Chapter 257

Although Jun Mohan knew clearly in his heart, Feng Sujin was the one he had been looking for all these years.

But when I saw the photos of her when she was a child, my heart still trembled, and those memories of their past came out all at once.

Some of the emotions he had deliberately suppressed would also pour down like a tide, roaring over his body.

Feng Sujin was still smiling at first, but when she saw Jun Mohan's thin and charming look in his eyes, her heart beat a few times, and she always felt that there was a vortex in there that was going to swallow everything.

"Mo Han?"

Feng Sujin's voice brought Jun Mohan back to his senses. He looked at Feng Sujin deeply, and some of his emotions could hardly be suppressed.

He didn't want to scare his Ah Jin yet.

"Mo Han, what's wrong? Didn't I look pretty when I was a kid?"

Jun Mohan's throat moved, and he couldn't help reaching out and caressing Feng Sujin's cheek, "Ajin, it's beautiful, I'm a little ecstatic when I see it."

Feng Sujin smiled happily, and for some reason, she was very happy when her husband said that she looked good.

But she always felt that something was wrong with Jun Mohan, but she couldn't tell.

"And this family portrait. I have been keeping it by my side all these years. I feel uncomfortable and unhappy. I will take it out and take a look. My whole body will be full of strength again."

Jun Mohan will look at her family photo, "A Jin doesn't look like your parents."

Feng Sujin was a little confused, and pouted: "Don't you think it's different? It seems that others have said the same, but my parents said that I am from the Feng family."

Jun Mohan caressed Feng Sujin's hair tenderly and tenderly. He lowered his head and looked at Feng Sujin's photo carefully again, "This is what you're wearing around your neck?"

"This is what my mother asked me to wear, saying that it is a jade butterfly, which is very important, but in the eyes of others, it is just a stone."

"Then where did you put it?"

Feng Sujin smiled mysteriously, leaned beside Jun Mohan, hugged his neck, and whispered in his ear, "I hid under a tree in my home yard."

Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin's cunning appearance, smiled lightly, and scratched her nose lovingly, "Naughty."

"Ajin will send me this photo, okay?"

"My things are yours, and what you like is yours."

Jun Mohan listened to this sentence, his heart moved, he lifted Feng Sujin's chin, kissed it, and the kiss was out of control.

So sure that she is a child of her childhood, and seeing the photos of her when she was a child, I really can't hold back some emotions, and I can only use this way to love and talk.

Feng Sujin was pinned down on the sofa in a daze, "Well, Mo Han..."

She couldn't resist the provocation of his breath at all.

"Ajin, don't worry, I'll give it to you."

A night of intense love, lingering sadness.

...

On the other side, in the senior suite of the Imperial Palace, Nalan Yunqing was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the night view of Beiquan City, his dark eyes flashed a deep and complicated light.

In the afternoon, the woman who passed by him gave him a familiar atmosphere.

Nalan Yunqing didn't remember who it was for a while.

This time, there is one thing to investigate in Beiquan City. In fact, to put it bluntly, it is to investigate Jun Mohan, this hegemonic figure who no one dares to provoke in the imperial capital!

The corner of Nalan Yunqing's mouth evoked an elegant smile. There are too many legends about Jun Mohan in the imperial capital.

If it weren't for the fact that Jun Mohan was very important and difficult, he wouldn't have come in person if Beiquan City was piercing the sky.

While Nalan Yunqing was contemplating, he answered a trans-ocean call, and when he saw the person displayed on the phone, Nalan Yunqing's eyes softened.

"Si Xuan, haven't you slept yet?"

"Yunqing, I heard that you are not in the imperial capital, so I am a little worried."