up, just like an abandoned animal, making people lovable.

His eyes glowed with warm waves, and he stretched out his long, jade-like hand and gently touched her hair.

"Since I want to be here, I will ask someone to add a bed next to it."

This is the VIP ward. It has a lot of space. With an extra bed, Feng Sujin can also sleep next to it.

Hearing that Jun Mohan agreed, Feng Sujin raised her head and smiled brightly, "Okay."

Seeing her like this, Jun Mohan shook his head with laughter, feeling that she was just like a child, sometimes she was worried, and sometimes she was really easy to satisfy.

At night, lying in bed, Feng Sujin couldn't fall asleep, and could not help but think of some scenes from college in her mind.

Nalan family, Nalan Yunqing.

Before, she was stupid and didn't know the special status of him, and he never said it.

But now that I think about it, whether it is classmates or the leaders of the school, all respect him, there is indeed a reason.

Thinking of his last indifference, and the time when she was fired, Feng Sujin's heart throbbed badly.

He clearly thought he could forget it, but seeing Nalan Bingchen today, the memory of the two words Nalan flooded into his mind.

The memory of the university also flashed out. Those embarrassed, sour, and pains stepped on the soles of her once dignity, and she couldn't forget it even if she wanted to.

The position where Feng Sujin was holding her heart was really uncomfortable.

Afraid of disturbing Jun Mohan, she tried her best to suppress herself, trying not to turn over or let herself make any noise.

It wasn't until very late that Feng Sujin fell asleep.

In the dream, Feng Sujin still had dreams about college.

"Feng Sujin, you really embarrassed our school..."

"Go away quickly..."

"People like you, go home and stop at school."

"The truth is revealed, her heart is so bad, I really misunderstood her before..."

...

Feng Sujin wanted to shout loudly.

"Ajin, Ajin, wake up, wake up..."

When Feng Sujin finally opened her eyes and woke up, her eyes were as clear as water, with a confused fog color.

When she saw Jun Mohan, she said hoarsely, "I... what's wrong with me?"

Jun Mohan sighed, and reached out his hand to gently wipe away the tears for Feng Sujin, "You've had a nightmare, and you've been crying."

Feng Sujin recovered from a trance, it turned out to be a dream, not real.

"I... I cried?"

"Well, it's sad to cry."

Jun Mohan's eyes were filled with love, and he rubbed Feng Sujin's hair, "It's a dream, I'm here, don't be afraid."

At this time, Feng Sujin was still in a confused state of just waking up, very fragile, like a little rabbit, with red eyes, looking at Jun Mohan with reliance and innocence.

With her like this, Jun Mohan couldn't resist, he gently took her into his arms and comforted her.

Feng Sujin clutched Jun Mohan's shirt tightly, leaned her head into his arms, hesitated, and then whispered, "I... can I sleep with you?"

Jun Mohan only felt that the look in her eyes and the tone of her voice suddenly slammed into the softest part of his heart.

He gently touched her hair, "Want to hug and sleep?"

Feng Sujin nodded embarrassedly, "Yes."

She really didn't want to dream about college anymore.

The bed had wheels and could slide. Jun Mohan turned his bed over and connected the two beds.

Jun Mohan went to bed, stretched out his hand, took Feng Sujin into his arms, and covered her with a quilt, "Sleep, I'm here, don't be afraid."