Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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But Jun Mohan's feelings for Feng Sujin cannot be understood by anyone else.

It was a feeling deep into the bone marrow, and the two had really not seen each other for a long time. Jun Mohan hated not being able to come to Feng Sujin right away.

And even if Jun Mohan knew in his heart that Feng Sujin's current strength is no small matter, it must not be the same as before.

However, he would still be nervous and worried, he could not bear the slightest possibility that Feng Sujin would be injured.

Jun Mohan's eyes were with a crazy light.

The scent of killing was all around him.

To him, no one can hurt Feng Sujin, and whoever hurt Feng Sujin, he will not hesitate to destroy all the forces of the other party.

At this moment, Jun Mohan seemed to be faintly condensing a dark breath, devouring all the surrounding aura.

If an insider saw it, he might know that the breath condensed on him was magic.

Because of his dark magic, all the birds around him fluttered their wings and quickly flew away.

But those trees couldn't move. At this moment, the trees around Jun Mohan's feet all turned black, and the blackness lost their vitality.

Regarding all this, Jun Mohan is unknown.

All he thought about was Feng Sujin.

The anger came at a moment, and Jun Mohan quickly controlled his emotions.

He quickly identified Feng Sujin's position, and then quickly looked for it.

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When Feng Sujin was looking for the magic moon, she suddenly felt a strong wind, with a powerful force, she was instinctively alert.

But when on alert, Feng Sujin felt that the breath was familiar, as if he was familiar with the soul.

Before she could think about Feng Sujin, she looked up.

Just seeing an elegant figure gently fall from a branch not far away, all around him with a cyclone, the leaves are swirling around him, there is a very beautiful feeling.

And the closer the man is, the wider the eyes of Feng Sujin.

Later, she was deadlocked, and she didn't know how to put it.

Her heart was trembling violently, throbbing, beating as if it were not her own heart.

Feng Sujin's voice seemed to be stuck in her throat.

Her eyes were wet as she saw the man clearly.

All emotions are out of control.

She read in her heart the word Mo Han.

It's her ink!

She read it right.

She finally saw her Mr. Jun, and finally met Jun Mohan.

Feng Sujin almost cried like this.

But she bit her lip tightly with her teeth, controlling herself and not letting her emotions leak out.

She was afraid that when she cried, she could not see the person in front of her.

She was afraid of crying, and the person who might be an illusion before her disappeared.

Her eyes widened, her breathing tense.

Just a moment later, Feng Sujin's palms were sweating.

Her hands were tightly clasped into the corners of her clothes, her face was pale, her teeth were bleeding from her bite.

The moment Jun Mohan saw Feng Sujin, the airflow in his body was almost not controlled, and he almost fell from the air.

He looked deeply at the figure, the figure of Feng Sujin, the figure that made him think day and night.

Even if Jun Mohan is a person with even stronger control and calmness, at this moment, he feels that he cannot control the waves in his heart, and he feels that he is going crazy.