Chapter 228 A Jin, Give It to Me!

Feng Sujin's sensitive body trembled, and her body reacted instinctively to him.

Jun Mohan's eyes were very dark, and he put his fingers on it and rubbed it lightly, not in a hurry, but with a series of tremors.

"Well... Mo... Mo Han... We'll be going out soon..."

Jun Mohan lowered his head and sucked Feng Sujin's earlobe, "Ajin, don't be in a hurry."

Feng Sujin knew what he wanted to do at this time, twisted slightly and struggled, "Mo Han, don't... go out."

There was a fire on Jun Mohan's body, looking at his wife, how could he let her go, especially when she was dressed like this.

Kisses don't satisfy him, he wants more and more.

Feng Sujin was breathing rapidly, her whole body trembling, "No, don't... come back, will you come back?"

Feng Sujin's voice was soft and weak.

She didn't know that such a voice was even more irritating, and Jun Mohan's blood boiled, screaming... His whole body ached because of forbearance.

He wished he could tear her apart immediately.

"Ajin, be good, don't move."

The more Feng Sujin struggled and dawdled, the heavier Jun Mohan's desire became.

During the struggle, Feng Sujin could also feel his emotions and the changes in his body.

"Well, Mo Han...you were not like this before...too strong..."

Jun Mohan kissed Feng Sujin and sighed: "Ajin, I'm not Liu Xiahui, I'm a normal man. After you asked me to ask you for the first time, do you think you can stop?"

Feng Sujin wanted to cry but had no tears. How could she know that Mr. Jun, after opening the meat, would be so strong and domineering, just like the hungry wolf.

"Come back, come back at night, and replenish you at night, okay?"

Feng Sujin can only discuss with Jun Mohan like this.

"No, Ajin, give it to me, or you won't be able to go out."

On weekdays, Jun Mohan loves and cares for Feng Sujin very much, but in this respect, his desire to control is very strong, and it is not Feng Sujin's final decision at all.

Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin's dress, his eyes darkened, he stretched out his hand and shredded her dress directly.

"Mo Han, my dress... I... um..."

Jun Mohan's lingering kiss blocked what Feng Sujin was about to say.

Feng Sujin was dazed by the kiss, her mind went blank, and she instinctively responded to him.

While kissing Feng Sujin, Jun Mohan hugged her buttocks, lifted it to himself, then took a few steps, leaned over, and both fell on the bed.

Feng Sujin bounced on the bed, and before she could think about it, Jun Mohan's offensive continued.

Under his kiss and provocation, Feng Sujin was already in love.

He knew that she was ready, and then with a force, he broke into her body fiercely.

Feng Sujin, like a stranded fish, can only climb and support Jun Mohan, breathe and drink water, as if it can maintain breathing and life.

Some of the feelings were too strong, and she followed him into the clouds.

Later, Feng Sujin was dizzy and washed by Jun Mohan. The clothes were prepared by him now, and the previous dresses could not be worn.

The new conservative embroidered dress was the one he put on for her.

Feng Sujin looked at Mr. Jun after he was satisfied, his eyebrows and eyes were full of gentle and doting light.

Feng Sujin's whole body is still in the lingering rhyme, lazy and doesn't want to move at all, "Well, I'm tired, I don't want to move."

"Good, I'll come."

Therefore, her clothes and her hair were also arranged by her husband, Mr. Jun.

At more than ten o'clock, Jun Mohan brought Feng Sujin to the main house of the Lan family.

After Jun Mohan got out of the car, he went around the front of the car, came to the co-pilot, and welcomed Feng Sujin down.